Chapter Eighty-Nine: Fighting against Cha Xingyu
"Okay, you're holding back for a while, I'll be right here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Long Wu knew that because he was comprehending the trick just now, he had already passed the prescribed tea time, and now he was almost enlightened, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to make any new progress in the short term, and it should be time to solve the opponent."
After saying that, Long Wu once again clenched the Heaven Devouring Stick with both hands and rushed towards Shang Yuanchao.
"Boy, you're looking for death." Seeing Long Wu rushing towards him, Shang Yuanchao showed a nervous expression, but considering that he was three levels higher than Long Wu in terms of cultivation after all, he was not very afraid, but said loudly, "Brother Cheng, come and help me." ”
Being able to ask for help at this time obviously shows that he is already a little scared, at least psychologically, he is cowardly before fighting.
"Move the rescuers? I'm afraid it's too late. Long Wu's people came to him with the words, and they blasted away with a threat, only forcing Shang Yuanchao to retreat step by step, and he had no power to fight back at all.
That's right, in terms of cultivation, Shang Yuanchao is three levels higher, but is Long Wu an ordinary person? Unless your cultivation is too much higher, it's better not to compare it to your cultivation, it's useless.
After a pressure blow, Long Wu shook the mountain again, and once again pressed that Shang Yuanchao to not move, and by this time, Long Wu had already rushed to the opponent's side, and a flying sand fist blasted towards this body.
Shang Yuanchao, who was completely suppressed by the two stick techniques, was already a little frightened, he really couldn't imagine that Long Wu was so powerful, as soon as the two fought, he didn't even have the strength to fight back, now he just hoped that Cheng Le would come over quickly and help him share some of the pressure, and as for fighting back against Long Wu, he didn't have the courage to do so now.
But how did Shang Yuanchao know that Long Wu's original intention was to kill him, otherwise he would not have used two moves in a row to swallow the sky stick method, and now that the opportunity came, the flying sand fist quickly smashed on his chest.
This blow, Long Wu deliberately used ninety percent of his strength, after all, the opponent was a fourth-order general, and he had never killed it, so he didn't dare to be careless.
I don't know if Shang Yuanchao's defense is too low, or if Long Wu's Divine Dragon Fist is too powerful, after this punch passed, it actually pierced through the body directly, and the fist entered from the chest and exposed from the back of the chest.
"Ahh Shang Yuanchao felt that the qi on his body was passing rapidly, and he felt that breathing had become a luxury, and he knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to live. Looking at Long Wu with wide eyes, he couldn't imagine that this person really had the ability to kill him.
Long Wu punched out and hit the other party, he was also surprised, he didn't expect that after becoming a general, the power of the flying sand fist also increased a lot, it seems that the next time against such an opponent, there is no need to use ninety percent of the strength, only seven or eight percent is enough.
Thinking like this, Long Wu's fist turned again, expanding the shape of the cave on Shang Yuanchao's body, and then with a "boom", the high-speed rotation directly triggered the reversal of the air flow, causing the place where this fist wind was located to explode.
The fourth-order gang general Shang Yuanchao died.
As soon as Shang Yuanchao died, Cheng Le, who rushed to the rescue, turned around and fled quickly. Running away with him were the remaining dozens of Gang Masters and Gang Warriors.
Seeing that Shang Yuanchao, a fourth-order general, was defeated by Long Wu, who of these people would stupidly run over to die.
After a breath, Long Wu had no opponent behind him. Completely free, he hurried towards the direction where Ling'er was.
Ling'er was punched and then fought with Mr. Leng.
If you want to say that Ling'er is against Mr. Leng, it is not difficult, the key is that Ziche Xingyu is always making trouble on the side, and from time to time he will come with a punch and a palm, and he will leave after the fight, which makes Ling'er a little helpless, and he does not have any upper hand.
Fortunately, at this time, Long Wu came over. He didn't have the arrogance to choose to join the battle circle between Ling'er and Mr. Leng, after all, the gap between the first order and the ninth order was too big, and he didn't know if he could help with his ability, so Long Wu directly chose Ziche Xingyu as his opponent.
Although the other party is a sixth-order general, Long Wu can kill a fourth-order cultivator, and he should at least be able to protect himself from the sixth-order.
Ziche Xingyu saw that Long Wu was rushing towards him as a first-order general, so he said coldly, "I can't do it, you and I will stay here today." ”
A blow to the Sky Swallowing Stick and Ziche Xingyu's fist collided together.
After a fight, Long Wu took more than a dozen steps back, and Ziche Xingyu did only take three steps back, which shows that in the face of the sixth-order general, Long Wu's combat power is still inferior.
"Try my new move Thorn." Long Wu faced Ziche Xingyu and did not retreat, this may be his character, the stronger the enemy, the stronger he is, the more his fighting spirit and will can be stimulated.
With one punch, Ziche Xingyu just used seventy percent of his strength, compared to Long Wu's ninety percent strength, he retained a lot. can see that sixty percent of the strength can force back Long Wu, but his confidence has soared, "Haha, ignorant junior, let you see the power of my son Che Xingyu's ground-breaking fist today." ”
"Groundbreaking Fist, okay, then let you also see the power of the Divine Dragon Fist." As soon as Long Wu heard that the other party was mainly based on boxing, he was also interested, so he abandoned the stick and used the Shenlong fist to meet him.
When the two fists met, there was a loud bang in an instant, and the ground-breaking fist and the divine dragon fist completely collided together.
Ziche Xingyu is cultivating to a high level, and the strength of the sixth-order gang general is already much greater than that of the first-order, and the natural strength he uses for this punch is not small.
Long Wu relied on the profundity and unfathomability of the Dragon Fist, although it was inferior to the other party in terms of strength, but it was indeed a complete victory in terms of skills, so for a while, the two of them came to a half-catty and eight-tael, which was comparable.
"Here, you're taking my punch." Ziche Xingyu's eyes showed a solemn look, he didn't expect that although Long Wu's cultivation was so much worse than himself, he could indeed withstand his proudest ground-breaking fist, and he couldn't help but be a little frightened, but at the same time, he made a determination in his heart, that is, he must kill Long Wu, otherwise let him grow up, with the enmity they formed today, I am afraid that there will be no good fruit for themselves to eat. He was a man who was accustomed to strangling danger in the cradle.
The two of them faced each other punch by punch, and in the blink of an eye, they faced each other with at least thirty punches.
After thirty punches, Ziche Xingyu's momentum has obviously dropped a lot, and a heavy punch like this is the most laborious for a heavy punch, and it also hurts his anger, even if he is a sixth-order gang, I am afraid that if it goes on like this, he will not be able to hold on to ten punches.
In comparison, the situation of Long Wu was even worse. It is the limit to be able to hit thirty flying sand punches in a row with his current cultivation, and this is thanks to the fact that he has a waste dantian that stores Gang Qi, but even so, when the two dantians are combined, there is not much Gang Qi left, and at most it can support the power of three punches.