Is it crazy?

Crazy enough,

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But no one said anything to refute it.

Is Wuchen stupid?

It's stupid too,

He really wanted to argue with Nangong Miao, who was at the top of the rookie disciple strength ranking.

Even Nangong Miao was shocked by Wuchen's words just now.

Especially the sentence of Wuchen, I am a divine dragon swimming in the sky, how can you scum be insulted?

How confident does it take to say such crazy words?

At least he Nangong Miao can't.

Nangong Miao sneered: "I want to see who is the stepping stone of whom?"

Nangong Miao jumped forward, his right hand was slightly pulled back, and only a crisp click was heard in the ear chakra, and it was discharged to the black dust.

Nangong Miao's palm did not carry the slightest momentum, as if it was a casual blow.

But Wuchen clearly remembered the crisp sound, but he didn't know where it came from.

Perception tells Wuchen that this is not good.

But in the face of the oncoming palm, Wuchen did not hesitate at all, roared lowly, and raised his right hand to meet it.

Wuchen also wanted to see how far apart his cultivation results were from this Martial Realm Fivefold Martial Artist.

I only heard a soft snap, and the palms of the two intersected.

The voice was clear but not harsh, like two acquaintances high-five in celebration.

Nangong Mioma always had a smile on her face.

Even if the palms of the two are next to each other, it is no exception.

Wuchen was in his heart. The force from the other party's palm was not as huge as he imagined, but surprisingly light.

"Not good!" Wuchen snorted, hurriedly trying to withdraw from his palm.

At this time, the corners of Nangong Miao's mouth grinned: "I don't know until now, it's too late!"

Wuchen only felt that his palm was absorbed, and he couldn't pull it back for a while.

At this time, as soon as the word "late" came out, Wuchen only felt that his hand slipped. Nangong Miao's palm slapped on his chest without any stagnation.

With a muffled sound, a huge force smashed like a river.

Wuchen only felt that his chest was cracked, his internal organs were surging, and he could no longer hold his body, so he had to retreat.

Two more soft sounds came from Nangong Miao's body, but when he saw his right palm flipped, he bent into a fist, and his fist was less than three inches away from Wuchen's chest, and it suddenly pushed forward.

Hit Dusty Dust in the chest again.

This time, the power was almost double that of the previous palm, and Wu Chen was hit again before he could recover from the opponent's attack just now.

Three soft sounds rang out.

Nangong Miao snorted coldly in his mouth, the cold light flashed in his eyes, his right fist swirled, turned his fist into a palm, pressed it on Brother Wuchen's mouth, and shook forward hard!

This time, the black dust finally couldn't resist it, and the whole body actually flew into the air.

People are in the air, only listening to the crisp sound of bones clicking.

Wuchen's sternum was actually shattered and dented under Nangong Miao's three blows.

All this happened only in the moment of lightning. Nangong Miao thundered and jingled, sending out three waves of attacks, and landed firmly on Wuchen.

There was silence, as if death.

The dark clouds in the sky converge and come and go, like an abyss demon parading through the sky.

People all know that Nangong Miao is a famous figure in the sixth region of the Qianlong Wall, and his cultivation and potential are impeccable.

Although Wu Chen's cultivation is not high, judging from his crazy cultivation, the foundation must be excellent.

And after all, both of them are new disciples, even if there is a gap between Duwu and Mad Martial Arts, it will not be so huge.

But at this moment, it seems that compared with Nangong Miao, Wuchen is simply a firefly to Haoyue, and the gap cannot be reasoned.

However, a discerning person can know at a glance that it is not that the black dust at the peak of the Duwu Realm is too weak, but that the Nangong Miao of the Crazy Martial Five is too strong.

Outrageously strong, simply inhuman.

"What a move, the Yangtze River Three Stacked Waves!Brother Nangong, it is indeed the existence of the first new disciple of my Dao Divine Palace Martial Dao!" Mo Qianlong stood behind and stroked his palms and praised.

It's just that he said that, but the light in his eyes was a little uncertain.

He was wondering if he could take the other party's trick if he replaced Wuchen with himself.

The three waves of the Yangtze River, with each crisp sound, soar twice in power.

The three crisp sounds are full eight times the power, and it would be strange if the dust really took it.

What's even more terrifying is that these three blows all hit Wuchen's chest, and there was no waste at all.

The sternum is broken and dented, it is just a trivial matter, but I am afraid that Wuchen's viscera has been shattered and reduced to a waste.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but look at the black dust fifteen zhang away.

I saw him half-kneeling on the ground, holding the ground with his two hands, so that he would not fall.

Looking at the ground in front of him, Wuchen finally didn't hold back, "Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The bright red blood, the bluestone ground that was instantly dyed red, penetrated silently.

In this way, Wuchen maintained this posture, motionless for a long time.

"This black dust won't die. ”

"What's wrong, motionless?"

"Nangong Miao is too strong, he is not unjustly lost. ”

"Look, didn't he just say that he was a divine dragon flying in the sky?"

"I think I'm just a humble bug. ”

"Don't talk about it, I can't bear to see him like this. ”

People kept whispering, but no one dared to speak loudly, for fear that they would attract Nangong Miao's anger.

That's when it happened.

A roar of thunder rang out from the depths of the dark sky, and the dark clouds rolled and boiled.

Then a gust of wind blew.

In the midst of the surging wind and clouds, Wuchen's figure moved.

I saw him slowly stand up, and the wind blew his long hair, revealing a smiling face and a pair of eyes faintly flashing with a few rays of fanaticism.

His thumb wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Wuchen spat a mouthful of blood on the ground.

The next moment, I saw him raise his head and stride towards Nangong Miao, as if he was not facing the enemy Nangong Miao, but visiting the scenery.

Everyone was taken aback, what does this mean?

He didn't perform the exercises, but he didn't use the exercises, and he used martial arts, is this the rhythm of finding death?

It's a very eerie picture.

On the one hand, the crack in Wuchen's sternum is extremely clear, and the blood is constantly flowing down, and even people can see his internal organs beating.

On the other hand, Wuchen is generally strolling around and striding around.

Especially his weird smile, under the light of lightning, like a ghost, unforgettable.

Nangong Miao was surprised that after Wuchen completely endured the three waves of the Yangtze River, not only did he not die, but he was able to stand up.

But when I thought about it, since I could fly him the first time, I could fly him a second time and a third time.

Strong resistance to hitting, is it a natural live target?

Nangong Miao sneered, and at this time, Wuchen had already come to him.

"I don't know what to live or die!

Five crunchy clicks.

The so-called three waves of the Yangtze River are not only three attacks. It is said that the Yangtze River has three stacked waves, and the highest person in history has achieved nine sounds. But for thousands of years, the secret method of nine rings has long been lost, and the highest is only seven rings.

The limit of Nangong Miao is six sounds, and the five rings of the Yangtze River three-fold waves are close to the limit of Nangong Miao.

It will only be used against martial artists who are one level higher than him.