Chapter Seventy-Eight: Ice Silk Gloves
The black spear was started, and the momentum on Wang Wen's body also changed.
Seeing this, Mu Ying accelerated the condensation of the aura, and in a few breaths, the aura in her hand had been compressed by her to the size of a human head.
And looked at Wang Wen again, but he didn't move, just held the spear in his hand, looked at himself, and the smile on his face was undiminished.
Seeing this scene, Mu Ying's eyes couldn't help narrowing, did he let himself use the half-moon palm without stopping it? Is he relying on the spear in his hand?
Thinking in her heart, Mu Ying had already released the aura that had been compressed to the size of a fist.
As the aura mass came out of his hand, it turned into an ink-colored crescent moon the size of dozens of zhang in an instant. As soon as this half-moon palm came out, the aura on the stage also instantly became restless. Even everyone in the audience felt uncomfortable.
Seeing this scene, the other families and a few people sitting on the high platform also couldn't help but breathe, this girl is really amazing!
"Hehe, is this your exercise? In my opinion, vulnerable! Wang Wen grinned, and his smile was full of disdain.
"Go!" Where would Mu Ying pay attention to him, and with a push of his palm forward, the huge ink moon pressed towards Wang Wen.
With the use of this half-moon palm, many people on the stage felt the pressure, not to mention Wang Wen on the stage, but what was surprising was that he only frowned, and then a gloomy laugh came out, and he saw him shake the black spear in his hand violently, and suddenly a stream of aura emanated from his black spear with his shaking, and then turned into a stream of aura hands, wrapping his black spear layer by layer.
In the blink of an eye, the black spear was completely wrapped in aura, and then I saw his arm flick, the tip of the spear pointed to the sky, and then the soles of his feet stomped on the ground, and the whole person rose up to the sky, stabbing straight towards the half-moon palm.
As he rushed out, the whole person seemed to be fused with the black spear in his hand, one person and one gun, with the rotation and explosion of the aura, he rushed to the huge ink moon in an instant, and then he laughed weirdly, and the spear in his hand shook violently, and stabbed!
Suddenly, a powerful aura fluctuation came from the spear in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a stream of rich aura erupted from the body of the spear, and then turned into a huge, more than ten zhang long aura giant spear, wrapped in a black spear and Wang Wen, and pierced into Mu Ying's half-moon palm together!
Thundered!
Suddenly, the roaring sound resounded in the sky, and clusters of black flames erupted in the sky, as if a fire was burning the sky, which made people's hearts change color in shock!
Yes!
Suddenly, a sharp roar came out, and I saw a figure suddenly burst out of the firelight in the sky, but it was that Wang Wen, his clothes were torn at this moment, but the momentum was extremely amazing!
Still holding the black spear in his hand, he waved it in the air and fell to the ground.
Touch!
A spear stabbed heavily into the ground, directly stabbing the high platform into a three-foot diameter hole!
With this strength, Wang Wen's body flipped back in mid-air, and then landed firmly on the ground.
Although his clothes were in tatters, Wang Wen didn't care at all, just smiled, then pointed at Mu Ying, and said with a smile: "How is it?" I've told you that you can't beat me, but I still want to play with you! You can't throw in the towel! As he spoke, Wang Wen put away the black spear in his hand again, and then held it with both hands, and two black short knives appeared in his hands again. Then he grinned at Mu Ying, and disappeared in place again.
Seeing this, Mu Ying also shook helplessly, she didn't want to use the Great Holy Spirit Sutra so early, but now it seems that she can't use it! This guy is also a disgusting person, and since that's the case, there's no need for him to keep any more hands!
Thinking of this, Mu Ying also activated the Great Holy Spirit Sutra, and suddenly, strands of aura and power were intertwined, surging all over her body, making her feel a different feeling again.
Every time the power fills her body, she feels that it is a transformation of her body, which is strengthening her body.
Twisting her fist, Mu Ying exhaled, and then her eyes were cold, and then she made a mistake, and her body looked at the distance that she had moved backwards, and at this moment, her fist was already wrapped in aura, and it smashed out heavily in front of her.
Bang!
She used three points of force for this punch, only to hear a sound like metal colliding, and she saw Mu Ying's fist and the sharp aura emitted by Wang Wen's two short knives colliding together.
Suddenly, the two of them took two or three steps back in unison before stopping.
Well?
Wang Wen was suddenly stunned, looked at Mu Ying's fist that exuded a dangerous aura, and then looked at his two short knives, and he suddenly found that there were two small cracks on the blades of his two short knives, yes, cracks, his two short knives were spiritual weapons!
It is understandable that ordinary weapons have been cracked, but what surprised him was that his spiritual weapon was cracked by this girl's punch, which is too puzzling.
Tong Guò was tempted by Mu Ying just now, he could feel that the other party's control of aura was indeed not comparable to himself, but he also knew that the other party was not his opponent, but now it seems that he underestimated her! With the hand she just had, she was absolutely unpleasing in her hands.
Thinking of this, Wang Wen let out a strange laugh again, and then looked at Mu Ying and said, "I didn't expect it!" The eldest lady of the Mu family still has this hand, admire! Admire! But do you think you can beat me just by that? It's a dream! ”
A cold snort came from Wang Wen's mouth, and he saw that he put away two short knives, and then there were two more pairs of gloves on his hands, both of which were also black, but Mu Ying could feel a subtle, but fearful, danger from his gloves!
This glove is not simple! Mu Ying couldn't help but think secretly in her heart.
I saw that Wang Wen twisted his neck, and then put on the black gloves unhurriedly, then looked at Mu Ying, and said with a smile: "You can force me to use my ice silk gloves, you are already very good!" But it's a pity that once I use these gloves, I won't take them back without a little blood! ”
Speaking of this, Wang Wen licked his lips, then grinned again, and said, "Miss Mu Family, then you are ready to accept my stormy offensive!" Hey, hey, hey! ”
As his voice fell, the man had already disappeared in place!
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