Outside the Tibetan Village is the green mountain Chapter Seventy-Five: The Art of the Fu

"Huh? This ...... This is the breath of Lei Yuan? The aura on it is actually the same as that of the master! Master!" The black-faced reggae saw that there was a pure black lightning flashing on Huang Chen's fist, and his heart trembled, but as soon as he thought of the word master in his mind, the reggae's pupils unconsciously dilated a little, which showed how secretive the reggae was about his master.

"Crackling~"

I saw that there was a black thunderbolt on Huang Chen's fist, the speed was extremely fast, and the trend was consistent with the flow of the reincarnation meridian meridian, like a black thunder snake protecting Huang Chen's body. Although there was only a trace of this black thunderbolt, it blocked all the thunder and lightning on the black-faced reggae claws, and it did not leak.

In the blink of an eye, the black-faced reggae expression returned to its original state, his eyes gradually became gloomy, and he looked at Huang Chen and thought to himself: "This kid is so weird, not only has a different tree, but also can mobilize the qi of Lei Yuan, there must be other secrets hidden in his body, you must capture and kill it before the mountain keeper notices the strange tree, and see what treasure is still hidden in this kid." ”

In a flash of thought, reggae once again intensified the offensive, and one blow sank harder than the other.

"This pure black thunder is gradually depleting, it seems that this person can't fully control the thunder qi, so good, God help me!"

The black-faced reggae sneered and waved his wings towards Huang Chen.

Although Huang Chen could not be harmed by reggae thunder and lightning for the time being, it all depended on that black thunder qi. However, with Huang Chen's current strength, the spiritual aperture still only allows a trace of thunder to leak out, so this black thunder snake can only last for a moment, and the thunder snake will automatically disappear after less than a stick of incense.

What's worse is that the physical power of this black-faced reggae is also terrifying!

Huang Chen could barely strike 24,000 catties of huge power under the support of thunder, but feeling the surging power from the reggae claws, Huang Chen guessed that this reggae had at least 70,000 catties of huge power!

It is necessary to know that the mortal body in this world has its carrying limit, and the peak strength of the average visceral spirit martial artist is only 36,000 catties, and this black-faced reggae is worthy of condensing qi cultivation, and the simple physical strength is almost twice that of the visceral spirit martial god, which can be described as infinitely powerful.

To this day, this black-faced reggae can be said to be the strongest opponent Huang Chen has encountered, Lei Fa is stronger than Feng Hu Fu, and his strength is even worse than Wang Meng who used the Tiger God Talisman.

In the face of such an opponent, Huang Chen couldn't help but feel embarrassed, but his heart was still as plain as water, because he knew that even the slightest mistake at this time would kill him on the spot.

"Chase the stars and catch the moon!"

Huang Chen faced the reggae offensive, took one step, his arms were on the defensive, unloading his force with force, without fighting, and his footwork moved sideways, leading the black-faced reggae to the other end of the platform.

Although this Hundred Battles Fist method is indomitable, but there is no defensive move, and the 'Guarding the Stars' in the Infinite Star Fist just makes up for this shortcoming, only by mixing the Infinite Star Fist and the Hundred Battles Fist Method, with such a change, can it fight with the black-faced reggae in a roundabout way, and only in this way can the physical damage be minimized.

"Bang!

The fierce collision of fists and claws between the two sides made a deafening sound, and it was not difficult to see that Huang Chen's fist moves were superior to Reggae.

But it was not enough to defeat reggae, under the strong physical strength of reggaeton, Huang Chen's moves seemed to have become flower fists and embroidered legs.

"Weak mortals, what are you still resisting!"

Reggae snorted coldly, the offensive was still the same, Huang Chen tried his best, the power of qi and blood completely burst out, and the strength of his body was urged to the extreme, but no matter how exquisite the Hundred Battles Fist method was, under the suppression of power, Huang Chen still couldn't compete with it, and gradually revealed his defeat.

It didn't take long for Huang Chen's fists to begin to crack, and each punch was accompanied by great pain, blood was splashing out of the fist, and his arms gurgled as if they were about to break from time to time.

If it weren't for Huang Chen's physical strength, he would have been beaten into a pulp of flesh under such power.

"Hahaha...... It's your blood! I'd like to see how many more claws you can catch me! How much blood do you have left to shed!"

The black-faced reggae attack is getting faster and faster, looking at Huang Chen's blood splashed around, its heart gives birth to a strange pleasure, its violent nature is slowly revealed, and the originally distorted monkey's face is becoming more and more hideous, making people feel infinite fear in their hearts.

There are ten thousand laws in heaven and earth, and among these laws, the power of thunder is the greatest, but thunder can break the evil and punish demons, and it can also help to abuse.

This reggae was born in thunder, and there is a tyranny in its nature, and now Huang Chen's indomitable spirit has inspired the fury in his heart.

"This one named Huang Chen is delaying time for you, but unfortunately he can't hold out for long, if you can't carve this formation well, it won't be long before he dies in the hands of this reggae. Lu Yan stared at the formation on the ground, and said leisurely with a spirit grass in his mouth.

Yu Yao paused slightly when she heard this, but she didn't raise her head, and continued to hold the fan in one hand, and carved some inexplicable symbols on the ground with the other.

"Hey, it seems that I have to make a move, my body that can just move has to be tossed again, that's it, who told this kid to block the flowing stone for me just now? ”

Lu Shi slowly stood up from the ground, looking helpless.

At this moment, Yu Yao said softly: "Just drag a cup of tea for me!"

"A cup of tea?"

As soon as the words fell, a thin figure rushed directly towards the reggae who was fighting fiercely with Huang Chen.

"Where did the hairy boy come from, is he in such a hurry to be reincarnated?"

The black-faced reggae noticed Lu Shi's abnormal movement, smiled and directly spat out a thunderbolt and slashed at Lu Shi.

"It's thunderbolt spell again!"

Lu Yan smiled indifferently, took out a yellow talisman, threw it into the air, and splashed ink with a stroke of pen, and a cloud-like pattern was instantly outlined.

The talisman was formed, Lu Shi's original lazy expression suddenly disappeared, his left hand pinched the trick, and his right hand pointed at the yellow talisman and shouted: "The sky is round, the law is nine chapters, I will write today, ten thousand ghosts are hidden!"

As soon as the spell came out, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the yellow talisman standing in front of the person emitted a ray of light, directly absorbing the incoming thunder.

"You used the thunder technique for the reggae, and now I will use your method to return the favor to the other person, so that you can taste the taste of being whipped by thunder and lightning!

I heard a loud bang, and the yellow talismans turned into ashes and floated into the air.

The fly ash slowly accumulated in the sky, turning into a yellow cloud pattern on the original talisman.

The wind is invisible, the clouds are invisible, the wind is elusive, the clouds are difficult to see, you can have such a comprehension at a young age, and you have mastered a trace of cloud seal painting, which is really rare!"

The mountain keeper saw Lu Shi's technique of drawing the talisman, and he didn't show a look of appreciation.

The yellow clouds in the sky kept moving, and in an instant, seven thunderbolts erupted.

"Joke, I'm a reggaeton, and you actually use thunder to hack me?"

Not only was the reggae not deterred by Lu Xi's methods, but he laughed out loud and let the seven thunderbolts bombard his body.