Chapter Seventy-Nine: Wushuang

"It's pretty fast, Demon Suppressing Arhat Bead!"

The beads on the waist of the prison boy as a belt attacked the king as swift as a python under the blessing of spiritual power. Wang Dali didn't look at it, and swept the long knife at the speed that made the air explode.

While!

The huge blade slammed into the prison boy's neck with a loud bang. The whole person of the prison boy was slashed by this knife and crashed into the group of soldiers, causing several people to break their bones and tendons, and they were killed on the spot.

Feeling that the spiritual power of the green dragon had been almost half gone, Wang Dali loosened his grip on the green dragon glaive knife and let it fall to pieces.

In the crowd, the town prison boy stood up touching his neck. His thumb and forefinger pressed hard to make his cervical spine click.

"Isn't that incredible? Hehe. Your knife is indeed very strong, but my 'Vajra Body' is extremely resistant to spiritual power, and the attack of the undead cannot hurt me. That's why I will be used by the spiritual realm as the nemesis of the undead, guarding the black brake of a thousand machines! ”

The prison boy bowed slightly, and the formless spiritual power merged with the thousand-armed Guanyin behind him, transforming into a huge Ming King Yasha.

"Other parasitics are stronger than guardians, but in my case, I, the parasiter, are stronger than my own guardian spirits!!"

The power of the guardian spirit was superimposed on him by the prison boy, and his bare right foot slammed on the ground, and the huge anti-shock force overturned the surrounding soldiers, and rushed to Wang Dali like thunder.

"Yaksha King Ming's Fury!"

Behind him, the Yaksha King roared, his right arm engraved with scriptures exceeded three times the speed of sound, and the big fist of the sea bowl struck the king's forehead with all his might.

"Saitama will probably be happy to see you."

Saying something that made the prison boy unclear, Wang Dali also stretched out his right fist.

"Hercules Fist Second Style!"

Boom!

Two average-sized fists collided, sending a violent shockwave through the air. Wang Dali's side occupied an absolute advantage, and beat the arm of the prison boy to the contrary of the laws of the human body and flipped it backwards.

The prison boy didn't even have time to be surprised, and Wang Dali's fist hit him on the left side of the face.

As if it had been used to shoot a human in the mouth, the entire back of the prison boy's head was gone, and he fell to the ground limply.

Then Wang vigorously walked without stopping, and flew up and kicked the Yaksha Ming King's jaw. The huge guardian spirit, which was more than 100 meters tall, was kicked high by Wang Dali, and dissipated into the most basic spiritual power in mid-air.

"Just kidding, that's the Thousand-Armed Guanyin?"

Lu Shuyu, who was dressed as a middle-aged uncle, was so shocked that he even dropped the cigarette in his mouth, turned his head and shouted at Xiang Kunlun.

"Boss, what did the Imperial Spirit History do to provoke such a great god?"

"You ask me, who am I going to ask?"

Table tennis!

The halberd took the white tiger axe, and the ground under Xiang Kunlun's feet cracked, and the soil that was squeezed upwards covered half of the surface of his feet.

Xiang Kunlun twisted a huge force that was enough to break his arm, and smashed the tooth corners of the Shuangyue Fang Heavenly Halberd, and with a sonorous sound, he clasped the junction between the axe handle and the blade of the white tiger.

"Human Spirit Technique - Overlord Carrying Ding!"

The spiritual power in his body exploded, and his strength increased threefold for a while, and he was actually about to snatch this heavy axe from the hands of the white tiger.

"Slash!"

At the same time, the dragon leaped high with a long-handled straight knife and slashed at the white tiger's head. During the Yuzi period, Ji Bu and Zhong Liyi attacked the left, right, and back directions of the white tiger, pointing directly at the vital points around the white tiger's body.

In desperation, the white tiger let go of his hands and gave up his axe. He turned into a white light and rushed into the sky, and when he reappeared, he had already turned into the form of a holy beast.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The tiger roared in the mountains and forests, and the white tiger swooped down from mid-air, continuing to fight with Xiang Kunlun and others.

The king, who had solved the prison boy, landed vigorously and rushed into the army formation that had been strengthened by at least twice the defense of the trapped camp.

He picked up two spears from the ground at random and swung them in front of him like sticks. Bang bang However, in a few breaths, at least forty horsemen lost their combat effectiveness.

Seeing that this corner of the army array was about to collapse, Li Gucheng bent his bow and arrows, and performed the stunt in front of the flying general Li Guang.

"Human Spirit Technique - Yu Wu Shi Hu!"

There are poems: The forest is dark and the grass is frightened, and the general draws the bow at night. Ping Ming is looking for white feathers, but he is not in the stone tiger.

Li Gucheng knew in his heart that this move might not be able to cause much trouble to Wang Dali. In one go, he took out seven wolf tooth arrow feathers from the quiver behind him in a row, and each arrow feather took him a full ten days to condense.

"Human Soul Technique - Seven Stars Alignment!"

It's just that no matter how powerful and fast the arrow is, it's useless if it can't be shot. Wang Dali's footsteps were continuous, pulling out a series of afterimages, causing every arrow shot by Li Gucheng to fall into the air.

"Definitely!"

Dodging Li Gucheng's arrows, Wang Dali shot the spear in his hand with his hand. The spear burst broke the longbow in his hand, piercing Li Gucheng's right lung and pinning him to the stone wall behind him.

"Ahem!"

Li Gucheng opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood foam, and the trembling force that Wang vigorously attached to the spear made his heart ache, and his eyes closed and he fainted.

Jade unicorn Lu Junyi is known as the world's unparalleled stick, sitting in the second position of Shuibo Liangshan, and his spiritual loite, Lu Shuyu, is a world-class boxing champion.

But here in Wang Dali, first a spear hit the eyebrow stick in his hand, and then a knee hit the chest of the middle-aged and elderly man who was already fifty years old, and a dark energy penetrated through his body.

Lu Shuyu's spiritual power collapsed, and he was hit by Wang Dali's knee and sent out a special fusion state.

"Shield!"

Wang Dali, who had no weapons, waved at Xuanwu, and the mountain-like giant beast obediently turned into a dark shield. Wang Dali, who was wearing this shield, rampaged through the trapping camp, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, with a bloody storm behind him.

A minute later, the trap camp was nearly completely wiped out. Wang vigorously turned again, stepped on a large pit in the ground and jumped into the air.

He raised his shield in his right hand, turned around in mid-air, and smashed it hard against Mink Lingyun's beautiful little face wrapped in a helmet.

"Human Soul Technique - Ghost and God Flurry!"

Wearing the beast-faced head-swallowing chain armor, Mink Lingyun danced hurriedly with Fang Tian's halberd with both hands. The air was torn, ravaged, and driven away, and the terrible sound of the wind was like a ghost crying and howling, and one man was equal to a thousand armies.

But what Wang Dali is best at is to break ten thousand laws with one force. Let your Fang Tian draw halberd out an endless edge, he used the most violent way to crush it with the Xuanwu Shield.

Boom!

The shield engraved with basalt carvings hit the golden crown of Mink Lingyun's hair, and slapped Mink Lingyun, who was riding a red rabbit into the air. Lu Xiangong took a few vertical leaps and hugged the stunned Mink Lingyun in his arms and landed lightly.

Looking at Wang Dali, who was approaching him with a shield, Lu Xiangong smiled bitterly and lifted the special fusion with Gao Shun.

"I surrender."