"Carry the mountain!"

Lin Xiaoqiang's right fist was formed by a whirlpool of spiritual energy, and Shu Fist slapped the evil Xuanwu transformed by Zhu Ziwen with his palm.

Bang!

Zhu Ziwen raised his claws and quickly dissolved this momentum with one palm, but instead used his huge body to further suppress Lin Xiaoqiang.

In front of this huge evil Xuanwu, the offensive launched by Lin Xiaoqiang was like tickling Zhu Ziwen again, and it was difficult to shake the evil Xuanwu.

"Come again!"

Lin Xiaoqiang's legs used his strength to stabilize his body, as steady as Mount Tai, and put on a posture like Tai Chi.

This is exactly what Lin Xiaoqiang learned before, and it has the magic of four or two thousand catties with the Tai Chi in the previous life.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoqiang gave up struggling, he put on a posture of playing Tai Chi with the old man in the park. Zhu Ziwen snorted coldly and rushed towards Lin Xiaoqiang with an unstoppable attitude.

"Xuanwu Town, Mountains and Seas!"

Zhu Ziwen launched his strongest blow!

Every time the evil martial Xuanwu takes a step, there is the sound of the waves churning, or the black entangled on its back swallows the ominous black mist, which is sacred and ominous, very weird.

"Lin Xiaoqiang is done now!"

"If I can turn the tables, I'll lick the toilet of the martial arts hall clean!"

"Is this really the strength of a seven-rank martial artist?"

"Although there are only seven grades, with Master Wanyuan's exercises, it is enough to crush everything!"

"Is this Zhu Ziwen about to become an immortal!"

"Lin Xiaoqiang, is this giving up?!"

The students outside the arena saw Lin Xiaoqiang's grappling posture, and looked at the momentum of Zhu Ziwen's Xuanwu step, and suddenly concluded in their hearts that Lin Xiaoqiang had absolutely given up.

Unless there are immortals descending to help him Lin Xiaoqiang now. 、

Wang Dang, Su Qiao'er and the others are already as pale as earth, Lin Xiaoqiang is invincible to the Five Heavenly Kings after all, and they can only succumb to Zhu Ziwen's obscenity forever in South China Wuda.

Looking at Zhu Ziwen, who was crushed by with an invincible attitude, Lin Xiaoqiang's eyes were cold, without fear, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling even more.

Lin Xiaoqiang is now standing on the edge of the cliff, and he can only decide the outcome with Zhu Ziwen head-on.

Previously, Lin Xiaoqiang didn't care about the injuries he had suffered, and pounced on Zhu Ziwen desperately, the spiritual energy in his body was about to be exhausted, even on the second floor of the martial arts hall where the spiritual energy was extremely abundant, it was still difficult for Lin Xiaoqiang to refine the spiritual energy into his body.

With his Lin Xiaoqiang's terrifying defensive power, although he was able to withstand Zhu Ziwen's evil Xuanwu attack, he could not use his strength to defeat Zhu Ziwen back to his original form and win.

Now is not the time for him to brush up on experience points, and now he has not yet cultivated the exercises, and his combat endurance is very poor, and the spiritual power in his body will not be able to support him to launch the self-created martial art of carrying the mountain.

At that time, he and Zhu Ziwen were two kings, and Zhu Ziwen was able to directly gain the upper hand with his spirit beast technique and suppress him with his Xuanwu body.

This Zhu Ziwen's evil martial arts and Xuanwu body is not comparable to those four-grade demon beasts, and it is really difficult to shake its tortoise shell with strength alone.

Zhu Ziwen's huge Xuanwu body crushed him, and Lin Xiaoqiang used all his strength to catch the black mist-shrouded turtle claws.

No matter how Lin Xiaoqiang operated, he still couldn't fight back with the strength of four or two thousand catties, so he had to use his strength to push away the distance between himself and Evil Martial Xuanwu.

Seeing that this trick was useless, Lin Xiaoqiang still chose the worst choice in desperation and suffered the worst price.

