Chapter 53: The Wei family's hand was broken

Everyone doesn't know that this is the three brothers of the He family, the real demon stunt!

Their three brothers are triplets, born from one child, and they have the same aura.

Therefore, in their cultivation since childhood, they have studied this secret technique of "three-dimensional one", fusing the strength of three people into one person to maximize combat power.

This secret technique, they have never revealed in front of outsiders, and it is usually reserved for the final killing move.

But today, in order to defeat the difficult corpse puppet and regain the face of the Jiangdong Yin and Yang Realm, they had no choice but to give it a go.

The three brothers of the He family, at this time, only the eldest was left standing upright, and the second and third were all sitting on the ground, without any movement like the old monk passing away.

Boss He picked up the demon slashing knife, jumped in the air, and slashed it with one sword.

For a while, the wind was raging around the ring, and the body of the little monk rolled several times in the wind.

The corpse puppet Tong San did not dodge, raised his iron arm, and resisted the knife stubbornly.

"Thorn-"

The demon slashing knife slashed at the corpse puppet's arm, making a piercing sound of metal rubbing, making the scalps of the whole audience tingle.

The knife failed, and Boss He did not hesitate to cut it down with another knife.

This knife, the corpse puppet failed to resist, and the steel-like body was cut out of a knife mark of dozens of centimeters.

"Roar—"

The corpse golem let out a wail like the roar of a wild beast, and its massive body took a few steps back.

"Our three-dimensional one, we have never been defeated!"

Boss He didn't spare his hand at all, and pursued it as fast as he could, and the demon slashing knife in his hand continued to swing down like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

"Bell-"

"Thorn-"

For a moment, the corpse puppet was cut back again and again.

Just when everyone thought that the three heroes of the He clan could defeat the corpse puppet, the situation of the battle changed again.

Yan Tianli, who was sitting next to him watching the battle, took out a bell out of nowhere and shook it rhythmically.

"Suzu, Suzu—"

Two short and one long bells rang out, and the corpse puppet, which had been defeated and retreated, suddenly stood still and stopped retreating.

His body swelled with the ringing of the bell, reaching a height of three meters and one floor!

Moreover, the corpse puppet's body burst out with a strong evil aura, and the original bronzed skin gradually became pitch black.

He jerked his head up and grabbed the Demon Slayer Broadsword with his bare hands!

Boss He was dumbfounded, "This ....... How is this possible! ”

He exerted his strength and tried to withdraw the knife, but he was held so tightly that he couldn't pull it out.

The corpse puppet copper three, the big black hand clenched hard, and only heard a 'click'.

The three-in-one demon slashing knife was actually broken by the waist!

Before Boss He could react, the corpse puppet blasted up with a punch and a strong aura.

"Ahh

The demon slashing knife fell to the ground, Boss He screamed, his body shot out backwards, and he almost fell into the ring, kneeling on one knee, gasping for breath.

"Poof—"

"Poof—"

At the same time, Boss He's two siblings also spurted out a mouthful of blood each, and their bodies began to shake constantly.

Their three-dimensional one is certainly powerful, but it also has shortcomings, and the disadvantage is that one person is injured, three people are injured, one person dies, and three people die!

The corpse puppet bronze three, one step at a time, slowly walked up to Boss He, and raised his iron fist.

As soon as he punched, Boss He was already seriously injured and unable to return to the sky, if he was punched again, he would probably burp his fart.

He burped, but he was a corpse with three lives, and from now on, there would be no more He Sanxiong in the world.

Ye Qiuyang, who was in the audience, shook his head when he saw this, this three brothers of the He family, the secret technique of turning into one is really good, but it's a pity that their cultivation is still too low, and they can't even beat a corpse puppet.

Seeing that the corpse puppet's fist was about to smash down, Wei Wuji, the head of the Wei family, finally moved!

