Chapter 562: The momentum of the top, the five thunders break the law
It was like a thunderclap, boom, and Gui Changshou's eardrum was faintly painful.
The fist was empty, and the air seemed to have a slight sense of stagnation, as if there was nothing.
It's a very unique fist, but it's nothing more than that, Gui Changshou thought to himself. However, the moment the fist landed and touched, all his thoughts changed, and his expression was full of shock.
It's just that, in an instant, the force of the fist descending is like a mountain, full of irresistible momentum, and it can almost blast a person with a slightly weaker cultivation into a puddle of blood and mud.
This amount of power is simply too strong!
Gui Changshou had never seen it, and he didn't know that the strength of the Dao Lingyou Cultivator could be so amazing.
It's so strong that it doesn't look like a human, like those monsters that are known for their physical bodies!
The aftermath of thunder was vigorous in his ears, and Gui Changshou was shocked to find that even if he condensed his strength, it was difficult to resist this ordinary but powerful punch.
It's really the overwhelming trend of the five mountains!
The top list is simply too pitiful, and he almost killed him.
The physical strength of this guy in front of him is so strong that he doesn't look like a human, and he is actually ranked five hundred to six hundred in the new generation of the Wasteland? Is there a score in this ranking, do you dare to be more shameless.
Gui Changshou felt that he had been deceived, no matter who compiled the top list, it was simply entertaining the world.
Before, he thought that he was going to talk about Weiran for entertainment, but he didn't expect that as soon as he fought, he found that he was entertained by the top list first. And now...... It seems inevitable to be talked about for a pastime.
Involuntarily bent his knees, and watched his knees fall to his knees with a punch, Gui Changshou roared: "Wow!"
No, you can't kneel!
Gui Changshou let out a muffled snort, and the blood on his face receded like a tide, as if it was condensed in his throat and vomited out a mouthful of blood. Then. If you were careful, you would find that his face turned pale suddenly.
As soon as I looked up, I saw the piece of paper that was bounced back by Tan Weiran's fingers, like a knife whistling, pointing at the center of my eyebrows.
Rao is Gui Changshou avoided the vital point, still leaving a shallow blood mark on his forehead.
The invincible Gui Changshou was injured with a single move?! I don't know how many people were dumbfounded. How many people's jaws were shocked, and they stared blankly at Tan Weiran, who had just arrived.
Who is the joke?
Seeing it clearly, Tan Weiran immediately became clear, and was secretly frightened: "Powerful, backbone, hard, worthy of being the head of the ghost, no wonder he can become the leader of the Sansheng Dao in the wasteland in the future." ”
This is a man who would rather bear a dark wound than a hard bone. Dead and alive unwilling to kneel.
Even if it was a small accident in the battle, he didn't want to, which shows the hardness of the ghost head's bones.
People like the ghost head will not be easily defeated. If you lose, you don't necessarily admit defeat, and even if you admit defeat, it doesn't mean that you lose your fighting spirit. More likely, the defeat is nothing more than a superficial trick. Secretly, the fighting spirit is ready to turn around at any time.
"What a tough opponent. "Talking about Weiran, while his thoughts are flying. Immediately tasted the tenacity of Katsura's longevity.
"Ha Lu Ha...... Okay!" The pale-faced Gui Changshou smiled hoarsely, and the person approached Tan Weiran like a ghost: "You are worthy of being one of the winners of the Twelve Roads, how much ability do you have, I underestimated you before!"
"Come again this time. ”
The brush flashes emerge and explode in close proximity. Relatively speaking, it can be said that it is close at hand. If there is the slightest carelessness, it will be cut into a pile of mud.
"The ghost head is really fierce. "Talking about it, my mind is in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, he suffered from a trick before he talked, and he immediately came up with a fierce situation and fought the most dangerous melee combat!
The sneering knife qi seemed to be everywhere, and the knife from Gui Changshou's palm was cut out again and again. Talk about the seemingly impossible Jedi. Marvelously turned into the willow branch, dodging again and again.
Letting the sword qi sneer past his ears and body, occasionally one or two sword qi hit, Tan Weiran, who was wearing a magic robe, was also unaware, and only used his stumbling hand.
The fist of the hand is extremely wonderful, faintly covering the space of the fist, making the movements of others have a special sense of stagnation.
From time to time, the shadows that entwined with each other released rays of light, or bursts of miserable winds blowing, which made people shudder.
Bursts of thunder spread from the place where the two were fighting, and it was usually difficult to catch the figures of the two with the naked eye. Only I saw the endless afterimages, and the corridor that had been repeatedly shaken made a thumping sound.
Speaking of which, the characteristics of the fine willow body method and the fluttering step are too distinct. Dealing with Song Youruoyan's solo dance is extremely fast, and often the tactics are overcome, and it is not uncommon to fall into a passive situation every time.
However, in the end, it is all in the category of melee body method, and it is precisely in the case of close-quarters small-scale combat that it is most vividly played.
From no hope, to a ray of hope. Many people stared at this scene with anticipation, hoping that Tan Weiran, who had just arrived, would immediately beat the arrogant Gui Changshou down and fight for face for the wasteland.
It's a pity that countless people inside and outside sighed deeply, only to feel that the newly born hope was like a small flame that could be blown out at any time: "The body method is simply ...... It's too ordinary, and the weakness of this talk is simply too obvious. ”
The body method is the biggest weakness.
