Chapter 263: Heavenly Martial Thirteen Style

"Good!"

The Korean side opened a fist fight, signaling Wu Xingkong to just do it.

Wu Xingkong did not hesitate, and rushed over to the Han side.

He leaped into the air and kicked five or six in mid-air in an instant.

I saw the shadows of the feet superimposed, like a huge wave coming continuously, mighty waves.

The sky seemed to change color under this leg.

"Wave legs!"

"This is the first form of the Twelve Heavenly Martial Arts, I didn't expect him to really cultivate this set of ancient martial arts!"

In the crowd, someone exclaimed!

Wu Xingkong's performance once again amazed everyone.

The power of each of the twelve styles of Tianwu should not be underestimated, and the power is not bad.

But if the twelve styles are fused together, it is even more powerful, unmatched, and there was an ancestor of the martial arts family who relied on this set of ancient martial arts to shock the world and sweep in all directions.

In the face of this move, the Han side did not have to dodge, because he knew that as long as he took a step back against people like Wu Xingkong, he would fall into disadvantage.

So he raised his arms high and responded with the Seven Ways of Killing the Gods.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, Han Fang was forced to retreat a few steps by Wu Xingkong, and kicked the ground with both feet, so that he didn't let himself be too embarrassed.

Han Fang scolded angrily in his heart, if it weren't for his fear of revealing his identity, how could he give Wu Xingkong such an advantage.

Sure enough, Wu Xingkong succeeded in one move, and immediately continued to rush forward, his figure was like lightning, and he flew up with a kick.

Kick it out and the air explodes!

It's like thunder!

Han Fang's luck Jiuyang True Qi cooperated with the Seven Styles of Killing God to start a counterattack.

"Oh! Martial arts are good! ”

"Wu Xingkong killed him!"

……

The stands were full of people cheering for Wu Xingkong, and Wu Linfeng was looking at the scene in front of him with Erlang's legs cocked.

In his eyes, the current uncle Wu Xingkong is invincible.

Wu Xingkong and Han Fang began to tremble in close proximity, and Han Fang wanted to perform a big free step, and finally opened the distance between the two people.

Who knew that Wu Xingkong picked up speed again and began to maneuver with the South Korean side at a strange pace.

The Han side was also beaten out of anger at this time, and in the face of the martial arts twelve styles, he didn't have to dodge, and let the opponent's attack hit his body.

And the Korean side is angry and dantian, running the heavenly demon hand, and exchanging injuries with Wu Xingkong.

Attacking the door of Wu Xingkong's face.

When Wu Xingkong saw this scene, the corner of his mouth sneered, he didn't underestimate this Jiang Yunlong.

However, Jiang Yunlong's means of dealing with his own offense are too simple, and in addition to passive defense, he can only rely on his body to maneuver.

At this time, the method of exchanging injuries for injuries was used, so there was only one reason, that is, the other party's cultivation was not profound, but the cultivation method was relatively profound.

In this way, the opponent can be taken by surprise with a devastating move, and he will be killed.

Thinking of this, Wu Xingkong no longer hid his strength, and fully mobilized all his internal strength.

Stepping on the ground with one foot, there was a loud bang, and this step directly stepped out of a huge pit on the playing field.

Then one hand continued to attack the Korean side, and the other hand blocked the Korean side's Heavenly Demon hand.

After the collision between the two sides, it was almost like Mars hitting the earth, and the whole site was dusty.

But the Korean side moved sideways, and Wu Xingkong did not move.

"Huh? This martial arts force actually fused the twelve styles of Tianwu! ”

Li Mu looked solemn in the stands, this martial artist was young, and he actually fused the twelve styles of Tianwu with the cultivation of the Shidan realm, and he was really a genius of Tianzhong.

The rise of the samurai is unstoppable.

Looking at that Jiang Yunlong, Li Mu's face became more and more ugly.

At this time, a member of the Li family came to Li Mu's side and whispered a few words in Li Mu's ear, Li Mu was first shocked and then ecstatic in his heart, and asked, "Are you sure?" ”

The man nodded.

Li Mu interlaced his fingers, tried his best to cover up the turmoil in his heart, tried not to be discovered, called Li Siming, and gave a few orders.

Li Siming was just about to go down, but Li Mu solemnly instructed him: "You must do it cleanly, and you must not be discovered by other families!" ”

Li Siming replied with a smile: "Don't worry, old ancestor, apart from losing to Wu Xingkong, I have disappointed you." ”

Then he turned and walked away.

The duel on the field has entered the white heat, and after Wu Xingkong fuses the twelve styles of Tianwu, the whole person is like a god of war possessed, able to pull out the mountain and destroy the city.

The Korean side is still playing with injuries for injuries, not dodging, and bombarding his attacks on Wu Xingkong's body.

Wu Xingkong flew up and kicked at the South Korean side, and the South Korean side blocked with both hands, but the whole person hit a rock.

In an instant, the rock was shattered by the powerful force.

The spectators in the stands were already dumbfounded, they had never seen such a strong Shi Dan Realm.

Even many powerhouses above the Shi Dan Realm frowned, looking at this martial artist differently.

As for Jiang Yunlong, he is no longer an opponent of martial arts at all, he can only be tired of parrying, and defeat is only a matter of time.

"I repeat! Throw in the towel, you're no match for me! ”

Wu Xingkong stopped in between attacks and said in a cold voice.

Han Fang stood still, glanced at Wu Xingkong and said, "You talk a lot of nonsense!" ”

Wu Xingkong shook his head helplessly, he would come up with his killer weapon next, once it was deployed, he thought that this Jiang Yunlong would definitely die.

But the Korean side was also moved, and was beaten by Wu Xingkong.

He ran Jiuyang Jue to the fastest speed, and the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling, and he rushed towards Wu Xingkong.

Wu Xingkong shouted: "Tianwu Thirteenth Style!" ”

For a while, the sand and rocks flew away, and the sky was dark, and even the spectators in the stands narrowed their eyes.

Many people only saw that Jiang Yunlong, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and rushed to Wu Xingkong like looking for death.

Put your palms together and use all your strength to pull the wind back.

The palm wind is mixed with sand and gravel, like a giant python that pounces on the animal, and is about to swallow the Korean side with its bloody mouth open.

"The thirteenth style of Tianwu created by my uncle, except for the old monster in the transformation period, no one can take it down, this kid is dead!"

Wu Linfeng muttered to himself.

"What kind of move is this, so powerful."

"Such a powerful move must not be something that the Shi Dan Realm can make, and Wu Xingkong will not have already stepped into the transformation."

"It's impossible, the challenge doesn't allow the powerhouses of the Transfiguration Realm to participate."

"Hey, that shit Yun Jiang Yunlong won't be killed by Wu Xingkong."

"I've seen enough to get it."

……

Han Fang didn't expect Wu Xingkong to be able to use such a powerful martial art, but this was not impossible for him to take.

It's just that the Korean side, which has moved the real fire, wants to decide the victory with Wu Xingkong.

The Heavenly Demon Hand exuded the characteristics of the Absolute Yang under the cooperation of the Nine Yang Jue, and his hands became hot and fiery as if they had been poured out of molten iron.

If the Seven Styles of Killing God are extremely lethal moves for hand-to-hand combat, then the Heavenly Demon Hand is the winner of the hand-to-hand battle with one move.

He charged indomitably in the thirteenth style of Tianwu's palm, and his fiery hands met the huge amount of the peak python.

At that moment, it was as if the world had lost its color, and the spectators in the stands held their breath and couldn't believe their eyes.

Even Jiang Ruozhi, who was invisible, couldn't help but stand up and looked at the center of the field.