Chapter 522: Fierce Battle of the Dying King

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Tan Weiran was taken aback, how could he meet this guy here?

The person who jumped onto the roof from the other end had a real and clear face, who could it be if it wasn't Cui Siju!

Cui Siju's face was full of surprise, obviously he didn't expect that as soon as he flew up to the roof, the target who was chased and killed turned into a talker?

Wait, let's talk?!

Isn't this what he is looking for wholeheartedly, but he hasn't found for a long time! Cui Siju was ecstatic in his heart, just like the so-called stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, it took no effort to get it.

In the huge "labyrinth", it is really surprising that you can encounter the conversation halfway. It's definitely a godsend!

The peace talks are not yet face to face, and in this situation, Cui Siju naturally doesn't want to think about it, and he bombards it!

Kill this man!

That's what he came for!

can talk about the fact that he has experienced a hundred battles, even if it is a sudden encounter, it is not the first time he has encountered it, and his reaction is more sensitive and sensitive than Cui Siju. Immediately, with a move of the golden dragon claw, the golden dragon that released the clouds and fog was having the momentum to tear everything to pieces!

There was a muffled sound of banging, and Tan Weiran and Cui Siju each snorted.

As soon as he fought, Tan Weiran immediately understood that the one in front of him was no longer the trick he was defeated by him a few years ago: "I heard that Cui Siju has been training in the outer realm in the past few years, and it seems that his practice has really worked. ”

A few years ago, Cui Siju had no talent and cultivation, but he could exert at most fifty or sixty percent of his strength in the fight to the death. When the conversation was not at that time, how could you not be defeated!

Now, a few years of experience are not enough to make up for the weaknesses and produce transformation. But obviously more strength. This is precisely the most important thing!

Secretly measuring strength, Tan Weiran was secretly surprised, and his mind turned sharply: "In just a few years, there have been such changes in strength, and it is worthy of having great talents." It's the dying king of martial arts genius again!"

As everyone knows, as soon as he handed it over, Cui Siju was shocked by his cultivation and entered the realm: "A few years ago, this kid was only in the late stage of holding the truth, how come he has only been in the middle stage of the Spirit Journey Realm for a few years. With such a cultivation speed, it is simply terrifying. ”

"If I can't kill him this time, and it drags on for another ten or Chinese New Year's Eve years, I'm afraid it's not that I want to kill him. It's that he wants to kill me in turn!" Cui Siju thought about the depths, and immediately sweated like a spring of sweat all over his body, giving birth to a kind of horror, and he almost felt unconfident in comparison.

However, the will of the "dying king" was unusual, and he quickly put aside superfluous distractions and focused on battle.

When the two of them broke into each other, their hearts moved. After all, the sense of battle was much stronger than a few years ago, and he immediately realized that his cultivation was strong. The advantage of hand-to-hand combat is obvious. Thinking like this, Cui Siju quickly rubbed his body and pressed up, and slashed down with one palm to entangle Tan Weiran.

"He wants to entangle me in melee combat!" Tan Weiran knew in his heart, sneered silently, and the claw hand of the water dragon, which is rarely used in ordinary times, was displayed, and suddenly he saw a faint water dragon entangled. There is an indescribable density in the fist.

The water can also be violent, but this ferocity has endowed the earth dragon claw hand, and the water dragon claw hand can only take the flexible and dense road. This is not about the style of Wei Ran, and it is not necessary. Because of this, he almost never uses it in battle.

The water dragon claw hand is unfurled. It's as if there is some looming dense water belt around the body.

Who is pestering whom and wants to fight in close combat?

Bang Bang Bang fists and fingers collided together, and different halos collided with a dizzying brilliance. On the small roof, the two people who were fighting fiercely were walking on the ground, and their fists were frequently released, almost repeatedly making a vigorous explosion.

The afterimages were staggered, and the green and yellow shadows were intertwined, and there were bursts of muffled sounds that were dazzling. The momentum that surged out for a while turned into ripples, almost scraping off the tiles and the head of the house.

Yan Duwu and Lu'er, who were a little behind, both looked at this scene in astonishment, neither of them knew Cui Siju, and they didn't understand why they suddenly fought with a person who met halfway.

The young man who was running away was even more confused, looking blankly at Tan Weiran, who came out halfway, thinking that he had encountered a good man who had drawn a knife to help him when he saw the unevenness of the road. Thinking that this kindness will be repaid in the future, he wrote down the appearance of talking about it and fled.

It's not that this young man is cowardly, but he is seriously injured and has no combat strength.

Yan Duwu and Lu'er looked at the young man escaping into a portal, and then looked at Tan Weiran, who was fighting fiercely, but they felt helpless, and they didn't know what to do.

At this time, even though the house was too strong to speak, under the fierce battle between Tan Weiran and Cui Siju, it finally couldn't bear the destruction, and the roof collapsed one by one.

The two of them intertwined their arms and fell diagonally on the roof of a lower house, smashing with a thud. One after another, the ping-pong fell and saw that it was about to fall to the ground like a meteor!

Looking at the ground that is getting closer and closer, as well as the incomparably hard bluestone slabs on the ground, Tan Weiran is keenly aware that this is an opportunity!

