Zhang Lingjun hid in the bushes, holding his breath, he didn't dare to take a breath, and sweat was already dripping from his forehead. Through the gap between the bushes, looking at the pair of big black feet standing motionless in front of him, he almost stopped breathing, and if the man outside found him, he would be dead.

In this tense atmosphere, every minute and second is an ordeal.

Suddenly, there was a sound of slowly sliding the zipper, followed by the steaming liquid, which flowed down with a bang, and it was hearty.

Zhang Lingjun was annoyed and ashamed, jumped up, pointed to the bronze wall-like figure in front of him, and said: "Shi can be killed but not humiliated, Lao Tzu fought with you today, humiliating me in this way, what kind of ability is it?"

Thinking that he was frightened, the liquid shook intermittently three times, and there was a kind of grievance that wanted to vomit but not vomit.

Wu Chen's face is like stagnant water, and anyone who is interrupted when he urinate is not happy is unhappy, let alone him?

Zhang Lingjun hid it very well, and Wu Chen didn't find him at all, but he couldn't hold it back, so he solved it in the forest, but he coincidentally chose the location where Zhang Lingjun was hiding, which made the latter mistakenly think that he was trying to force him to show up in this way.

Seeing Wu Chen's calm face, Zhang Lingjun secretly screamed badly, maybe he didn't find out at all, it was just an urgency to urinate, and he hurriedly made a smile: "Look at the color, you've been a little hot lately, drink more herbal tea." Suddenly, with a "bang", he fell straight out and fell into the forest, humming and chirping and couldn't get up.

After Wu Chen blasted him away with a punch, he hurriedly lifted his pants and broke into the bushes, and before Zhang Lingjun could get up, the second punch had already hit, and the punch was fierce.

Zhang Lingjun hurriedly rolled away. With a bang, Wu Chen punched into the ground, reaching his elbow, which shows the power of this punch.

Zhang Lingjun has fled far away.

"I want to go, it's not that easy!"

As soon as Wu Chen's tall body moved, he blocked in front of Zhang Lingjun like a wall of flesh in the blink of an eye, murderous, "Where are you going?" rookie!"

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm about to give you a punch!" Zhang Lingjun jumped up suddenly, his strength surged out, and he hit Wu Chen in the face with a punch.

"It's not painful, it's weak, haven't you eaten. Wu Chen crooked his mouth and said contemptuously: "If you only have this level, you won't survive more than three minutes in front of me!"

Zhang Lingjun's face changed slightly, and his voice could not hide his consternation, "Don't scare me, do you think I'm scared?"

Wu Chen said in a deep voice: "Okay, let me teach you, what is boxing!" His right hand stretched out diagonally, passed under the armpit of Zhang Lingjun's right arm, grabbed his wrist with his left hand, and slammed him to the ground with a slam over the shoulder.

With a bang, the ground under Zhang Lingjun's back suddenly shattered!

Wuchen took advantage of the situation to pursue, Dou Da's fist was raised, his power surged, and he smashed down like a thunderbolt, thinking that he would end him like this!

At the moment of life and death, Zhang Lingjun's whole body slipped out, and Wu Chen smashed on the ground with a punch, and the strength spread, and the ground cracked in a large area.

Zhang Lingjun got up and changed color in shock, if this punch was on his body, he wouldn't survive nine times out of ten. But there is no time to shock him now, the enemy is currently facing the crisis just now, and he must be more careful.

"Cunning little ghost!" Wu Chen rushed towards Zhang Lingjun like a tyrannosaurus, his breath was amazingly powerful, his punches were swift, and the wind was fierce.

Zhang Lingjun is not afraid of danger, in order to improve his strength, he has worked hard, and every night after everyone is asleep, he will secretly get up and practice. Effort does not necessarily lead to results, but there must be no results if you don't work hard.

Zhang Lingjun roared angrily, and fought with Wuchen with a hard fight, the powerful offensive was extremely violent, and in the earth-shattering sound, the two figures were rolling and entangled. There was a vicious fight, dust and sand flew everywhere, and the destructive power swept away one after another.

After a round of fierce attacks, although Zhang Lingjun took all the fists of Wu Chen, the fists were already drenched in blood, and his arms were constantly spasming, panting like a cow.

"You can take dozens of punches from me, and you haven't broken your tendons yet, you're pretty good. What to do? I want to kill you more and more, little ghost. There was a kind of fanaticism in Wu Chen's eyes, staring at the young man opposite, clenching his fists, and making a gesture, quite impatient.

"Come on, I'm out of the way. Zhang Lingjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the person in front of him was really strong, not only with explosive power beyond the beast, but also with flesh and blood power far beyond ordinary people, and more importantly, so far, he didn't seem to have done his best.

"Angry sea!"

Without waiting for the other party to attack, Zhang Lingjun took the lead in shooting, and the surroundings seemed to turn into an ocean, and a monstrous wave seemed to roll up under his feet, Zhang Lingjun seemed to ride on this huge wave, and moved forward bravely, a palm slapped out, reflecting a brilliant glow, and the palm shadow was endless, like the wind blowing the forest sea, and slapped towards the military ministers.

"Although I am afraid, I can still attack first in the face of danger, this spirit is admirable, take it!"

Wu Chen's whole body is full of majestic and fierce atmosphere, 639 muscles on his body, all of them are tense, every punch is hit, which is equivalent to cannon bombardment, and its moves are even more ever-changing, shaped like flowing water, and at first glance he is a great expert in boxing.

Zhang Lingjun slapped with both palms, carrying the momentum of splitting the wind and waves, and his body moved, like a flying swallow on the sea, his body was light, even if he encountered a storm, he had to walk through the sea, tenacious and fearless.

Wu Chen was shrouded in his extremely strange palm technique, but he felt that he was in the middle of a raging wave, and the big waves stood like a mountain, rising and falling, rolling wave after wave, and slapping on him.

Every time Zhang Lingjun waved his palm, it seemed that there were waves accompanying him, and the power was extremely great, and the whole person jumped up and down around the martial arts to attack.

In fact, this set of palm techniques originated from the "Jingwei Reclamation", the small Jingwei bird rank Xishan Stone and Wood Reclamation, year after year, day after day, the spirit of never being afraid of the wind and waves, just like this set of palms, there is a kind of pride and ambition to fight the heavens and the earth.

"Body of the Rock Body!"

Wu Chen shouted violently, roaring like an angry dragon, and his whole body burst out with a force like a volcano, and the stones in the forest shook, and the stones, large and small, rolled and gathered towards him, and covered him.

In just an instant, Wu Chen turned into a huge rock monster, about twenty meters high, and a terrifying aura swept through the four fields, and the forest birds flew in shock.

It turns out that the soul of Wuchen is the "Shiji Niangniang" in the "Three Sects Search for the Gods", which is also mentioned in the novel "Romance of the Gods", and is a stone spirit who has practiced for thousands of years.

The warrior who had transformed into a rock giant raised his foot and stomped on the ground, the earth shook, and a long crack opened in an instant.

"Hahahaha...... I'm going to trample you into meat sauce next, and you won't stand and die yet!" the warrior laughed uncontrollably, quite proud.

Zhang Lingjun was shocked.