Chapter 36: Hurricane
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The black dust body retreated violently and dodged.
The giant monster roared, raised a large foot and stepped on it.
Wuchen just got up, so he had to roll to the side, which was avoidable.
The earth shook and trembled, and a deep footprint appeared on the ground.
The fifty-foot tall giant is like a moving mountain, and even if one corner is hung up, it will either die or be injured.
Wuchen didn't know how to deal with it for a while, and retreated.
Agu, who was on the shoulders of the giant, couldn't help but show a trace of disdain when he saw Wuchen's exhaustive dodge, it seemed that he had overestimated this ant, and it was time to end. Thinking of this, Agu's thin fingers pointed behind Wuchen, and a puff of black smoke rose from the ground for no reason, forming a dark and lightless wall in the blink of an eye, blocking Wuchen's retreat.
At the same time, the giant's arms were as thick as houses, and he held a broken knife like a hill, and with the momentum of ten thousand pounds, he slashed wildly.
The dark dust was restrained, and he didn't know how to dodge.
Suddenly, a wild roar sounded.
A white figure rushed out of the spur and slammed into the giant.
Boom! The blood-red giant was knocked back a few steps and almost fell.
When Wuchen saw it, he was overjoyed.
"Xiaobai!" I haven't seen him for a while, Xiaobai's body size has almost doubled, he is twenty feet tall, and his snow-white fur has no flaws on his round body.
Its injuries had completely recovered, and its strength had grown to above the third order.
Xiaobai let out a low roar and came to Wuchen with a big mouth. When something falls to the ground.
Fighting fiercely with the San River that day, the lost long stick was sent over by Xiaobai. Wuchen picked up the long stick, and the familiar feeling traveled all over his body.
At this moment, the blood-red giant stabilized its torso and slammed its chest twice, making an earth-shattering sound, as if it was furious.
Then it took two long legs, one step at a time.
The earth trembled at its feet.
How can you resist such a strange giant?
Xiao Bai walked silently in front of Wu Chen, his body of nearly twenty zhang was far from the fifty zhang blood red giant, but Xiao Bai did not have the slightest cowardice.
A strong wind blew, and the sky was full of snow. Wuchen walked slowly to Xiaobai's side, looked directly at the giant in front of him, and said softly: "Show it, my martial arts!"
The muddy earth spirit bead completes the power of the earth, the five elements are complete, and the talent has returned to the black dust, what kind of strength does it have?
Boom! A dull roar of thunder rang out from the depths of the sky.
The frenzied cold wind mixed with the flying snow,
Whose sleeves were lifted in the middle of the night?
Just under Agu's cold gaze, the weak layer of Duwu Realm's heavy aura on Wuchen's body flickered slightly, reaching the second layer of Duwu Realm.
The second aura had not yet solidified, and it had risen again to become the third peak of the Duwu Realm.
The third peak aura froze for a moment, and then leaped again, and the fourth aura of the Duwu Realm appeared.
Fifth...
Sixth...
The seventh...
The thunder in the sky continued, as if it was for the sake of the young man on the ground, whose breath was rising, beating drums and cheering.
The black dust hair fluttered high, and the robes were swollen.
That selfless and supreme martial artist's momentum actually climbed to the eighth level of the Duwu Realm in one breath, and it was able to contain the momentum.
The thirteen-year-old eighth powerhouse of the Duwu Realm!
Agu's chest cavity was hit hard, and his pupils contracted for a while, what kind of demon is this? Obviously, before he took a breath, he was just a heavy ant of Duwu, and it was this blink of an eye, and the other party was under his nose, soaring to the eighth realm of Duwu Realm!
This person is so talented, if he is not removed, he will inevitably become a scourge for the black witch clan.
A cold light flickered in Agu's eyes. The majestic warrior's aura is entwined left and right, and the indescribable madness fills the body.
The black dust long stick pointed forward, and he was arrogant: "Let me see today, what is the difference between the fourth-order great wizard and me?"
As soon as the words fell, the dust fell silently on the top of Xiaobai's head.
Xiao Bai looked up to the sky and roared, spread his hooves, and rushed towards the giant in front of him.
Seeing this, the Scarlet Giant had never dared to despise it so much.
This huge and boundless giant body even started running.
On one side is a giant like a mountain peak at a height of fifty zhang, and on the other side is a golden-eyed bear lion beast of twenty zhang, and a young man with a green face stands above his head.
The distance between the two sides shortened dramatically, and the distance was less than forty zhang in the blink of an eye.
Wuchen stepped on the top of Xiaobai's head with both feet, and his body jumped up, and it was about the same height as the giant's shoulders.
The wind ruffled his long hair, and the snowflakes melted before they could reach his body.
The long stick in Wuchen's hand was raised high, and with boundless rebelliousness, it smashed into the giant's shoulder.
On the shoulder, Agu was standing, but his face was as usual, as if he had expected it, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting and dodging.
While!!!
There was a loud bang that almost shattered the heavens.
Wuchen's body flew upside down for dozens of feet and was caught by Xiaobai.
Wuchen looked ahead with an expressionless face, and his hands holding the long stick trembled slightly.
The broken knife like a hill was like a natural barrier, blocking Agu's front, not giving Wuchen a chance.
The stick that was as powerful as the dust just now was easily blocked by this broken knife.
The broken knife didn't even shake a little bigger, and it shook Wuchen's body upside down, his arms were sore, and the long stick almost escaped.
"Dare to compete with my medicine man with your martial arts, you are really asking for your own death!" Agu's face was full of disdain hidden behind the black robe.
Suddenly, a dense and coherent voice sounded.
Agu's disdainful face suddenly froze, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth had not yet dissipated.
But I saw a clear crack at some point, appearing on the dark red surface of the broken knife, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was like a swimming snake rushing away, and it spread all the broken knives in an instant.
The next moment.
The mighty broken knife, the size of a small mountain, shattered into countless small pieces and fell like quicksand.
"How is this possible???" Agu couldn't help but gasp.
The broken knife of the blood red giant, Agu has used all kinds of top-secret witchcraft to bless him thousands of times, and ordinary spirit-level weapons can't hurt it in the slightest, and even a little true-level weapon can also resist without falling behind.
A true level spirit object that can compete with a spirit level weapon will be destroyed by a Duwu realm martial artist?
Spreading it will only be regarded as a joke, how is it possible?
It is absolutely impossible for the power of the Duwu Realm to destroy a true rank weapon, so there is only one possibility.
Agu stared at the long stick in his hand.
The ugly surface of black and red is easy to ignore at first glance.
It's just an ordinary broken stick.
But it's such a stick, with the eyesight of a fourth-order great wizard, you can't even tell what grade it is?
This long stick is absolutely extraordinary!