Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Painting Style Is Wrong
The unique healing power of the Key to Creation is quite appealing to most people.
Therefore, even though they saw that the people were angry and made a move, the three of them did not waver in their minds to fish in troubled waters, and each planned cautiously. Among them, the Ghost Liangxia is the most powerful, and has always had the ambition to create a hegemony, and it is imperative to test the opponent's cultivation.
In an instant, he had already made up his mind, and when he heard that he was temporary, he temporarily stopped the offensive against the sword, turned around and covered his palm, and waited for the opponent to make a move.
Unintentionally giving the other party a gap in reaction, Wen Renran grasped the ability of the fist qi to penetrate the sky, and in an instant, Haoguang swept away with a punch, and the solid Gangfeng gathered into a ball, like a sharp cone, chiseled towards Wen Ren.
Deliberately tried the power of the artifact with his body, heard that people did not dodge or dodge, crossed his hands on his chest and parried in front of him, and was hit by the energy of shaking the firmament, and Deng slid out of the place ten feet away.
The power of destruction without the use of a sword, with a fist alone, is the effect of the ability to shake the sky......
But in the current remnant forest, Wen Ren's Qianqiu foundation is second only to Wen Renran, and it is not a big deal to be knocked down by a fierce blow, he pinched his throat while thinking, and said in a low and sharp voice: "I will accept the key to creation." ”
"If you don't pick up your skin, you still want to leave today?"
The knife plague is thirsty for killing and provoking, and there must be a shadow provoked by these three people behind it. And one of the most hated people is undoubtedly the ghost beam.
Although he beats people with his fists, it doesn't match Wen Renran's consistent painting style. But only when the fists are beaten to the flesh, Wen Renran feels that he can express his depression!
Without saying a word, he started to attack again, Wen Renran no longer had the arrogance to vent his anger before, his fist path was clear, he narrowed the distance between the two in the blink of an eye, grabbed Wen Renqianqiu's collar with one hand, and immediately raised his right fist high, and did not smash it to the other party's door without saying a word.
However, with the sharp sense of the tassel and the firmament, the speed and reaction of Wen Qianqiu at this moment have been strengthened to a very high level. Even if he inherited the teacher, Wen Renran is quite good at fighting fast and slow, but now the speed under the ghost beam is even faster, and the sharp sense of the tassel can anticipate the enemy's opportunity first, and he can easily dismantle the move for a while.
"Not true. ”
The body is very flexible, the foot moves and gives way, repeatedly avoids the sinister fist, and the use of the artifact of the Thousand Autumns is worthy of the name, and it is even more determined to win the heart of the key to creation, but it is suddenly noticed that the intention of the person is not here.
Sure enough, at the moment when Wen Ren Qianqiu turned around, he suddenly saw Jia Minggong, who was also dressed in black and masked, and was shocked by the strength that had been idle before, and then gathered together.
The rabbit rose and fell, and the people continued to move the sword, and the water vapor left by the previous mourning person Yong's hand was condensed at the fingertips, and the rain curtain rolled towards the universe.
However, Huanyu Qizang, who has the protection of incomprehension, is unwilling to expose it to Wen Qianqiu, and immediately the five-finger talisman is sacrificed to the sword of catastrophe to block the majestic rain curtain, and hurriedly dodges to the west to dodge the deadly sword of the water sword.
"Artifact and life, you can only save one of them!"
The key to creation is at your fingertips, how can you let the artifact fall into the hands of others?
Wen Qianqiu, who has just gained a sharp sense, has not yet been deeply affected by his consciousness, and his brain is easy to fall to the hard-hit Huangfu Xiaozen, which is to save the enemy.
However, Wen Renran was indifferent, and still insisted on rescuing the suffering sword first, pressing one hand on the shoulder of the fallen person before turning around and slashing out a thunderous sword.
Although it was slightly surprising to hear people, the shot was ruthless and abnormal. With the help of the cangzhixing, he avoided the sword blade like a ghost, heard that people were thunderous and resolute, and the anger of the heart source attacked ninety percent, and the majestic palm pushed out horizontally, destroying all the way, overturning the ground, and crushing towards the lord of the remnant forest.
The momentum is oppressive and terrifying, but it does not stop the water and waves. The white-clothed sword spirit was indifferent, and he held Danqing obliquely in front of him, and used Shennong's night refining to break the grass and waste roots, and the remnants of the decayed grass and trees around him were pulled.
"Huh?"
The magic magic skillfully absorbs his own internal force, although he was surprised, but he did not waste half of his time, and the second move turned over the river and the sea without hesitation to buckle Danqing's sword body.
The foundation is better than the fight, and the eyebrows of Duqiu Yun frowned slightly, and Zijian suddenly broke away from Danqing and saw the sword body, and inserted it into the chest of Wenren Qianqiu without looking back.
As a last resort, Wen Ren Qianqiu had no choice but to let go of Dan Qingjian first, and in a flash, he flashed behind the white-clothed sword spirit, and grabbed the Huangfu Xiaozen with his sharp claws. How can the twin swords of the son and mother be like living creatures, and the agility changes direction to cut off in front, and the masked spirit is directly smashed by the air obliquely.
