After a broken drink, Wuqi's feet suddenly tightened, and two fists smashed on the cheeks of the white-clothed man like raindrops, and a series of "whirring" screams suddenly sounded in the air. Wuqi's fist slammed back and forth on the face of the man in white without stopping.

The man in white didn't even have time to resist, he was knocked unconscious by hundreds of fists on the head, his forehead ached, and he only felt a sharp pain on his cheeks and the top of his head as if they were burning. The strong stinging sensation hit his mind violently like a raging flood, and in just a few minutes, the consciousness of the man in white was quickly broken through by this unstoppable pain, and he was completely submerged in the endless sea of suffering.

Coming down again, the eyes of the big man in white gradually closed, he was not dead or unconscious, but his feeling had become completely numb in the crazy attack.

The white-clothed man was almost knocked unconscious by Wuqi, and in the eyes of the nine black-clothed men, their boss was already completely at a disadvantage at this time, not only the momentum, but even the strength was completely suppressed by Wuqi, and he didn't even have the slightest chance to fight back. But Wuqi's situation at this time was far less powerful than they thought.

Damn! I didn't expect this guy's skin and flesh to be so hard!!

When Wuqi called out more than a thousand punches to the head of the white-clothed man, he finally stopped, his feet loosened slightly, and he did a backflip behind him, and easily fell to the ground. The disdain on his face was palpable, but he was secretly surprised in his heart. In the attack just now, from the first punch, he used all his strength, and he didn't have any reservations for every punch after that.

Wuqi is even confident that no matter who he is dealing with with with this move, as long as the opponent's strength is lower than his own, then he will definitely be able to use this move to defeat the opponent. After all, no matter how strong your swordsmanship is, no matter how strong your fighting skills are, and no matter how hard your body is, it is impossible for you to even be able to practice the most difficult head in the human body to be as hard as steel.

Wuqi is very confident in his own move. This is one of the fighting techniques in the Nameless Ancient Scrolls, although it can't be called a special move, but against people who are weaker than himself, he is definitely sure to solve the situation with one move.

However, after the fight just now, he realized that he was wrong. The white-clothed man who was originally very confident in punching down, but the white-clothed man who didn't hit screamed, but made his fingers hurt continuously, if Wuqi hadn't been used to this level of stinging, he would have stopped because he couldn't stand it.

But he is not a person who gives up easily, and it may have been strange before, but it is definitely not now. In order to defeat the man in white and try the power of his move, he endured the sharp pain of his fists like broken bones, and attacked the head of the man in white frantically without hesitation.

As he played, he kept counting the numbers "one, two, three, four...... Hundred...... Two hundred...... Three hundred ......" He didn't stop until a thousand attacks were completely greeted by the big man in white without missing a single miss.

After landing again, he looked down slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was only for a moment, and Wu Qi covered up the past. It turned out that after a thousand attacks just now, his own fists actually became fleshy and fleshy, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and in a few places even white bones were exposed.

The corners of Wuqi's mouth suddenly twitched uncontrollably, but soon a faint smile appeared on his face, looking at the white-clothed man in front of him who was beaten beyond recognition, his face was swollen and fat like a pig's head, and he said proudly: "How is it?"

The white-clothed man's face was red, his facial features were swollen, his nose trembled slightly, and he couldn't see what the expression was, but his mouth squirmed a few times, and he stopped saying word by word: "You...... Be...... Be...... You...... Force...... I...... !!"

However, all cultivators have perception traits that are countless times stronger than ordinary people, and Wu Qi clearly felt at this time that the combat power of the big man in white was also his strength, which was several times weaker than the beginning of the first one, and the strength of the other party suddenly slipped to the same level as the nine big men in black who were watching the battle from a distance, and Wu Qi's heart still couldn't help but be happy: The attack just now was really effective!

However, there was a disdainful look in his eyes, he put his hands behind his back, raised his head and said contemptuously: "What other tricks do you have, take them all out!"

This is a bit of a big deal, and Wuqi's situation at this time is not too good. Although he will not be defeated by this white-clothed man who is one realm lower than himself, if the other party is really in a hurry to jump over the wall and make a surprise attack, even if he is not afraid, he has to use the trick of pressing the bottom of the box.

He didn't want to reveal his full strength so soon. It's just a bluff to say this, hoping to suppress the other party in momentum, release him obediently, and then send him across the river, and the matter will be over.

But the man in white obviously didn't intend to let go of Wuwei so easily. As soon as Wuqi's words fell, an obvious green tendon appeared on his forehead, and then he took out a small pill the size of a little finger from his arms and swallowed it in one gulp.

