Chapter 181: Zhao Wujiang's Enlightenment's Luck
In just a few breaths, Zhao Wujiang had already fought with Twelve Heavens Gangluo Chang more than a dozen times, and each time he fought, he felt that the blood qi in his body was becoming more and more surging, and the purple qi on his body was becoming more and more intense, so the whole person became more and more calm.
Twelve Heavenly Gang Luo Chang was becoming more and more frightened, and his face under the silver face was extremely dignified, because he felt that his cultivation was slowly falling, and there was a frightening sense of detachment.
This sense of detachment, contrary to the fullness of the Lord when he bestowed him on the Grandmaster Cultivation, made him more and more frightened.
Could it be that this kid surnamed Zhao has the same ability as the master? Luo Chang's shots became heavier and heavier, and he spared no effort to bombard Zhao Wujiang.
The sound of fine iron and flesh colliding echoed outside the entire cottage, and no matter how Twelve Heavenly Gangluo often attacked, he was either resisted by the bronze battle armor on Zhao Wujiang's body, or blocked by the bronze Eight Spider spear he was carrying behind him.
So there would be such a weird transcendent martial artist?
Luo Chang's surging Grandmaster's power couldn't help Zhao Wujiang, and the anger and anger gradually appeared on him, and he only felt that the burning sensation around his body was getting stronger and stronger, and he obviously felt that the speed of his cultivation was accelerating.
Zhao Wujiang has not taken the initiative to attack in this battle, more often than not, Twelve Heavenly Gangluo is often attacking, not that he can't fight back, but he is trying to bless his luck in the martial arts.
The various uses of luck, both of which he is given by the system, but does the lord of the Tiangang and Earth Evil Forces also have a system? Probably not, then it's my own research.
Since others can study the blessing of luck in cultivation, then you can too.
Zhao Wujiang's thoughts were surging, and his mind manipulated the bronze eight spider spear to constantly block and dodge, and he adopted the method of cutting flesh with a blunt knife, intending to grind off the cultivation of the Twelve Heavenly Gang little by little.
In his eyes, the dark yellow qi luck mist around Twelve Tiangang continued to fade, and it had tended to light yellow, which was the result of the qi luck being devoured and plundered by him.
And the purple qi around him became more and more intense, like a rising purple flame heavenly fire.
"The surname Zhao, do you only know how to dodge? Don't you dare to fight me with dignity?" Twelve Heavenly Gangluo often roared angrily, and he became more and more anxious, and gradually had a feeling of returning to the extraordinary.
"Don't dare." Zhao Wujiang looked indifferent and directly admitted:
"I'm not ashamed to be an extraordinary person who doesn't dare to collide head-on with the grandmaster.
And it's a bit embarrassing that you, a grandmaster, can't take me a transcendent martial artist for so long..."
Verbally attacking Zhao Wujiang has never been weaker than others, and he directly retorted, so angry that Luo Chang's eyes were full of anger.
"Boom!" Zhao Wujiang resisted the Twelve Heavenly Gang Luo Chang with a palm, and the surface of the bronze battle armor shook like water waves, and he dissolved the weakened power of the grandmaster.
"Didn't you eat?" His expression was indifferent, but his tone was sarcastic:
"As a martial arts master, I actually did something that lost my conscience and worked for your lord.
What did he give you? You won't even be given a bowl of rice, will you?"
"Hmph, if you become a big thing, you don't have to be informal, what does the standard that the strong should have to do with us? The death of these women and children is a brick and stone piled up under our feet, and it is their honor!"
Twelve Heavenly Gangluo Chang Yin let out a cold voice, and he slapped it out with one palm, not at Zhao Wujiang, but at his chest.
Blood spurted out of his heart, and he grabbed it in his hand, and the blood scab covered his entire right arm from the palm of his hand in an instant.
"Death to the deity!"
Luo Chang didn't want to delay any longer, so he directly exchanged his life for his life, wanting to quickly take down Zhao Wujiang.
A blood shadow flashed, faster than the sky under the scorching sun, and as soon as Luo Chang finished speaking, his figure had already appeared beside Zhao Wujiang and pinched his head.
The bronze eight spider spears staggered, enveloping Zhao Wujiang, and turned into a rolling bronze river at the moment when the bloody hand attacked.