Without hesitation, he pulled out his arms, and the terrifying amount of force accumulated in the Qi Shen Dantian pressed down on the body, and the amount of force and the jack pendant were stacked together, and Cui Siju was almost suffocated. Almost in the blink of an eye, Cui Siju fell to the ground with a faster and more fierce momentum, and his heart hit the ground in the future!

Bang!

"Poof!" Cui Siju's back was in close contact with the ground, and if it wasn't for a golden body, his bones were almost broken. The ground trembled suddenly, and the incomparably hard bluestone slab ground suddenly cracked, continuing to crack like spider patterns, and suddenly the ground collapsed by the impact, forming a large concave pit with dust flying!

"It's at this moment!" The cold killing intent at the corner of Tan Weiran's mouth was like substance, and when the first punch fell, the punch that didn't look fancy at first glance was as powerful as a mountain!

Dirt and Dirt!

"Ahh

Twenty into a fist!

The Purgatory Hand is just like an iron lock across the river, Cui Siju doesn't understand that the Purgatory Hand is not suitable for defensiveness. It's just that, although he is not young, he is actually only specialized in one or two skills like young monks, except for the Purgatory Hand. He really couldn't have come up with a stronger skill.

Even so, Cui Siju is also confident that Tan Weiran will definitely not be able to please in such a tough encounter.

Because he is in the early stage of Shenzhao, and talking about Weiran is only in the middle stage of the spiritual tour!

"How is it possible!" As soon as he picked it up, Cui Siju, who was full of confidence, was shocked to find that there was an indescribable force in his fist! It's like facing the power of two Spirit Wandering powerhouses superimposed on the explosion of two,

Almost unbeatable power!

A punch that is like a bamboo! The Purgatory Hand is broken!

Impossible! How could it be! How could a spirit wanderer's mid-stage strength be so terrifying! With his strength and true qi alone, he could compete with this divine realm.

He talks about it, is it a human or a monster?

Cui Siju's eyes were full of horror, and his fist fell on his chest, and a mountain of force rolled and crushed. The sound of crackling bones was faintly noticeable in the body, and blood beads sprayed wildly all over the sky. A strange blood-colored light was refracted by the brilliance, and it flew out like a cannonball.

Cui Siju banged and smashed several walls in succession and fell into the room.

"Huh, it's not a big deal?" Tan Weiran showed a look of surprise, and he recognized it after a little staring: "It turns out that in addition to the magic robe, there is also a talisman spiritual weapon, no wonder it is so resistant to beating!"

These disciples of wealthy families or disciples of big factions have excellent equipment and even spiritual weapons at every turn, which is really hateful!

Whew! A blue brick shot out of the crashed tunnel. This was followed by dozens of green bricks whistling and bombarding.

Tan Weiran didn't even look at it, and as soon as he swept his sleeves, he crushed all the green bricks into powder. Lang said: "Cui Siju, I look up to you in vain, when you are the first-class enemy, you only have this ability?"

The sound wafted in the open environment, and it was very clear.

Actually, this is true.

Cui Siju is the most hardcore northward faction in the Twilight Blood Empire. With his great talents, once he ascends the throne, he will definitely use the power of the whole country to wage war against the Tobu Wasteland. If it is said that the harm is even better than the powerful forces such as the Mingxin Sect, it is an imminent first-class enemy!

Even if it is said that cultivation is strength. Today's Cui Siju is much stronger than a few years ago, if he has been training for another ten or twenty years, when he exerts his full strength, he dare not say that he will be able to defeat it.

"Who said that!"

Cui Siju came quietly like a breeze, revealing a calm color, his fighting intent boiled, and he slapped his palm in the air: "Whoever has the ability is to fight, not to say it with his mouth." I appreciate that you can afford it, but ...... That is, each other!"

"As long as I take your head back, the resistance of the Tobu forces to my Twilight Blood Kingdom will be minimal. ”

Cui Siju sneered, since he was defeated by Tan Weiran a few years ago, he was calculated again and was forced to postpone his accession to the throne. From that moment on, he knew that Tan Weiran must be his great enemy, or a powerful rival of the Twilight Blood Empire!

It's wrong to pay attention to talking about Weiran, and he desperately wants to talk about Weiran's life, he is a god in the early stage, so why should he risk falling into the cave.

The power of one palm magically rendered this side of the world into purgatory, and there seemed to be countless powerful ghosts howling in the churning haze, wanting to drag Tan Weiran into it as well!

What made Cui Siju stunned was that Tan Weiran seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, fluttering just right as if he was being blown away by the wind, and a light punch with his backhand was very strange and slowed everything down.

Suddenly, the air waves swept in all directions, flying sand and rocks.

Tan Weiran and Cui Siju both shook their bodies and frowned slightly, even though he saw the weakness of the purgatory's fist with this punch, he still didn't take advantage. It seems that the problem of the ordinary power of the hand really needs to be faced.

Almost at the same time, Cui Siju's eyes suddenly froze as he looked at Tan Weiran, and he clearly noticed that a special aura was exploding behind him!

Just when the fierce battle between the two was at a critical moment, it was Yan Duwu who appeared silently, and his unique fist was shrouded: "Mirror Flower Hand!"

Hum! It's like a piece of mirror condensation, so smooth that it's believably true. Cui Siju roared angrily for nine days, releasing his qi and frantically impacting all the mirrors to shatter.

What made people shudder was that Tan Weiran actually shot out from the shattered mirror fragments.

Like a ghost!(To be continued......