Martial Cyclone Five Zhangs is considered a super genius, although Zhang Long's Martial Cyclone is less than five Zhang, he is very satisfied with his Martial Cyclone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Cyclone of the Storm Martial Arts is also a Cyclone of the Martial Arts, and its power is not small, but somehow it is not ranked high.

It was precisely because of this that after he arrived at Hou Wu, it was easy for him to awaken the natal martial arts phase White Tiger.

Zhang Long is quite proud of this.

But now the dust in front of the martial cyclone covered an appalling eight zhang.

Legend has it that the cyclone of the Nine Zhangwu is the limit of human beings, but that is just a legend after all.

The appearance of the last six-zhang martial cyclone in the Dao God Palace was already thousands of years ago.

And the Wuchen Martial Cyclone is not only super large, but also the nearly fifty zhang high pillar of fire and the boulder with flames.

Could it be that this is the Heavenly Fire Meteor ranked first among the top ten famous martial cyclones?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

This must be his body protection spirit shield, and then he used some kind of spiritual path secret method to deliberately confuse me.

"But..."Zhang Long thought about it, what if it was the top-ranked Heavenly Fire Meteor Cyclone?

The more powerful the Martial Cyclone, the more difficult it is to awaken the Martial Phase.

The top-ranked Heavenly Fire Meteor Cyclone will be destined to make it impossible for Wuchen to awaken the martial arts in his life.

What's more, whether it is the Martial Cyclone or the Body Protector Spirit Shield, it is only a layer of defense. In the face of absolute strength, it is not worth mentioning.

Thinking of this, Zhang Long smiled and said, "Interesting, really interesting." I'd like to see if this turtle shell can keep you. ”

I heard him shout loudly and shoot towards the black dust.

People were in the air, and Zhang Long dispersed the martial whirlwind around him.

Because he knew that judging from the momentum just now, his Storm Martial Cyclone was not at all the opponent of Wuchen's Martial Cyclone or the Protective Spirit Shield's Cyclone.

If he is carrying a martial cyclone, the repulsive power of the two cyclones will slow down his momentum.

The next moment, Zhang Long came to the front of Wuchen and waved his hands towards the rapidly rotating cyclone.

Whether it is the martial cyclone or the body protection spirit shield, under his own blow, it will inevitably shatter and disintegrate.

At this moment, the martial aura around Wuchen suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Long was confident that he would hit the blow and was about to withdraw and change his style.

But I saw a long black stick, breaking through the air. In the blink of an eye, it was above his head.

"Good coming!" Zhang Longwei shouted, and a long sword appeared in his palm, the light was faint, quite extraordinary.

Zhang Long's long sword went upward, only to hear a sharp roar!

A great force came.

Zhang Long secretly said that it was not good, although he had an absolute advantage in strength, but the other party relied on the strength of the long stick and gained the upper hand.

Wuchen stood there just to brew this move, and when Zhang Long came over and was about to smash the martial cyclone, he would be caught off guard.

In fact, it is.

Although Zhang Long has the power of Hou Wu, he is holding a long sword, and he is verdant against the enemy, where can he get benefits.

Zhang Long only felt a shock in his arm, and hurriedly withdrew to plunder, as long as he avoided the range of Wuchen's attack, and breathed a sigh of relief, he could harvest Wuchen under the sword with a few easy sword tricks.

But he understands this truth, and Wuchen doesn't understand it.

His martial arts cultivation is far from being comparable to Zhang Long, if he is dodged and regrouped, his advantage in this blow will have no effect at all.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Since Wuchen has gained the upper hand, he will not let this momentum be easily interrupted.

Seeing that Zhang Long saw that the situation was not good, he retreated a few feet and wanted to escape from the circle.

Wuchen snorted coldly: "Since you are here, why leave in a hurry." As he spoke, the black dust man was in the air, and the long stick touched the ground hard.

His thin body suddenly accelerated in the air, and he followed Zhang Long like an arrow from a string.

The dragon had just fallen to the ground, and before he could catch his breath, he suddenly felt a strong wind howling in front of him.

He originally thought that with his cultivation, he would take a step back, and that Wuchen would only need to run two steps to catch up.

In fact, he swept back in a hurry, spanning a range of nearly forty zhang, and according to Wuchen's cultivation, he really couldn't catch up with him.

However, Wuchen's blow just now had already taken advantage of a huge momentum, and although it was blocked by Zhang Long's long sword, it was no big deal.

And just now, Wuchen's feet did not touch the ground, and the force of the long stick on the ground undoubtedly added fuel to his momentum.

On weekdays, Wuchen rises and falls by about 20 zhang, and approaching 30 zhang is already the limit.

But at this moment, the distance of Wuchen has reached forty zhang, and even farther.

Seeing that the black dust had come to him, Zhang Long was in a hurry, and he grabbed the long sword in both hands and moved forward.

At the last moment, Wuchen's body twisted, and his feet, which were about to step directly on the opponent's chest, suddenly descended a few inches and aimed at the opponent's abdomen.

Bang bang!

Wuchen's feet fell on Zhang Long's abdomen like raindrops.

The dragon's body shook violently, and he retreated more than 20 zhang in a row, and the long sword was thrown aside.

At this moment, Wu Chen's powerful right leg drew a graceful circle in the air, with a whirring roar, and finally kicked heavily on Zhang Long's face.

The huge force kicked Zhang Long like a spinning top and fell seven or eight feet away, and fell to the ground with a click.

Unforgiving!

Wuchen rushed up with an arrow step, and the long stick rushed out like the wind, hitting the back of Zhang Long's head.

At the moment when his long stick was less than a foot away from Zhang Long's head, a slender palm suddenly appeared and grabbed the long stick.

Wuchen exerted his strength twice, but he couldn't pull the long stick back.

"Boss, can't you even beat a little bug?"

The palm of the hand slammed forward, and an infinite force came from the long stick and hit Wuchen's chest, carrying him upside down twenty feet away and falling to the ground.

Wuchen felt a sharp pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a fist-sized pit on his chest.

At this time, Zhang Long had already stood up, and there were two more young people, one fat and one thin, beside him.

It was the fat young man who caught the black dust long stick, and he looked at Zhang Long with some sneers at the moment.

Zhang Long looked at the two of them and said with some embarrassment: "Let the two brothers laugh." At this time, he looked at the fat young man and said, "But Brother Li Xiong, if you don't take this stick for me, my tiger skin skill is not afraid!"

Saying that, Zhang Long patted the back of his head casually.

Li Xiong suddenly said: "Boss, I was wrong." Forget that the hardest thing about your tiger skin is the head, especially the back of the head. ”

Zhang Long nodded quite smugly, and then the thin young man on the side said, "Boss, why are you being pressed and beaten by such a junior?"

Zhang Long said in a low voice with a hot face: "Mistake, mistake." But Li Bao, don't underestimate him, this kid's ability to seize opportunities is not weak, and he is ruthless enough.

If he cultivates on the same level as us, I'm afraid that even you won't be able to defeat him. ”

"Just him?" Li Bao twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at Wuchen, and said with disdain.

(To be continued.) )