"The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world!"

The knives and hammers collided again. Wu Gan struggled to resist, and Wu Zi was defeated and retreated.

This was really the most humiliating battle he had ever fought since he cultivated martial arts.

Between the opponent's shots, there are no moves at all. Only swing the sledgehammer and smash it all around. It's like a mountain pressing on the top, nothing is broken, nothing is indestructible.

"Damn! I'm fighting with you! ”

Wu Gan's mouth and nose oozed blood, like a mad demon.

He retreated and practiced penance at the top of Taiyin Peak, after stepping into the middle of the Great Dynasty Yuan. I thought that the young generation of the eight tribes of the Holy Clan, except for the black one of the kamikaze department, no one could compete with them anymore.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came down the mountain, he was beaten by a little warrior like an ant. The other party's cultivation is in the realm, and it is obviously far lower than himself. However, the source is strong, and the combat power is against the sky.

And the giant hammer in his hand is even more strange and abnormal. Between the dark purple essences beating in the vastness, the killing aura is like an abyss like the sea.

Every time the hammer is struck, the sound of the devil crying god is everywhere. Stirring up Wu Gan's distraction, ten percent of the combat power is at most seven or eighty percent, so it is not the opponent of the other party.

"Wusheng séance**!"

Suddenly, a terrifying aura that made heaven and earth tremble burst out from Wu Gan's body.

"Dangchang!"

A dull voice that tickles the eardrums. Qing Ji was forced to blow a thousand pounds, but for the first time, he was blocked in mid-air.

"Wind Tiger Cloud Dragon, too void. Nine thunderbolts, black saint séance! ”

In the terrible roar, Wu Gan's body cracked. Purple electricity enveloped him layer by layer like a snake flying.

"Good, good. Little ants, they actually forced me to this point, give me death! ”

Wu Gan's eyes were full of fierce light. With a flick of his arm, he took away the long knife. Directly picked up his fists and smashed wildly against the huge hammer.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

As if possessed by a fierce spirit, every punch of Wu Gan seemed to have a terrifying power like pulling out mountains and seas.

was originally a hammer in his hand, and the majestic Qingji was suddenly shocked and fell backwards, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

Wu Gan's cultivation realm was already much higher than him, and at this moment, he actually used the "Wusheng Séance**" that damaged his essence source.

This "Wusheng séance**", Qingji has seen it twice in the battle with Wu Jun and Wu Feng.

However, at this moment, it was displayed by a truly strong person like Wu Gan, and the momentum of destroying the world and even the boundless murderous aura of the big hammer was severely suppressed.

The life-saving secret method created by the great sage Wu Hou is not trivial.

"Hahahaha, boy! Where is your majesty? This time, I will beat you to the ground, you can't survive, you can't ...... death."

Wu Gan's face was full of smirks, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger. With each step, the earth shook and the void twisted.

"Brother Qingji, this Wugan is crazy! Hurry up and avoid it, don't fight him! ”

Dan Qing'er and the others were shocked.

The battle between the two just now was lightning fast, and everything happened in an instant.

They never expected that the Qingji giant hammer swept and could beat Wu Gan with a head and a rat, and in the end they were even forced to use the "Wusheng Séance**".

You must know that this secret method is a life-saving study created by the Great Sage Wu in order to take into account the intermittent survival of the Wu clan. The higher the realm cultivation, the stronger the power of this method, but the more terrifying the consequences are.

Just like Wu Gan, no matter whether he wins or loses in this battle, after going back this time, he will cultivate and fall lightly, and directly withdraw from the Great Dynasty Source Realm. The most important thing is that the muscles and veins around the body are cracked, and he has since become a waste.

It can also be seen from this that the current Wugan is indeed furious to the extreme. Do not hesitate to abolish the martial arts cultivation, but also to extinguish the celebration and then quickly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three punches again. Pulling out the mountain and covering the world, the power is infinite, and the shock makes Qingji staggered back.

Phew!

Wu Gan's body was like electricity, and the whole person was like a ghost and light smoke, chasing after him.

Before he could see what he was doing, he heard another thud, and the punch was hitting Qingji's chest.

"Oops!"

Dan Qing'er and the four teenagers all looked at each other and exclaimed.

Especially Dan Qing'er, seeing this young man who had a ridiculous entanglement with him was beaten by Wu Gan's punch, and suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart for no reason.

"Wu Gan, this kid, is really crazy! Using the Wusheng séance**, even if you win, what kind of ability is it? ”

At the top of the mountain, the mysterious boy who was originally hidden also stood up in shock. He tried to stop it now, but there was nothing he could do.

Because at this moment, after Wu Gan burned his own essence source, his martial arts cultivation surged more than three times. The terrifying aura emanating from his body made even him frightened.

Of course, if he himself also uses this method, he can easily suppress the other party and save Qingji.

But what kind of person is he? In this life, how could a world-shattering talent who asks the heavens be so stupid as to have a bad brain and self-destruct himself in order to save an unrelated kid?

Just when Qingji was hit by Wu Gan's punch, and everyone else was shocked.

In the Wu Temple on the main peak of the Wusheng Mountain, a man who exuded a sharp sword-like aura was all over his body, his eyes were firmly fixed on a golden ancient mirror hanging high above the temple wall, and his face also showed a nervous look.

The golden ancient mirror was full of clouds and smoke, and the glow flowed, and the flickering picture at this time not only clearly reflected the battle scene between Wugan and Qingji.

Even Dan Qing'er and the others who were watching the battle from the sidelines, as well as Wu Po, Wu Teng and Wu Feng who were still unconscious in the distance, and even the mysterious boy who was lurking on the top of the mountain peak, were all taken in, and it was extremely strange.

The middle-aged man who stood like a sword was none other than the strongest man in the eight tribes of the Wu Sheng clan today, the peerless master of the kamikaze department, Wu Kun.

When I saw Wu Gan relying on the séance**, a punch on Qingji's chest. This powerful man of the Eight Divisions closed his eyes and made an expression of "unbearable to witness".

It took a long time for him to open his eyes, and the look of disappointment on his face flashed. Yang Tian muttered to himself:

"If you don't do righteousness, you are brave! If you don't notice people, you are unwise! Wu Yi, this child, has wasted all my efforts to cultivate him over the years.

If you can grasp the opportunity just now, you can save Qingji in time. With this friendship, I am afraid that he will benefit immensely in the future. It's a pity ......."

Wu Kun's face showed helplessness, and he couldn't help but look at the golden ancient mirror again.

At this look, his body shook violently, and he exclaimed: "Hey, how can you not be injured?" This is a clear light...... This clear light is the legendary water and wood spirit body!

No way...... The Mizuki Spirit Body, according to legend, is a body that takes a long time to condense before the power of the Spirit Race, how can he be a human being? ”

Ukun stared at the ancient mirror in amazement. The picture shows that the young man Qingji landed safely, without even spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his mental complexion was not damaged at all.

And in front of his chest, there was a layer of light waves as clear as water, looming, gradually dissipating.

Obviously, the punch of Wu Gan's arrogance and pulling out the mountain just now hit this wave of light.

(End of chapter)