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Wu Di didn't mean to stop at all, and after one punch was blasted, the other fist was bent at the elbow to accumulate.

He bent his elbows for a moment, and the green tendons on his arms burst out, like coiled roots, and like growing luxuriant branches, the branches were forked, thick enough to be the size of a small thumb, and the thin ones were bigger than a hair, growing according to a special law, which made people look at it and be shocked.

And the strength of the muscles in his whole body seemed to be condensed into this arm by this song, and his muscles suddenly bulged one by one, showing a terrifying primordial explosive power.

At the moment when his strength was condensed to the peak, he threw another punch at the embarrassed Liao San.

airplanes

The air exploded, humming like the wings of a bee vibrating.

This action is slow, but it actually happens in a split second.

Liao San ate Wu Di's punch, his arms were very uncomfortable, and suddenly his heart trembled, and a bad feeling appeared in his heart, Wu Di's fist had reappeared less than half a meter in front of him.

Liao San was shocked, shocked and angry, and in a panic, he once again used his arms to resist in front of him.

Only two bumps were heard, and Liao San's arms felt even more numb, almost making him lose sensation in his arms.

"Damn, this kid is only in the early stage of the Birth Muscle Realm, how can he have such a powerful power? No, he must not be allowed to continue to improve!"

Liao San was also angry and frightened, like a frightened earth dog.

Wu Di is too demonic, he has a heavy treasure, he can improve his cultivation in a short time, and it seems that there are no side effects.

What made his heart palpitate even more was Wu Di's current appearance, just standing there being beaten by his two minions, and he didn't say a word when he punched and kicked like a torrential rain, he was simply a monster who didn't know pain.

The faces of the two people who had just shot at Wu Di also changed greatly, and Wu Di's perversion was the first time they understood it, and the two hurriedly retreated, for fear of being contaminated with this perverted battle again.

After taking a few steps back, the two of them were already in a cold sweat behind them, and their hearts were full of fear.

Wu Di grew up under their noses, and in less than an hour, he had already recruited enough to make them look up, what kind of demon is this!

They all began to regret a little in their hearts for provoking Wu Di, the demon, if they could kill Wu Di today, it would be okay to say, if not, they couldn't......

No one knows what the consequences will be.

After Liao San was punched again, he took a few steps back and kept a safe distance from Wu Di.

"I admit it, your talent is very strong, although I don't know what kind of means you use to improve so quickly, but, that's the end of it!"

As he spoke, Liao San's figure disappeared from everyone's sight, and a voice as cold as winter came from all directions.

"Wu Di, you should be glad that you are the one who deserves me to use the second bloodline technique!"

Bloodline Technique?!

In addition to Wu Di and Zhang Xiaohu, everyone who heard the words trembled.

This is a technique unique to stepping into the Pulse Realm.

Awaken the power of the bloodline and trace the most primitive power of the bloodline.

This kind of technique is strong and weak, and it all depends on the strength of the bloodline, which is why this world attaches so much importance to the purity of the bloodline, only when the bloodline is pure, can the most primitive and powerful bloodline technique be cast.

However, there are conditions for such a powerful spell to be cast.

It must be a cultivator above the Pulse Realm to cast it, and the consumption is huge, unless it is absolutely necessary, no cultivator will intend to use the Bloodline Technique.

It was a plan to injure 800 of yourself and 1,000 of the enemy.

Liao San also seemed to be frightened by Wu Di, and even forced out the bloodline technique.

"Great, Senior Brother Liao San actually knows the technique of bloodline and kills Wu Di...... This freak will definitely not be a problem!" One person swallowed the word 'waste wood' into his stomach.

Wu Di is a waste of firewood? So what are they? Not even waste wood?

However, there are still discerning people, for example, Fei Dong, he can see that Liao San's so-called bloodline technique is only a half-finished product, not even a half-finished product, but relying on external forces, the power of forcible operation, and the real awakening of the bloodline technique, the difference is not half a star.

Liao San also knew in his heart that he wouldn't be able to last long, so he hurriedly began to spit out, spitting out the bloodline mantra in his mouth.

An obscure ancient sound has appeared in this world.

"My vein...... Life and silt, from Dawu, born like a wind, like a thunderstorm, a life of hard and unyielding...... There is my sword above the nine heavens, there is my mind under the nine shadows, the upper and the poor fall from the Yellow Spring, the ten steps of the floating slaughter are not born for a hundred miles, the art of bloodline, the ten steps of the floating slaughter fist!"

When the mantra was recited, the momentum of Liao San's whole body suddenly stagnated, and in an instant, he began to climb violently.

His whole body continued to exude a terrifying coercion, which was only the coercion of the channelers......

Thundered.

The Great Earthquake trembled, and every cultivator who awakened the power of the bloodline was an existence that could not be ignored in heaven and earth.

Just like their ancestors, who opened the heavens and the earth, and only held the stars in their hands, the heavens and the earth were changed color.

Liao San is just a pseudo-awakened person, and he still has the terrifying power to roll the storm.