Being in the front and back of the double sword, Wen Ren Qianqiu was forced to have no choice but to pan sideways to avoid the confluence of the twin swords, but his right hand was full of hatred, and the source of anger caused a thunderbolt lightning, and a palm pushed it to frustrate the sword spirit.
The killing move is sharp, Twilight Qiuyun instinctively responds without slowness, Cui Daifeng is embedded in the Danqing sword body, and the backhand is three green blue dragons spitting pearls, with the strong palm power of Wen Qianqiu, the white clothes fly like a dream, and fall far on the unaffected bamboo branches.
"The front is not your opponent, but if you can't even catch two or three moves, what else does Qiu Yun do with the Excalibur Sword Spirit?"
The three tricks failed, and people knew that although they had the ability to win, they had no chance of defeating the enemy. Behind him, he suddenly heard the sneering sneer in his ears, and the violent wind came back in response. Hearing that people made a decision, the sky was like the wind, and the heart avoided a heavy blow.
After many years of going back and forth, he has never been able to seize the key to creation, and he can't help but feel a little annoyed when he hears it, but he also knows that it is wise to get out at this moment. In the flash of his mind, the sharp feeling of the tassel exerted a miraculous effect, and Wen Ren's eyes were cold, and his palm slashed down like a knife, just stopping on Wen Renran's path.
Slandering the old ghost of Ghost Liang in his heart, he knew that it was difficult to succeed in ordinary ways, and when he heard that people had an idea, he immediately changed his moves halfway, and commanded a continuous series of fine swords, which was actually a straight forward and a hard blow to the male palm that hit him head-on.
Seeing Wen Renran chasing after him, Wen Ren was stunned for a long time, although he understood the other party's intentions, he was entangled by Wen Renran's fragmentary sword qi, and it was difficult to get out of the way.
Suddenly, the anger was full of energy, and it burned on Wen Renran's chest ten times ten. There was a hissing and shattering sound, and the behemoth tore apart the robe that Wen Renran was wearing. At this moment, the distance is less than three feet, and the face-to-face hand, even if the artifact has a foreseeable effect, it is not as fast as the action of hearing people!
"Not good!"
"Wow, got you. ”
Venting the savage play, Wen Renran's left arm locked Wen Renqianqiu's arm joint like a snake, and then it was a heavy over-the-shoulder fall. And with the help of the artifact, Wen Qianqiu did not lose his balance, so he hurriedly stabilized his center of gravity, turned over and touched the ground with his feet, and stabilized his body lightly.
However, the style of painting changed abruptly, and the offensive was as fierce as a rainstorm, and the energy of shaking the sky in his hand turned into golden light, and the fierce punch had no moves, and the violence bombarded the heart of Wen Ren.
No one wants to take an old punch in such a situation, and Wen Qianqiu is no exception. When it is dangerous and dangerous, it is difficult to keep his hand for a thousand years, and the five fingers pinch the claws to survive in the danger of the five remnants, and return the right fist of Wen Renran.
"A wise man thinks a thousand times, and there will be a mistake. ”
With a muffled snort, he heard inexplicable words. Hearing that people were shocked by the disadvantage, the palm with a decaying aura had already collided with the steely fist, and the victory or defeat was only in an instant!
One step is bad, and the whole game is lost. The ability to shake the sky actually gathered the strength of Wen Renran into one, and the power of the five remnants of the palm was unexpectedly difficult to erode and corrupt.
The strong attack impacted, and the reaction was not right, and the two legs slammed into the ground seven feet, and the ground around the ten zhang radius was cracked like a spider, first one arm was paralyzed and unconscious, and then even a sharp pain spread along the arm, and he couldn't help but spit red in his mouth.
But knowing how treacherous Qianqiu was, Wen Renran did not indulge the fighter, and the fierce punch caused the air to explode, and the punch that cut to the flesh hit the opponent's sternum fiercely.
If it weren't for the strong foundation, the bones would have been cracked and broken. Reluctantly suppressed the churning qi and blood, and heard that people had to retreat sharply. The phantom pulled the black clothes, retreated all the way back and turned into ashes and scattered, standing still dozens of feet away, hearing that people still felt half of their body in pain.
The embarrassed and traumatized Wen Ren Qianqiu, with a little blood stains hanging on the corners of his mouth, finally revealed his true face, and said with a gloomy face: "I can't imagine that the ability to shake the sky has such a ability." ”
"Ah, isn't the dog leash bolted? Chiaki, Chiaki, how did you run out. Your rabies disease hasn't been cured yet, what if you run around and bite a passerby?"
Hearing the reply that the answer was not asked, even though the people were annoyed, they still sneered in a flat tone: "This skill is not as good as people, I hope that the next time I ask for advice, the artifact is still in your hands." ”
"I shrunk ...... Aren't you a man? Manly man summed it up in one word, don't be 'cowardly', just 'do it'!" Wen Renran sneered.
"Humph!"
was pointed to his nose and scolded the sore spot, and the title of "gelding dog" fell on his head, but Wen Renqianqiu still forcibly suppressed his anger, and disappeared on the spot like a ghost in an instant.
He didn't change his face when he scolded him like this...... The old ghost castle is really unfathomable, worthy of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. However, it's really cool to beat people with your fists, and next time you go to Dongying, you will definitely beat the King of Fighters into a crooked neck. ”
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