"Give me a golden body!"

Lin Xiaoqiang's eyes widened angrily, his pupils had turned golden, and a dazzling light shot out of it, like a body god king possessing his body.

In just that moment, four halos appeared around Lin Xiaoqiang, and the aura in the magic circle seemed to be driven by someone, frantically pouring into the halo.

This is the martial god body in the martial god chapter, and now Lin Xiaoqiang did not complete the sacrifice to the sky, and forcibly used the martial god body.

"Crazy!"

Su Luan saw Lin Xiaoqiang use his martial god body, and stood up suddenly, with a rare look of panic on his face, wanting to step into the magic circle and forcibly bring out Lin Xiaoqiang.

As the first person to practice this exercise, Su Luan naturally knew that it was powerful, Lin Xiaoqiang used the Martial God Body so forcibly, it was likely that he would not be able to withstand the side effects brought by it, and the slightest change would be crushed into slag by the power of this Martial God Body!

Before Su Luan stepped into the magic circle, Lin Xiaoqiang had already completed the martial god body, and the enchantment formed by the giant spirit stone magic circle also blocked her out.

The four halos contained majestic aura and merged into Lin Xiaoqiang's body from the heavenly court.

"Come!"

Lin Xiaoqiang roared like a beast struggling in pain, and the pain from his body seemed to pull him into the hell of Ah Nose.

Bones crushed to powder, flesh burned to ashes!

This is the pain that Lin Xiaoqiang is now enduring now.

I saw that Lin Xiaoqiang took a few steps forward, and an imperceptible crack was quietly revealed in the heavenly court on his forehead.

"This is a body refining technique?!"

Zhu Ziwen couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Lin Xiaoqiang's appearance, Lin Xiaoqiang's skin was suddenly covered with countless strange inscriptions, if you look closely, it is not an inscription, it is more like some kind of ancient and obscure text.

"The trapped beast is still fighting!"

In Zhu Ziwen's eyes, it is simply a fool's dream to want to break his Xuanwu body based on this.

The steps of the evil Xuanwu became more and more rapid, and the sound of the rolling waves gradually changed into the ancient sound of war drums.

"Move mountains and seas!"

Evil Martial Xuanwu took the last step out, and the black fog in the magic circle instantly dispersed, and the thick fog was rolling and was invisible to outsiders, only Lin Xiaoqiang, who was shining with golden light, stood between the black fog.

"Carry the mountain!"

Lin Xiaoqiang's face was hideous, the tortured pain of hell gradually made him lose his mind, and now he recklessly relied on the power of the martial god body to forcibly carry the mountain.

At this time, he stood in the black mist, like Pangu opening the world and wanting to split the black mist.

Just when Lin Xiaoqiang's strength reached its peak and wanted to decide the outcome with one punch, Zhu Ziwen hid in the black fog and gave up the attack.

"Don't worry!"

Zhu Ziwen seemed to have guessed Lin Xiaoqiang's thoughts, and said from the black mist.

Bang!

The seemingly motionless black mist suddenly came from the sound of thunder, and after three roars, the black mist floated up to several meters, and an evil martial Xuanwu revealed a turtle head that was several times larger than the original, and fell from the sky and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Look for death!"

Lin Xiaoqiang's eyes widened angrily, the spiritual power between his hands rioted, and the hand of the god of war covered with strange inscriptions rushed to the sky to meet the evil Xuanwu.

Lin Xiaoqiang turned into a golden spear and sent a divine blow towards the evil Xuanwu, a golden sound shadow pierced the evil Xuanwu, and when the black mist reappeared in Lin Xiaoqiang, Lin Xiaoqiang punched away!

In the huge magic circle, only an astonishingly large Xuanwu head was pierced by the figure that emitted a dim light.

The aura around the figure had gathered into seven halos, and then the seven halos were suspended in his hand, and the evil Xuanwu body was like ice, melted by Lin Xiaoqiang's flames.