Zhu Dashan has lived for more than 20 years and has never fought, because there is something Du Mu will help him solve, even if he is insulted by Chen Changsheng on his head, he does not fight back. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A person who doesn't fight doesn't mean he can't fight, it's more that he doesn't want to fight.

Others can insult and scold him, he has been cultivating with wild pigs since he was a child, his skin is rough and thick, and Chen Changsheng's fist is not enough to tickle him. However, no one should bully his mother, the so-called dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will be angry.

At this time, Ning Ming looked at Zhu Dashan beside him, and found that his cultivation was soaring all the way, and he couldn't breathe, he rose from the third layer of condensation to the fifth layer of condensation, and from the fifth layer of condensation to the seventh layer of condensation, and then in an instant, Ning Ming couldn't see through Zhu Dashan's cultivation.

"Is he a monster?" Ning Ming thought to himself.

Zhu Dashan let out a wild breath, and a strange mark formed on his fingers, and when the mark was pointed towards his own head, his body suddenly changed drastically.

The fat on his body squirmed wildly, and it seemed to turn into a soft mud stream, gathering towards his fist like a wild wolf, and then his fist became huge!

This is the Divine Fist Multiplication Technique, which was originally a very fierce spell, but because many of its ancestors could not exert the original power of this technique, even Zhu Dashan himself did not know the true power of this technique.

"Build the foundation!How did this kid build the foundation!?"

The monks on the other side felt the powerful coercion emanating from Zhu Dashan's body, and they were all terrified, after all, the other party was still a three-layer condensation qi before, and the big fat man who was useless turned into a foundation building monk in an instant, how could it not be shocking?

Du Mu and Zhu Dashan had a heart, she suddenly withdrew the magic shield, and Zhu Dashan rushed out with an arrow step, slamming his huge, one-person-sized fist into more than thirty monks.

No one in these Qi Condensing Cultivators had ever seen such a nimble fat man, they had never seen such a huge fist, and they had never felt such a world-destroying power!

Under this punch, they scattered in a hurry!

There is only one person who has not moved his body, that is Sheng Zhun, like Zhu Dashan, he is also a monk who is superior to his great strength, and with such a strong opponent, he does not want to compete and chooses to flee, this is not his Sheng Zhun style.

"Earth Armor Fist!

Sheng Zhun also swung his fist, and when he spit out the words and landed, the gray and yellow aura that had been circulating around him quickly flowed towards his fist, and Qi Er condensed into a huge earth-colored fist.

However, such a fist is still too much worse than Zhu Dashan's fist, judging from the size of the fist alone, it is nothing more than hitting a stone with an egg!

"Bang!"

The two fists struck, and there was a bang, and the momentum was turbulent and rushed through the hazy rain and fog around them.

Under this blow, Zhu Dashan's body did not move, and he was as steady as Mount Tai. However, Sheng Zheng was directly knocked a hundred meters away, and his body smashed into the hull behind him like a thrown stone.

The hardwood hull was very hard, but Sheng Zhun's body had a large hole in it.

When Sheng Zhun was getting up, the scuffle began, and the more than thirty Qi Condensing Cultivators avoided Zhu Dashan's edge and rushed towards the injured Du Mu and Ning Ming.

Ning Ming had experienced so many lives and deaths, and he didn't panic in the face of such a battle, and as soon as he slapped the storage bag, he took out the strange mountain-opening axe, and then threw it into the air.

The mountain axe turned around in the air a few times, and each time it turned around, it was a big circle, and when it fell down and slashed towards everyone, it was already three or four zhang in size.

One of the more than thirty monks sprang out, he was wearing a pair of silver gloves in his hands, and the two palms struck each other to emit electric light, and he suddenly jumped, rushed into the air, and directly caught the huge mountain axe with both hands.

When Ning Ming saw it, he took out the fan from the storage bag, opened it and suddenly fanned it towards everyone, and under the agitation of the wind, the drizzle was like a shuttle, blowing the color of the heavens and the earth.

"This kid has a lot of treasures!" A monk with a thief's eyebrows and a rat-faced face stared at Ning Ming, and suddenly opened his mouth, spewing out a cloud of black smoke, and then he shouted: "Go!"

The six flying needles turned into black lights and stabbed at Ning Ming, coming fiercely. This person has the cultivation of the ninth layer of condensation, and that magic weapon is quite peculiar, and the speed is extremely fast!

Ning Ming didn't expect that as soon as the other party made a move, he would be unable to resist, but as soon as Du Manzhi's body moved, the green sleeves flicked back, and the flying nail was knocked back.