The Shenzhao powerhouse in front of the fog like a cloud wall saw it at a glance: "This is not true, the battle with Song Youruo on the way he came, the mistake is that the golden body is sudden and powerful, he can only be defeated by Song Youruo." Really...... It's really too miserable to be restrained. ”
Many people couldn't help but nod their heads secretly, and they could become one of the twelve road winners, and they must be called worthy of it. But I can't count on defeating Gui Changshou.
Someone said half-truthfully: "Perhaps, Ye Chunqiu will be able to pick up this Gui longevity." ”
This remark caused a smile: "Ye Chunqiu is very good, but if he does it, it will be no problem to come to Gan Qingdi and Min Yuanliang." In my opinion, I still have to count on Liu Ziran in the end. ”
"I thought that otherwise, talking about it might not necessarily lead to defeating this person. ”
Among the many Shenzhao powerhouses, there was a sudden objection: "Don't forget, Tan Weiran seems to be really good at the sword spirit, as well as his fifth-order golden body." ”
As soon as Shi Zhongtai finished speaking, he was secretly dragged by the confidante beside him, and he lowered his head and quietly transmitted: "Brother, you are crazy, what does it matter to you whether you win or lose." For Xi Hucheng and his gang, if it weren't for their disciples defeating Gui Changshou, they would have lost all of them. ”
Shi Zhongtai was stunned: "However, no one has defeated this Gui Changshou, and what has been lost is the face of our entire wasteland." ”
Seeing that no one was paying attention, Yao Ying said in a low voice: "It's good to lose it, so that it shows how powerful their various factions are to turn the tide or something." ”
Including Xi Hucheng and many other Shenzhao powerhouses, they felt that Tan Weiran would soon be defeated, and maybe he would be defeated in a few more breaths.
The weakness is too obvious, and there is no reason not to be defeated.
It's just that if you don't talk about it, you are not defeated, and the body of the Three Lives Dao is more wonderful, but it is not Gui Changshou's strength. It is precisely because of this that Rao is able to have a slight upper hand in the body method, and he can't stand up to talk about being experienced in a hundred battles.
That's right, talking about Weiran's body is a weakness, but not everyone can grasp this weakness.
Even if you can catch this weakness, it is by no means something that anyone can take advantage of.
People who are not familiar with the details of talking about the future will not understand the key to it.
The most incomprehensible thing is that Gui Changshou seems to have a strange fear of peace talks. Fierce battles are repeated over and over again, and it is inevitable that they will be constrained.
Compared to the previous arrogant scene, it was like two people.
Yan Duwu gloated, she had been hammered many times, she knew too well how strong Tan Weiran's physical strength was, and only she and a few people understood the hardships of Gui's longevity.
Whoosh! Shadows dangled through the air, as if they were everywhere. The two of them ghostly shuttled between each corridor, shaking like thunderbolts.
The more Gui Changshou fought, the more uncomfortable he became, he felt constrained, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he burst out of his chest with a rebellious aura: "Count how much you have the ability, I'll make the next move, see how you take it." ”
Flying at the highest, the sharp knife locks on the talk.
"Soul locked?" Tan Weiran was covered in sweat and hair, and when he was concentrating, Gui Changshou was already like a wild meteor shooting out.
Like a comet falling, the brilliance of the moment is dizzying, mixed with deafening laughter.
Once he got out of the hand-to-hand combat that bound him, Gui Changshou immediately regained his previous sharp state of mind, and a sharp roar tore through the air fiercely: "The Netherworld is uncertain, cut your life!"
"Hahaha, no matter what skills you have, take them all out, see how I defeat you, see how I tear you apart!"
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the corner of the space, making people panic.
For the young monk, it can be said that fifty percent of the sword spirit that has reached the pinnacle is unreservedly whistling out.
In addition to Gui Changshou himself, he is the one who knows the great horror of this "gloom and uncertainness" best. It is definitely not a joke that the yin wind turned by the sword spirit blows into the bone marrow, blows the flesh and bones into pieces, blows the vitality to collapse, and even cuts off the vitality.
From Prince Fufeng to Kong Zhewu Tianxun and others, they all suddenly stood up, solemnly and clenched their fists heavily to look at this scene, and their eyes burst with shining light!
In front of the fog like a cloud wall, Xi Hucheng and countless other god-like powerhouses had different expressions, or expressionless, or sneered, or worried, what kind of mood they were in, and how much they looked forward to, only everyone knew for themselves.
The darkness is uncertain, and the yin wind that can't be stopped is coming!
At this time, suddenly saw a sword pop out of Tan Weiran's fingertips, bursting out of purple, occupying everyone's eyes.
pursed his lips slightly, and Tan Weiran's tone was shallow: "Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound, broken!"
Thunderbolt on a sunny day, boom!
A thick and strong thunderbolt sword spirit frantically destroyed everything, and all those who dared to stand in the way, whether it was people, mountains or water, seemed to be bombarded into powder by it, and even nothing!
The Nine Tribulations Thunder Sound is the purest thunder and lightning sword spirit.
Taking the most extreme path also brings the most domineering characteristics, which can be said to be the nemesis of evil spirit.
After a while, all the miserable yin wind disappeared without a trace, and Gui Changshou couldn't move like a lightning strike, and his eyes were full of horror.
A plume of black smoke rose from its head. (To be continued......)