Chapter 372: Ugin Divine Claw

The ancient martial arts of the city

"Hey!" The copper-faced man standing on the top of the tree sneered, then took eight steps forward, instantly came to Nangong Chu's side, and waved his hand towards Nangong Chu.

The seemingly random palm made Nangong Chu's expression change, because the copper-faced man's right hand was wearing a black shiny claw.

The direction of the palm did not surge with palm power, but a huge blood-red light palm appeared on Nangong Chu's head, revealing a vast and boundless blood killing aura, and it was directly printed towards him.

Nangong Chu stepped on eight steps and rushed out quickly, without looking back, and also slapped a palm back, a huge purple and golden light palm, which immediately rushed out and imprinted backwards.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the whole space seemed to shake. The purple-gold palm of light collided with the strange blood-colored giant palm, and the dazzling light rushed into the sky, and the scene was dusty, the sand covered the sky, and the huge cracks on the ground spread into the distance.

All the trees in the vicinity, along with the weeds and gravel on the ground, were shaken to powder.

Nangong Chu and the bronze-faced man each retreated back more than a dozen steps in a row, he showed an incredible look, and the other party's cultivation didn't seem to be below him.

You must know that Nangong Chu's skill is much stronger than that of ordinary innate masters, although it is a seemingly random palm, the power is also huge.

The bronze-faced man actually slapped him without losing the wind.

"Brother Chu, be careful, that's the 'Ugin Divine Claw'. ”

Qu Ling, who was watching the battle from a distance, caught a glimpse of the sharp claws on the copper-faced man's right hand, and hurriedly reminded Nangong Chu.

The jet-black gloves were all made of unknown metal, and the five fingertips of the gloves were jet-black nails several inches long, like five small swords, shining black.

"Ugin Claw?"

Nangong Chu couldn't help but be stunned, although this weapon was not among the top ten divine weapons in the ancient martial arts world, it was definitely not inferior to the top ten divine soldiers.

The five long nails on the fingers of the god's claws can shoot out at the slightest touch, and many famous masters have died under these five black gold nails, making the ghost of unjust death.

Nangong Chu didn't dare to be careless, he reached out and patted a black long bag on his back, and three stick shadows more than three feet long suddenly broke out of the bag.

Nangong Chu waved his hand, dragged the three stick shadows in front of him, and then quickly connected them together, and a spear that was also black and shiny immediately appeared in his hand.

The bronze-faced man glanced at the seemingly inconspicuous spear in Nangong Chu's hand, and the eyes behind the bronze mask suddenly shot out two cold lights, and Sen Sen's cold attitude shrouded Nangong Chu, and an invisible murderous aura permeated the field.

"Hand over that thing!" the copper-faced man suddenly said to Nangong Chu, and in his tone, there was an undoubted strength.

Nangong Chu waved the spear in his hand, stared at the copper-faced man, and said, "If you want that thing, it depends on whether you have that strength." ”

The copper-faced man also seems to have come for the mysterious reagent in the tube-like container in the M23 area.

The copper-faced man stopped talking, his left hand slapped a palm forward, the dust and sand flew, the earth trembled lightly, and the surging palm power was like a rolling Yangtze River, like a surging river, rushing and roaring, and rushing forward.

However, this palm power was as black as ink, like a dark cloud, tumbling and surging, revealing a strange fluctuation that made people palpitate.

Everyone was taken aback, just now they saw that the aura from the copper-faced man was a strange blood red, but now the aura from the left palm was black. This person's exercises are really weird to the extreme.

The grass, trees, and stones on the ground between the two of them were like snowflakes in a storm, and they were swept up into the air in an instant, and then burst like firecrackers, sprinkling sand and dust all over the sky.

The combat power of the innate martial artist is really amazing.

However, this fierce palm power was extremely difficult for Nangong Chu, he also slapped a palm, and the purple-gold light instantly resisted the black true qi, and then the two tyrant's palm forces collided and neutralized, and gradually dissipated and disappeared in the deafening "rumble" sound.

"Huh!", Nangong Chu rose into the air, running at a high speed in eight steps, flying stars nine turns, able to change direction at will, his body was like a faint light and shadow, drawing a strange route in the air. Dodged the dozens of palms of the copper-faced man, and then fell down like a meteor breaking through the sky, and stepped his feet towards the copper-faced man's head.

On the bronze-faced man's hideous bronze mask, two surprised eyes flashed, and his palms blasted towards the sky, and a black fist wind and blood-red aura burst out from his left and right hands.

The two qi rays couldn't help but entangle, bursting out with terrifying vitality fluctuations, going up against the sky, attacking Nangong Chu's feet like a red and black dragon.

Nangong Chu did not avoid or retreat, but strengthened again, bursts of lightning erupted from his feet, and at the same time, a dazzling purple gold vitality burst out, and the entire space was violently turbulent, as if there was a purple gold sun under his feet, he wanted to distort and shatter the nearby space, setting off a terrifying wind and rushing to the ground.

The earth began to shake violently, and the terrible wind caused huge cracks to appear in the ground, spreading into the distance, and several huge stones seven or eight feet away were blown into the air like scarecrows.

Qu Ling, Anna and the others, who were watching the battle from a distance, only felt that the wind was like a knife, and their faces were in pain, and they couldn't help but retreat in shock.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the palms and feet finally collided together, and a thunderbolt exploded in the sky, and the brilliant energy storm surged wildly in all directions, and within a radius of more than twenty zhang, everything shattered in an instant, turning into dust.

The bronze-faced man stepped back a dozen steps, and with each step back, he stepped into a large hole in the ground. In the end, both knees sank into the ground before the body was settled.

And Nangong Chu tossed out a distance of more than ten zhang in the air before landing on the ground, and his steps were a little vain.

The whole person of the bronze mask seemed to be hidden in the black fog, and his body seemed to be covered with a black veil, but under this night, the whole person seemed vague and ghostly, especially mysterious and gloomy.

Everyone present had already seen that this copper-faced man's technique was actually that vicious demonic magic skill. The body of this bronze-faced man was even more shrouded in a terrifying and extremely evil aura.

Nangong Chu raised the God Devouring Spear in his hand, stepped out, and instantly crossed the space of more than ten zhang, and the spear went straight into the middle palace, stabbing directly into the chest of the copper-faced man.

The black and shiny spear head turned into a meteor, slashing through the void at great speed, and the spear head had a sharp friction with the air, which actually brought a huge sound of wind and thunder, and the momentum was surging, terrifying.

Although the weapon that Nangong Chu is good at is not a spear, it is a straight stab that is ordinary to the extreme, and under his terrifying innate cultivation, even a marksmanship master is beyond his reach.