Chapter 67: Fierce Battle

In the battle when Nanyan City was attacked by monsters, Liu Ziyi's live broadcast made the entire Great Yan Kingdom know Wang Chu, making him more famous than many first-line stars. At the same time, it has also become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh.

"Ahh

A scream came from the side, and the old man holding the ancient book had an extra dagger in his eyebrows, and he fell to the ground in disbelief.

Formation mages generally have extremely high mental power, but their own combat power is extremely weak. That old man was just a high-level warrior, and he couldn't block Wang Chu's blow at all.

"Mu Lao, you dare to kill Mu Lao! Bad for me! You, damn it!!I want to break your body into ten thousand pieces and kill all the people you value!!"

Qianluo Daozi's smile froze, and then endless killing intent surged from his heart, staring at Wang Chu deadly, roaring wildly, twisting his body slightly, pulling out nine afterimages, and flying towards Wang Chu in a strange and mysterious way.

"Kill!"

Beside Qianluo Daozi, the eight powerhouses of Luo Shengdao flashed with murderous intent in their eyes, and suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura of war generals, holding various Qimen weapons, and attacking Wang Chu.

"Rashora!"

Qianluo Daozi's eyes flashed fiercely, and with one palm, the phantom of the Luo Sheng Dao Demon God behind him directly appeared, exuding an evil aura, and sealing all of Wang Chu's retreats with one palm.

"Demon Suppression Fist!"

A fierce glint flashed in Wang Chu's eyes, his true anger boiled, and he used the strongest attack and killing secret method he had mastered, and blasted out a punch, which was magnificent, full of domineering, tearing the void and bombarding it on that big handprint.

Bang!

A terrifying loud bang exploded in the void, and Qianluo Daozi was directly shocked dozens of meters away, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his face was incredible: "What kind of fist is this? How can it be so terrifying, it can actually break my Luo Sheng's big handprint!!"

Boom!

Almost at the same time, the swords in the hands of the eight powerhouses of Luo Sheng Dao slashed at Wang Chu's vitality field one after another, making a crisp sound, but they did not break Wang Chu's vitality field at all.

The gap between the general-level powerhouse and the commander-level powerhouse is in that vitality field with amazing defensive power, which is far beyond the defensive ability of Gangqi. This is also the reason why it is almost impossible for a general-level powerhouse to defeat a commander-level powerhouse.

"You're sending you to death!"

Wang Chu smiled coldly, his right hand turned into a hand knife, his true qi boiled, and with a knife, a terrifying sword slashed towards the eight Rasheng Dao general-level powerhouses, easily cutting the eight Rasheng Dao general-level powerhouses into two, and blood splashed everywhere.

"A bunch of useless trash!!"

A cold glint flashed in Qianluo Daozi's eyes, and he scolded, his hands were sealed, and he pointed to the side.

The bodies of the dozens of soldiers of the Special Affairs Bureau trembled slightly, a flash of fear flashed in everyone's eyes, and with a miserable scream, their bodies exploded one after another, turning into blood lines and submerging into Qianluo Daozi's body.

A trace of blood appeared in the center of Qianluo Daozi's eyebrows, and a terrifying aura of intermediate battle commander level permeated from his body.

"Rasen's fingers!"

Qianluo Daozi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, ten fingers flicked in succession, and one after another weird fingers stabbed towards Wang Chu from unbelievable angles like meteors.

"Demon Suppression Fist!"

Wang Chu knew that the only secret method he could compete with Qianluo Daozi was the Demon Suppression Fist, so he did not hesitate, stepped forward quickly, and a Demon Suppression Fist directly blasted out, as if a Tianzun was resurrected, suppressing the demons, and with one punch, the fingers of Luo Sheng's silk fingers were shattered, and they blasted towards Qianluo Daozi.

"Luo Shengyun hand!"

A solemn look flashed in Qianluo Daozi's eyes, his hands were intertwined, his true qi was surging, and layers of Gang Qi were entangled, forming a strange space full of sucking and twisting power.

Boom!

Wang Chu slammed his fist on the strange space, and the terrifying power exploded, instantly shattering the strange space.

Qianluo Daozi stepped on Luo Sheng's ethereal steps, and took seven steps back in a row, unloading the terrifying power of the Demon Suppression Fist, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Qianluo Daozi smiled coldly and said: "It's so domineering, it's such a strong fist technique! Wang Chu, such a powerful fist technique, the consumption is also extremely terrifying! How many moves can you still perform with such a fist technique?"

Qianluo Daozi has a lot of combat experience, and when he was a junior general, he once killed a strong man at the level of a senior general. He saw through Wang Chu's reality at a glance.

The Demon Suppression Fist is derived from the Supreme Inheritance Fighting Holy Fist Third Style, this fist is infinitely powerful, can temper the body and spirit, and at the same time it is an attack and killing fist. However, the consumption of this fist technique is also extremely huge, and Wang Chu, who is at the level of a commander, is also very difficult to perform, and he can't perform too many moves.

"Enough to kill you!"

Wang Chu's eyes were cold, and he used the Demon Suppression Fist, his whole body was boiling with true qi, and the thunder was shining, like a Heavenly Venerable descending into the world, suppressing the demons, and blasting towards Qianluo Daozi.

"Luo Shengyun hand!"

A solemn look flashed in Qianluo Daozi's eyes, and he exerted the martial art of the first defense in Luo Sheng Dao, urging the true qi, and his hands drew out one mysterious trajectory after another, forming a strange space containing distorting power.

Bang! Bang!

The terrifying sound of gas explosions continued, Wang Chu was like a raging demon god, and the Qianluo Daozi was like an extremely slippery swimming fish. Wang Chu was able to hit Qianluo Daozi with every blow, but he was unloaded by Qianluo Daozi by fifty or sixty percent of his strength.

"How many moves can you support? