Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

There was a loud noise, and it didn't take long for deep craters to appear in the soft soil, and the ground was a mess, like a field arched by wild boars.

Wang Zhong and Uncle Bai fought together.

Although judging from the scene, it is Uncle Bai who firmly holds the initiative, like a swordsman at the Spanish bullfighting festival, who is **, abusing and killing a bull that has gone crazy.

But in fact, Uncle Bai was also bitter in his heart.

The Wang Zhong in front of him is really too difficult to deal with.

No matter what kind of moves he uses, Wang Zhong is a punch.

An arrogant and domineering punch, without any rules.

This made him completely lose his previous calmness.

In the previous battle against Ning Qinglian, he relied on his absolute strength and could fight very easily, but now, the situation has completely reversed.

Wang Zhong's internal qi is thicker, more violent, and more majestic than him.

It resembles a humanoid dragon with incredible energy all over its body.

The battle situation at this time perfectly interprets a wise saying in martial arts - one force will drop ten times.

Secretly wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead, Uncle Bai already had some secret hatred in his heart.

hates Bai Xiaofeng, who is not successful, has not achieved enough things, and has more than enough failures.

Wait in peace, how good it is to wait for this madman who has gone mad to die, and he has to make arrogant and ridiculous remarks, not only losing his surname, but also making the situation so far.

Uncle Bai knew very well in his heart that if it was ...... If he was really killed by Wang Zhong, then the Bai family would become a joke completely.

If you are killed by a martial arts master, no one will say anything, but if you are killed by a martial arts master who has gone mad, then ...... Everyone who heard about this would probably laugh out loud and then spit and scold, "Silly. Force! ”

Everyone is crazy, why are they going to provoke him?

Isn't it self-inflicted?

Uncle Bai wanted to escape the battle at this time.

But after thinking about it, he gave up on the idea.

In this case, if it spreads, the reputation of the Bai family will also be ruined.

You can't even beat a madman who has gone mad, and you are still worthy of being called the Four Great Families?

All in all, Uncle Bai at this moment is definitely depressed to the extreme.

It's uncomfortable to fight, and it's uncomfortable not to fight.

It's like squirting out a mouthful of old blood.

Wang Zhong didn't care about him.

His eyes were red, his breath was violent, like a street hooligan fighting, his fists and feet were combined, how comfortable he was, and occasionally he would grab a handful of sand from the ground and throw it out, or spit two mouthfuls of saliva or something like that.

Although the fight on the field was fierce, the people off the field all had a good look on their faces.

Occasionally, when I saw Uncle Bai eating deflated, I couldn't help but sneer.

Deserve!

Who made your juniors arrogant?

Why don't people beat others and beat you?

……

On the side of the battlefield, Liu Xiaoxiao took a handkerchief, dipped it wet, and was gently wiping the blood stains on Wang Bowen's face.

Feeling that his breathing gradually stabilized, and his heartbeat was not as weak as before, her heart finally settled a little.

"Don't worry, he won't die." Matsuru said softly.

That elixir, called the Immortal Pill, was a healing elixir that had taken Songhe Daoist for decades to collect medicinal materials and improve ancient recipes before refining a furnace of twelve healing elixirs.

As long as there is a breath of air, you can't die.

"Thank you very much." Liu Xiaoxiao said very gratefully.

Songhe Dao Chang waved his hand, looking absent-minded.

It was like a big stone in his heart, heavy, and he couldn't breathe.

To be honest, Wang Zhong went crazy, but after watching Wang Zhong's fight, he didn't worry much.

Although Wang Zhong's qi machine is disordered, it is not hopeless, at least, there is no danger to life.

If the opportunity is enough, there is still a great possibility of recovery, after all, Wang Zhong is still young.

As long as you live, the possibilities are endless.

There is a saying in the way of martial arts, it is very good, if it is not broken, it will not stand, and if it is broken, it will be invincible in the world.

Matsutsuru Michicho has always had this thought in his heart.

Wang Zhong is still young, and it is not a good thing to break through the Grandmaster at this moment.

After all, his age is only twenty years old, and both experience and background are far from enough.

In fact, the pressure felt by Daoist Songhe was not because he was injured, nor because Wang Zhong went mad, but because of an extremely mysterious induction in the dark.

As a master who has achieved a lot of success in the way of Feng Shui, he has a keen and almost instinctive sense of the crisis in the dark.

After feeling it carefully for a long time, he discovered the source of his uneasiness.

It's a sight in the sky.

At this time, the sky, although it was noon, was as dark as ink, the sun seemed to be soaked in a basin of ink, the light was extremely dim, and the lightning and thunder in the dark clouds became more and more intense, but there was no moist breath, not at all like the scene before the storm.