As soon as the nine black-clothed men saw their boss swallow the pill, their faces immediately changed in fright, and after screaming at the same time, they scattered and fled, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying. Wuqi was puzzled, and he said to himself in confusion: "What?

Before Wuqi's words were finished, a series of violent tremors appeared in the body of the man in white, and then an incredible scene slowly appeared.

I saw that the head of the man in white, which was already swollen like a pig's head, actually began to slowly reduce the swelling, the color of his body gradually became red and hot, and the hairs on his skin were completely burned by a hot gas that came out of nowhere, forming a ring of fire composed of small flames on the body surface of the man in white.

Next, his short hair as dense as a forest spontaneously ignited without fire for some reason, and the moment the flames appeared, they quickly spread to the whole body of the man in white, and it only took a few breaths to completely ignite the whole person of the man in white. At a glance, he suddenly looked like a burning man who was **.

Surrounded by the raging flames, the clothes on his body were burned by the flames in just a moment, and his reddened skin turned completely charred black in a short period of time. After that, there was a scene that Wuqi couldn't understand. The nameless fire that suddenly appeared, after burning the whole body of the man in white to black, was automatically extinguished for no reason.

"There's no wind!" Wuqi glanced around the white-clothed man suspiciously, and said puzzledly.

After the fiery red flame was extinguished, the temperature around him suddenly turned from the original scorching heat to cold, and there was no cold wind blowing, but Wuqi's nose couldn't help but feel cold, and immediately let out a sneeze like thunder. He hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe off his nose, but as soon as he took out the tissue, he couldn't help but let go.

The tissues fell to the ground slowly, without making a sound. At the same time, Wuqi's heart was like this tissue, slowly sinking to the bottom in silence.

"Uh-ra!" A sound of flesh tearing suddenly sounded in Wuqi's ears, and a terrifying scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. I saw that the body in front of me, which was already burnt black and steaming, actually had a crack from a position on the waist.

What's wrong?

Wuqi was surprised to see the claws of a demonic beast suddenly protrude from within the crack. It wasn't an ordinary Warcraft claw, if you looked closely, there were five fingers on it, but it wasn't a human hand, there was thick black hair on the back of the hand, and there were claws at the tip of the fingers.

"What the hell is this!" Wuqi's heart jumped wildly, and he suddenly became a little nervous, because he could clearly feel that the aura coming out of that sharp claw that resembled a human hand was far stronger than the strength of the white-clothed man in his previous heyday, and his approximate estimate actually reached the peak level of a junior cultivator.

The black claws only came out of the crack and stayed for a short while, then grabbed one side of the crack suddenly, and suddenly increased the force on one of the sides, and it was "Bang La", and a bigger flesh tearing sound sounded from the flesh of the man in white, and the crack that was originally only the width of a palm suddenly became more than half a meter long. Coming down, another sharp claw covered with black hair slammed out of the body of the big man in white.

Wu Qi's mood became even more nervous, although his strength far surpassed that of a junior cultivator, but when he saw this kind of thing beyond his imagination, he couldn't help but be a little worried, after all, fighting requires physical strength. Although his overall strength is much higher than that of his opponents, if he encounters an opponent who is known for his speed, he still has no bottom in his heart.

His speed is indeed very fast, but if he compares it with an opponent who really focuses on speed cultivation, he obviously can't even reach the opponent's speed, let alone make a move. He didn't even have a chance to catch his opponent, so he still had some worries in his heart, and his right hand slowly took out the nameless scroll from his chest, vigilantly looked at the two powerful claws, and walked towards the body of the white-clothed man step by step.

Wuqi walked quickly, but the footsteps were almost inaudible, and in just a few seconds, he had already come to the huge crack in the waist of the white-clothed man. Subconsciously glanced at the inside of the crack, and suddenly felt furious.

I saw a red eye looking at him with hatred, it was not a human eye, but the eyes unique to a demonic beast. Wuqi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, just a glance, he understood.

The pill swallowed by the man in white just now made his body turn into a half-human, half-beast freak, and now this freak was about to break out of his body and attack him. Wu Qi didn't intend to give the other party a chance, he didn't say a word, and with a wave of his right hand, he hit the head that had just come out of the crack.

The nameless scroll smashed impartially on a head as big as a watermelon, and after making a muffled "poof" sound, the freak who only had one head coming out of the waist of the big man in white suddenly let out a terrible scream, and then after hearing a foul word come out of its mouth, it tilted its head and died: "Damn!

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