Wei Wouji slapped the chair, and his body shot out like a crossbow arrow, flying more than ten meters into the air, and landing in the ring.

When it was too late, his red right hand easily pinched the corpse puppet's fist.

Wei Wuji slapped away the corpse puppet with one palm, and then took the three brothers of the He family, who were about to lift the state of "three-dimensional one", and brought them out of the ring one by one.

After doing this, he returned to the ring, without nonsense, and rushed towards the corpse puppet at incredible speed.

When the "Thirteen Palms of Breaking Evil" was unfolded, people could only see the afterimage left by Wei Wouji's palms, like a blood-colored lotus flower blooming.

There was a tall corpse puppet with a floor, and in front of Wei Wuji, he only had to defend.

As the saying goes, "if you keep it for a long time, you will lose", Wei Wuji finally grasped the flaw and shouted, "Break!" ”

His blood-red right palm slapped heavily on the corpse puppet's chest, and the corpse puppet's huge body floated into the air.

Wei Wou-Ki tiptoed a little, came into the air, from top to bottom, and slapped again.

"Boom-"

The corpse golem was shot down from the air, smashing a huge depression in the ring, stirring up a cloud of dust.

After a while, the corpse puppet got up from the ground, but as soon as it stood up, it shook twice and then fell to the ground, and there was no more movement.

Corpse puppet copper three, die!

Wei Wou-Ki stood with his hands in his hands, narrowing his eyes,

"You corpse puppet, the evil qi protects the body and is invulnerable, although it is powerful, but it's a pity, our Wei family specializes in overcoming evil qi!"

Even the corpse puppet of the He family, who couldn't win even after fighting with his life, was actually easily solved by Wei Wuji?

The entire underground boxing arena was silent, and it took about two or three minutes before anyone stood up and cheered.

"The Wei family master is mighty-"

"The Wei family master is mighty-"

Wei Wuji raised his head slightly, "Yan Tianli, right?" I don't care where you come from, I advise you to go back to your hometown, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

"Hehehe~"

Yan Tianli let out a strange laugh, threw away the bell casually, and stood up,

"Okay, it's worthy of being the head of the Great Yin and Yang family, and he can actually kill my pet, amazing!"

"But," he paused, "Jiangdong Yin and Yang Realm, I'm going to decide!" ”

"You're going to settle on a good one~" Wei Wuji took a deep breath, "It seems that you are going to be buried in Jiangdong!" ”

He condensed his spiritual power, raised his palm, and once again performed the Wei family's unique stunt "Breaking the Thirteen Palms".

The speed of the palm is so fast that it smashes down like a storm.

Yan Tianli didn't dodge, didn't even block, let Wei Wuji bombard, the black cloak on his body was beaten to pieces, but the person was still standing there intact.

"What...... What the? ”

Wei Wou-Ki soon realized that something was wrong.

I saw that under Yan Tianli's tattered cloak, it was covered with blue-gray scales, protecting his body like armor.

This...... Is it a human or a demon?

Yan Tianli slowly took off his hood, revealing his face that was also covered with scales,

"Master Wei, you've been fighting for a long time, it's time for me to warm up, right?"

He raised his green claws, made a sudden move, and struck out.

Wei Wuji poured out all his spiritual power and raised his palms to greet him.

The two palms collided, and in the next second, Yan Tianli suddenly turned his palm into a claw and stabbed into Wei Wuji's palm with his sharp nails.

"Hmm-"

Wei Wouji snorted and wanted to get out of his palm, but it was too late.

Yan Tianli's other claw quietly struck Wei Wuji in the chest.

"Poof—"

Wei Wouji's body ejected, and it took a few meters before he could barely hold his feet.

His stabbed right hand, trembling, dripping blood the same color as his skin from it, finally dripped into the ring.

"Tick, tick—"

Looking at the chest where Wei Wouji was hit, it was sunken down an inch, and the clothes showed a large hole, forming a claw-shaped trace.