The bronze liquid like water unloaded most of the cultivation into the qi engine, but Luo Chang's sudden blow still hit Zhao Wujiang fiercely and hit Zhao Wujiang's head.
Luo Chang forcibly mentioned a wave of cultivation, so that Zhao Wujiang couldn't react at all to dodge.
A cloud of blood mist sprayed, and Zhao Wujiang's figure flew out upside down, flying sideways all the way, breaking the mountains and forests and trees, and rubbing deep blood marks on the ground.
"It's extraordinary, what are you going to do to fight me!" Luo Chang roared, looking like a victor, but then his blood continued to gush out of his mouth and nose, which was the price of forcibly attacking from the source of his life.
He gasped, tiptoe on the ground, staggered, clutched his chest, and steadied himself.
The entire Fuding Mountain is a battle, and not long after the arrival of Li Chenghao, the sword blind man of the Jianghu Alliance's sword mound, a group of extraordinary powerhouses from the Jianghu Alliance also arrived, and more than a dozen earth demons were also stopped by the help of the Jianghu Alliance.
The strong grandmaster who came from the Jianghu Alliance was also restrained by the Four Tiangang, the Six Tiangang, and the Eight Tiangang.
Now, no one can stop me from killing you...... Twelve Heavenly Gang Luo often clutched his chest, forced a breath, and was about to fly towards the mountain forest where Zhao Wujiang had just fallen.
But he couldn't lift his feet.
Luo Chang looked down and saw that the yellow sand was constantly gathering and piling up on his feet, binding his feet tightly, and the yellow sand was still clinging, trying to bury his entire body.
Luo Chang's eyes widened for a moment, and then, to his even greater horror, Zhao Wujiang flew from not far away unscathed.
"How is that possible?" He exclaimed, how could it be that someone had taken a blow from the Grandmaster on the head without the slightest damage?
As Zhao Wujiang approached, he realized that he was not unscathed, because he saw the faint blood stains on the corner of Zhao Wujiang's mouth, thinking that it had been wiped away.
Zhao Wujiang coughed a few times, the pain extending from his head to his chest still made his brows furrow, and when he couldn't stop Twelve Tiangang's fatal blow just now, he decisively turned his bronze long sword into a bronze mask and protected the vital point, but the power of the Grandmaster still made his qi and blood surging extremely uncomfortable.
He slowly flew towards the Twelve Tiangang, at this moment Luo Chang had been bound by the yellow sand, and his entire lower body was also bound by bronze armor.
The reason why he was able to control the yellow sand was because he had comprehended the qi manipulation method of the Lord of the Heavenly Gang and Earth Evil Forces.
This usage has already appeared in the control of the bronze tripod, in addition to the bronze town of the country tripod itself, more is controlled by luck.
Luck Treasure!
The Twelve Heavenly Gang's promoted Grandmaster Cultivation was just that the people behind the scenes lent him a part of their strong cultivation.
The quality of the real can be moved by luck.
"If you don't want to die, tell me who he is and what is the purpose of doing this?" Zhao Wujiang spoke indifferently, he stood beside Twelve Tiangang, the pale yellow qi luck on Twelve Tiangang's body continued to suck at him, and the purple qi on his body became more and more intense.
Zhao Wujiang in Luo Chang's eyes was extremely terrifying at the moment, and the yellow sand restrained him not only from his lower body, but also from his mind.
He had only seen the art of imperial objects on the Lord, but now he had seen it again in the hands of this unknown transcendent martial artist.
The strange burning and the fall of his own cultivation, to the current imperial object, Zhao Wujiang's unfathomable depth imprinted into his mind.
He naturally understood who Zhao Wujiang was talking about, he was the lord of heaven and earth, but he didn't dare to say it, let alone say it, not to mention that he was defeated, not that their group was defeated.
Luo Chang said sharply: "Kill me, the fourth brother and the sixth brother will definitely ..... for me."
"Bang!" Before he could finish his words, Huang Sha pinched his left leg and turned into a mist of blood, and Huang Sha also exuded a strange red color after absorbing bone blood.
"Ahh
"Answer my question." Zhao Wujiang's face was expressionless, but at this moment, when he looked at Luo Chang, he looked like a blue-faced Shura.
"I... I... I'm just doing what I'm told, and even though the pregnant woman is dead, those children are not in danger of dying—" Luo Chang was in unbearable pain, trembling and spoke:
"The Lord will... to—"
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