Although Du Manzhi was injured, there was no problem in protecting Ning Ming.

Let's talk about Zhu Dashan and Sheng Zhun.

Sheng Zhun had been in the Blood Tower for decades, and more than a hundred monks had died under his fist, and he had never seen such a strange spell that could change as he wished.

Zhu Dashan was dressed roughly, he had never fought with others so fiercely, he once again knotted towards his head, and then the fat on his body agitated again.

Fat continued to grow on his right hand, and this time the fist was twice as large as before, the size of two people! Such a large fist falling on a mortal's body was enough to crush him to pieces!

Sheng Zhun scolded and said, "Damn, what kind of monster are you, how can the flesh on your body still move?"

"How are you scolding?" Zhu Dashan's voice was a little innocent.

"You ......" Sheng Zhun was speechless, so he had to shout again: "Earth Fist Triple Mountain!"

The gray-yellow aura erupted from Sheng Zhun's body, quickly condensing towards his right hand, and when that aura landed on his right fist, it instantly turned into an earth-colored fist.

"Come again!"

Sheng Zhun shouted at the top of his voice, and before Zhu Dashan stepped forward, he suddenly bullied him, his speed was very fast, and this punch smashed directly into Zhu Dashan's right face.

He believed that although the fat man in front of him was fast, he couldn't be as fast as himself, but the next moment he was surprised to find that Zhu Dashan didn't move.

He was still standing, like a hill of fat.

It's just that fat keeps growing on the right side of his face, and then it forms a meat shield. The Earth Fist Triple Mountain was his limit, but when this punch smashed on the meat shield of his right face, his fist actually sank, and then he glanced obliquely and saw Zhu Dashan raise his huge right fist and slam it into his body.

"Bang!"

Sheng Zhun flew out with a bang, like an arrow from the string, with a devastating momentum, slamming through the hull of the ship, and blood from his mouth and nose fell from mid-air.

Zhu Dashan shook the flesh on his body, and the fat on his right hand and right face squirmed, which gradually disappeared and returned to its original state. Then he fixed his gaze on the other Condensing Monks.

These monks were working together to besiege Du Manzhi and Ning Ming, and at this time, the ship's owner, Ma Changdong, also joined the melee, wanting to stop the fighting methods of the two sides, because when Zhu Dashan and Sheng Zhun were fighting, Luo Zhou's core compass had been shaken out of the Dao crack.

If you don't stop it, your ship may be destroyed.

Zhu Dashan made a seal again, and said softly: "Man and pig are one!"

As soon as the words fell, the fat of his body squirmed rapidly, and after a short time, two long fangs burst out of his mouth, and his hands and feet completely turned into the front and hind claws of wild pigs.

The current Zhu Dashan is completely a crazy wild boar!

His body was more than five meters long, his long fangs were half a meter long, his bronze bell-like eyes were glowing in the dark and rainy night, he stared at the people who were besieging his mother and Ning Ming, and suddenly stepped out, wrapped in the fluttering wind and rain, and rushed towards everyone.

"Oh my god, where is there a wild boar!?"

"This pig is too big!"

The besieging group of people scattered under the impact of the huge wild boar that Zhu Dashan transformed, and they ran fast to avoid his attack, and those who ran slowly were directly provoked by Zhu Dashan's sharp fangs, and they were pierced from the front chest to the back.

It's just dozens of breaths, more than 30 monks died and injured under the crazy attack of Zhu Dashan's Liangong Dai Planing, they are not without resistance, but the skin and flesh of this pig are too thick, it can be said that they are invulnerable, invincible, invincible!

The blind man was now on crutches and swept around, and his nose was a little unpleasant, especially on rainy days, but the toad in his cuff liked the rainy weather.

Just as he sniffed left and right with his nose, suddenly a strong smell of wild boars came to his face.

"Hey, is it really a wild boar?" he asked, and he felt a chill in his abdomen, and his chest was pierced by long, sharp fangs.

The toad in the cuff also fell, and after jumping on the hull a few times, it was trampled to death by Zhu Dashan.

The scattered monks didn't dare to make a move anymore, and several young monks hurriedly knelt down at Zhu Dashan and hurriedly kowtowed.

"Seniors, we admit defeat, don't kill again!"

Zhu Dashan snorted, he didn't care about everyone begging for mercy, and he had to move forward.

"Dashan, let them go!" Du Mu gave an order, Zhu Dashan didn't dare to move again, and then shook his body, the fat on his body shrank rapidly, and finally turned into the appearance of the three hundred pounds big white fat man.