What's going on here?

Songhe Dao Chang racked his brains and thought.

Before Wang Zhong became a grandmaster, such a vision of heaven and earth might even be a thunder tribulation.

And now, Wang Zhong has become like this, so the possible surname of Lei Tribulation has been ruled out.

But why, the clouds have not yet lifted? Thunder and lightning still flashing?

Matsutsuru Michichi couldn't figure it out.

Strengthened his strength, pinched a divination decision, and calculated several hexagrams in succession, but found nothing.

It's not that the hexagrams are complicated, but that there are no hexagrams at all.

In the dark, it seems that there is an overwhelming shielding force, covering all the heavenly opportunities, leaving no traces.

……

"Spirit Snake Battle Armor!" At this time, a change quietly took place on the battlefield.

Under Wang Zhong's furious attack like a tide, Uncle Bai finally couldn't hold it anymore and sacrificed his own spirit snake battle armor.

Uncle Bai's battle armor was not as turquoise as Bai Zhongwei's, but showed a grayish-brown color, like a thick layer of rock, covering him and firmly wrapping every part of his body.

It seems to be thick, but the joints are also extremely sensitive, not a little bulky.

After sacrificing the spirit snake battle armor, the pressure on Uncle Bai's body suddenly relaxed.

The subtlety of the Spirit Snake Battle Armor is that it can weaken almost ninety percent of its attack power.

Although Wang Zhong's fist was heavy, it was only one percent of his strength, and it couldn't do him much damage.

Uncle Bai rekindled hope in his heart.

Kill this kid here!

Gritting his teeth and quickly making up his mind, Uncle Bai fought more cautiously, squinting his eyes, not daring to be careless, and trying every means to provoke Wang Zhong and induce him to spend his strength.

Sure enough, under the inducement of Uncle Bai, Wang Zhong's fist was even more violent, but it was also full of loopholes.

Not to mention Uncle Bai, even if there is a random person in the woods, he can easily avoid it.

Uncle Bai had a smile on his face.

It's just that his smile didn't last long.

"Wang Zhong!"

"Wang Zhong"

Suddenly, two calls sounded, it was Ning Qinglian's voice.

She called out twice, and Wang Zhong's dull red eyes seemed to flash with two flashes of human surname.

"Wang Zhong, this punch hit him in the ribs!"

"Chest!"

"Head!"

"Downcast!"

"Knees!"

Ning Qinglian shouted quickly.

It's like a teacher teaching his apprentices boxing.

And hearing her voice, Wang Zhong can also react subconsciously.

For a while, Uncle Bai was a little in a hurry.

Ning Qinglian had fought him for so long before, and although she was not his opponent, she had a deep understanding of his tricks.

This point, the moves, are all aimed at the vital place, and they are all positions that must be saved by attacking the enemy.

If Ning Qinglian made a move in person, Uncle Bai would not be afraid of her at all, and he could see the loopholes, but it didn't mean that he could seize the opportunity.

Wang Zhong, on the other hand, is different.

Wang Zhong can seize the opportunity.

Several punches in a row hit Uncle Bai, even if he had the defense of the spirit snake armor, he was definitely uncomfortable.

Panting, a mouthful of blood spilled up, but it was forced down by him.

"Shut up!"

Uncle Bai pounced and rushed towards Ning Qinglian, wanting to solve the culprit first.

However, his speed is fast, and Wang Zhong's speed is faster than him.

Like a bolt of lightning, it stopped in front of Uncle Bai and was entangled with him again.

Fight!

was forced to this part, and Uncle Bai quietly had desperate thoughts in his heart.

After fighting for such a long time, Wang Zhong didn't even have the slightest tendency to run out of strength, and if he continued to fight like this, he would only be consumed alive.

Only one fight!

Fight, at least fifty percent sure, kill Wang Zhong here.

"Dance of the Golden Serpent!"

With a loud roar, Uncle Bai's moves were also furious, and with the strong defensive power of the Spirit Snake Battle Armor, he and Wang Zhong fought hard.

The moves of the two of them were wide open and closed, and the violent energy was scattered, and the sand and gravel splashed, hitting the trees, like bullets, and they could penetrate deeply.

The crowd ducked.

The two fought for half an hour, and their movements gradually slowed down.

After fighting for such a long time, even a god must feel tired.

Uncle Bai let out a long sigh of relief.

Quietly took out a pill from his arms, quietly put it into his mouth, and a stream of ** rose quickly in the meridians, clenched his fists, and felt the majestic internal qi, Uncle Bai was full of confidence in his heart.

You must know that the pill he took was the treasure of the Bai family, and it was called the Holy Dragon Pill.

