Chapter 1182: The Last Food Yuan Gu

Wang Yinghe was fierce and pounced blatantly. Vertices M. updates the fastest

If the previous two blows were just a tentative attack, then now, he is obviously going to really do it, to get serious.

Perform real boxing techniques and fight in close quarters.

Such an attack, which is almost equivalent to the superposition of the previous two attack methods, is very dangerous and dangerous.

However, Chu Qingyun was not afraid of this, and even took the initiative to move forward and wave his sword to meet the attack.

Although the ninth-level Martial Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon Hall is strong, Chu Qingyun also has his own hole cards and reliance, and he really fights with his life, and he may not know who will kill whom.

"Lion's Roar!"

"Kenji!"

The fist was fierce, condensed on Wang Yinghe's fist, and smashed down with the terrifying power of his ninth-level Martial Emperor.

Chu Qingyun's long sword slashed out, the sword light was shining, and a sword slashed up.

Rumble!

Under the blow, Chu Qingyun's body trembled again, and he was under tremendous pressure, and his face became a little pale.

But Wang Yinghe's punch was also broken in an instant, and the purple fist power shattered, bursting into a cold wind.

However, it is different from the previous Han Yan.

This lion's roar fist is a punch created by Wang Yinghe's "fist intent" to reach the low-level perfection and integrate it.

In other words, every time he punches, he can do whatever he wants, without hindrance.

A punch was broken, Wang Yinghe did not pause, and his other hand clenched his fist again, and he slammed into Chu Qingyun.

As a ninth-level martial emperor of the Heavenly Dragon Palace, his boxing skills are also very exquisite.

"Kenji!"

Chu Qingyun gritted his teeth and swung his sword again to meet the attack, but he was once again beaten to the point that his body trembled, and the blood flames jumped.

With his current strength, it was obviously too reluctant to deal with the ninth-level Martial Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon Palace.

Wang Yinghe exerted all his strength, and the power of each punch was much greater than Chu Qingyun.

In the face of Wang Yinghe's all-out attack, Chu Qingyun could only take a defensive position, and it was difficult to have a chance to counterattack.

But Wang Yinghe couldn't beat Chu Qingyun at all for a while, although he had the upper hand and had an advantage, he couldn't quickly transform it into a victory.

"Chu Qingyun, don't struggle, I have to admit that your strength is indeed very strong, even comparable to some ninth-level martial emperors, but compared to me, you are still far behind!"

"Give up, you have only one way to die!"

"Give up early, I can still give you a good time, otherwise when I hurt you, you will die a miserable death!"

......

Gaining the upper hand, Wang Yinghe began to use words, trying to put psychological pressure on Chu Qingyun and force him to show his flaws.

But Chu Qingyun didn't pay attention to it at all, and there was no wave in his heart.

Because he still has a lot of means, and he didn't use them at all.

After nearly a hundred moves in the fierce battle, Chu Qingyun's face was pale, he had already suffered a slight injury, and a meridian in his body began to ache faintly.

And Wang Yinghe is also a little impetuous.

If you fight with a ninth-level or eighth-level Martial Emperor and fight a hundred moves, it is nothing, it is a normal thing.

But to deal with a fifth-level Martial Emperor, it took a hundred moves, and he hadn't even won it yet, and there was no tendency to win it at all.

This made Wang Yinghe feel embarrassed in his heart.

He is a dying man, how can he stand this kind of anger.

"Hercules Ape!"

In the fierce battle, Wang Yinghe let out a low cry and displayed his martial soul, and a ten-meter-high martial soul phantom appeared behind him.

Sixth-order martial spirit.

It was a black ape, but it was somewhat deformed, and its right arm was unusually large, one-third the size of its body.

The phantom of the divine ape opened its mouth, and a jet-black light spat out, merging into Wang Yinghe's right arm.

Then, his right arm also swelled in a large circle, surrounded by black power.

"Haha, Chu Qingyun, go die!"

Wang Yinghe punched out, and the fist style was even stronger.

Chu Qingyun used Sword Two, swinging his sword to meet the attack, but this time, the sword light was immediately shattered, and the huge fist power exploded, knocking his whole person upside down and retreating more than ten meters.

With the added power of a sixth-order soul technique, the balance of battle seemed to be broken in an instant.

After all, the power of soul skills will increase with the improvement of the martial arts realm.

The same sixth-order soul technique, the power of the ninth-level Martial Emperor was obviously far superior to that of the fifth-level Martial Emperor.

"Hahaha, Chu Qingyun, see if you're not dead this time!"

Wang Yinghe laughed, his heart was greatly excited, the strength in his body surged, and he strode towards Chu Qingyun.

As long as you can fight back and form an overwhelming advantage, then it will be easy to win.

With this kind of strength, a few more punches, Chu Qingyun will really be injured, why not knead with him when the time comes?

"Martial Soul ......"

Chu Qingyun's eyes condensed slightly.

His Golden Thread Ten Star Vine Martial Soul has also been upgraded to the sixth order, and with his control over the Martial Soul, if he uses it, it is enough to fight against Wang Ying and this Martial Soul.

But after thinking about it for a while, Chu Qingyun still gave up this plan.

Even if he casts his martial spirit, he will still be at a disadvantage, and the power of the Golden Thread Ten Star Vine is not enough to reverse the situation.

And now that he has suffered some minor injuries, if he continues to fight, the injuries will definitely worsen, or even turn into serious injuries.

Chu Qingyun shook his head, "That's it, anyway, I've seen it myself, the strength of the ninth-level Martial Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon Hall is over, and it's time to end it, since you want to kill me, then don't blame me for being unkind!"

Chu Qingyun moved with murderous intent.

Prepare to end this battle.

But Wang Yinghe didn't notice it, and even opened his mouth to laugh, "Chu Qingyun, I know now that I shook my head, but it's too late, I'm going to completely abolish you today, and then kill you!"

"When death is imminent, you dare to speak out!"

Chu Qingyun smiled coldly, the sword light on the long sword was fierce, and he took the initiative to stab Wang Yinghe with a sword.

"Lion's Roar!"

Wang Yinghe shouted, his swollen and enlarged right fist clenched, and the purple fist power condensed, and smashed into the sword light with a punch.

Boom!

Under the blow, Chu Qingyun's body trembled violently again.

But this time, he didn't retreat, but his figure flashed, and his other hand was already prepared, and a short sword of Yuan Force swung out, breaking through Wang Yinghe's protective Yuan Force, and then slapped it with a palm.

"Look for death!"

When his body was sneak attacked, Wang Yinghe was immediately furious, and knocked Chu Qingyun back a hundred meters with one punch.

Without a sword defense, he was punched, and Chu Qingyun spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn't care at all, but his face was a little pity.

"The last food yuan Gu has also been used......"

If you want to kill Wang Yinghe, in addition to the Eating Yuan Gu, you can also use some other means, such as casting illusions, or devouring power.

But that's not safe after all, if you don't kill him and let him escape, it will be troublesome.

Therefore, Chu Qingyun finally chose to use the Food Yuan Gu.

After the Shi Yuan Gu was beaten, Chu Qingyun even directly put away the long sword in his hand, took out two emperor-level healing pills, and took them.

With a relaxed face, he had no intention of continuing to fight. (To be continued.) )