"Hahahaha, Wu Di, let you have the best talent and outstanding talent, you haven't grown up, in front of me, you are still just an ant!" Liao San's figure appeared in mid-air, laughing insolently.

"Wu Di, suffer death!"

The body is volleyed, this is a skill that only the great masters of the True Yuan Realm can really perform.

Liao San just used the special technique of bloodline to stay in the air for the time being.

In the air, Liao San took a light step.

Taking this step, his face turned pale in an instant, and there was no blood at all, as if the blood in his whole body had been drained away at this moment, which instantly made him fall into a state of weakness.

It seems that forcibly casting the bloodline technique is also a great load for him.

Suddenly, around his body, the wind was raging!

A huge fist, black, condensed in the sky above his head.

The shape of the fist is very blurry, like a barely sketched shape, like a flat painting, filled with a strange flocculent gas, which makes people feel very unstable when they look at it.

Even so, a terrifying coercion from the early stage of the Tongmai Realm suddenly descended.

Wu Di raised his head, the smile on his face unchanged.

He seemed completely unaware that he was in deep crisis.

Liao San's punch came down, if nothing else, no matter whether Wu Di had a great consummation of muscles or not, Wu Di would die.

This is a half-step punch through the pulse, which is enough to crush all the realms of the Tongmai.

Wu Di is only in the early stage of tendon growth, and he is being promoted to the middle stage of tendon growth, so can he withstand the power of this punch?

Nobody knows.

Liao San didn't say any nonsense, raised his arm, and pointed at Wu Di is light.

This finger seemed to condense everything in an instant, and time and space were all gathered on that fist under Liao San's finger.

Thundered.

With one of his fingers pointing at Wu Di,

The fist vibrate, as if it was aiming at Wu Di, and the moment it was aiming, it shot out like a cannonball.

The road it travels is full of sonic booms.

From far to near, only circles of ripples can be seen, turning over in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the general had already been led to the top of Wu Di's head.

The smile on Wu Di's face is still the same, just a pair of red pupils, which are getting deeper and deeper.

Behind the deep eyes, there is an imperceptible light of reason.

Wu Di had already been able to control his physical body again, although it was a little difficult, but if he wanted to avoid this punch, although it was difficult, he could still barely do it.

But Wu Di didn't do that.

Because he is gambling, betting that this punch can make his life and muscles perfect.

In fact, the state of raw tendon is the bottleneck realm for many people.

There are many reasons why few people can quickly pass through the Raw Muscle Realm, but the most critical one is because of the Quenching Flesh Realm.

The quenching realm strengthens people's muscles to the level of metamorphosis, and it can be said that it is difficult to make a hole in such a hard muscle and grow roots and tendons for the second time.

Breaking and standing up is the mystery of the physical realm, and it is also the only life-saving straw that Wu Di grasped.

After eating it thoroughly, it is not a problem at all to cross the body by yourself.

It is even possible to train for a perfect physical body.

When the time comes, looking at the Supreme Heaven and the realm of the physical body, who can match?!

Only now he only needs to do is to survive this punch, and use Liao San's punch to crush his muscles, so that his muscles and veins have room for secondary growth, which is where Wu Di's hope for a rapid breakthrough now lies.

This process is destined to be extremely painful.

If you endure hardship, you will become a master, and where will you get in return if you don't pay?

Wu Di told him with a trace of reason that this punch could not be dodged for him, but instead, he had to meet it.

It's like baptism.

It's more like reinventing yourself yourself.

After this punch, he will be completely reborn!

"Come on!" Wu Di hissed.

His voice was like a grinding stone, and it made a dry sound.

Liao San stood in mid-air, looking down at Wu Di, his eyes were like looking at an ant and making a final struggle.

"I don't believe it, you can still bear it...... I'm going to punch it!"

Liao's three faces are like white paper, but he has a strong self-confidence in his heart.

No one can kill people beyond the level, and the person who can kill people beyond the level is not something he can afford to provoke.

Wu Di is certainly not that kind of person, he firmly believes that he is not now, and will not be in the future.

Thundered!

Ten steps of floating slaughter fist, coming!

Wu Di faced this fist the size of a small hill, like a flat boat fluttering in the wind and waves.

The fist went from top to bottom, from Wu Di's heavenly spirit cover to the soles of Wu Di's feet.

His skin changed color in an instant.

First it is white, then red, then black.

His muscles clicked like stones tumbling in a stone crusher.

Pain!

It is no longer possible to describe Wu Di's feelings at this moment.

The muscles of his whole body are constantly being damaged, but the internal organs are completely preserved under the protection of the extremely hard muscles.

Bang!

The fist landed on the ground, directly smashing out a deep pit, revealing the black soil, which was especially abrupt in this snow-white snowfield.

Wu Di lay at the bottom of the pit, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, his face was like white paper, and his eyes were even more gloomy.

At this moment, he is like a broken candle flame, which is extinguished as soon as it blows.