It was refined by an amazing predecessor of the Bai family hundreds of years ago, a total of seven seven and forty-nine pieces, but since that ancestor refined it, for hundreds of years, no one can refine it.

Holy Dragon Pill, with one, there is one less.

If it weren't for the fact that the head of the family had issued a killing order, and Bai Xiaofeng had died here, Uncle Bai would have been reluctant to use it.

After taking the Holy Dragon Pill, the momentum of Uncle Bai's whole body finally overwhelmed Wang Zhong.

One punch and one kick completely suppressed Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong was beaten without the power to fight back, he retreated while fighting, panting like an ox, and he could hear it clearly from a long distance.

"Die!"

Uncle Bai shouted, and all the internal qi flowed in the meridians like a great river of the Yangtze River, and he punched him fiercely, hitting Wang Zhong's heart accurately.

Wang Zhong flew far away, landed on the riverside, struggled a few times, but could not get up again.

And after this punch, Uncle Bai also sat on the ground paralyzed, and his whole body was soft.

Standing up strongly, he picked up the long sword that Ning Qinglian had dropped on the ground and walked towards Wang Zhong.

One-step.

One-step.

Slowly but surely.

On the field, except for the whining of the wind and the faint thunder from the distant sky, there was no sound.

Everyone's eyes widened.

This battle, until now, has finally settled down.

The Bai family is worthy of being one of the four top families.

"Hahahahahaha......ha

Uncle Bai had walked less than half the distance, and suddenly there was a burst of laughter in the sky.

This laughter contains an extremely arrogant, domineering and murderous charm.

The laughter was followed by a buzzing sound, like countless flies chirping in my ears.

Black dots flew up from one side of the woods and gathered in the air, densely packed, and it was impossible to count how many there were, and the hearts of those who watched it were numb.

The black dots slowly condensed, gradually forming the appearance of a person.

First the torso, then the limbs, then the head, and finally, the complete formation of a person.

A real person.

He is about 1.6 meters tall, and he is wearing a pitch-black robe with only two eyes exposed. If you look closely, you will find that the clothes on his body are all formed by dense insects.

He stood in front of Uncle Bai and laughed loudly, "Haha, white little snake, do you remember me?" ”

"Miao Jiang Gu King!" Seeing this person, Uncle Bai took a deep breath and shouted loudly as if he had seen a ghost on a night walk.

"How is that possible?"

"How could it be you?"

"Aren't you long dead?"

He took several steps back, and Uncle Bai's eyes showed extreme disbelief.

Uncle Bai can't even dream of this person!

Miao Jiang Gu King was a famous big man at the end of the previous dynasty. At that time, Uncle Bai was only in his twenties, and he was in his prime.

Everyone who has lived from that era to the present will never forget the Gu King of Miao Jiang!

Just because, the four people of Miao Jiang Gu King are in the hearts of many people. It's an eternal nightmare.

Miao Jiang Gu King became famous during the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Movement, where there is war, there is his shadow.

His purpose is not to help any side achieve hegemony, but to release his worms after the battle is over, and use the countless heroic spirits that died on the battlefield to raise his Gu worms.

Those years of devastation were like a fish in water for him, and the speed of his strength progress could be said to be a thousand miles.

It was under that circumstance that the Miao Jiang Gu King refined to the highest level of Gu art, an immortal body.

The immortal body is not actually immortal, but it is infinitely close to immortality.

After a special method, he refined every ** body of his body and every piece of flesh and blood on his body into Gu worms and turned them into pieces.

Every Gu worm is equivalent to a part of his life.

Unless he killed all the Gu worms, he wouldn't be able to completely kill him at all.

As long as he is given enough time, he will be able to fully recover.

Miao Jiang Gu King became more and more powerful, and finally caused the family to be uneasy, about seventy years ago, the head of the four major families called on all the masters of the family and finally killed Miao Jiang Gu King!

However, I didn't expect that after 70 years, he would appear in the world again!

Thinking of this, Uncle Bai was almost frightened!

The ancestor of the Bai family is already unconscious, if the Gu King of Miao Jiang really wants to avenge the revenge of the year, the other families have the support of the ancestors, it is okay to say.

And the Bai family, there is no one who is his opponent at all.

In case he really kills Changbai Mountain, there is only one way for the Bai family to be exterminated!

Glancing at Uncle Bai, Miao Jiang Gu King laughed again, shook his head and said, "You stupid pigs, don't you just take a look, why has there been thunder in the sky?" Haha, stupid pigs, all stupid pigs! ”

"This set of Heaven Destroying Jedi Great Array arranged by my old man was originally intended to be used at the world's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference to wipe everyone out. Now, haha, try it on you guys now! ”

"Delicious blood food, it's all food for my baby worm!" (To be continued.) )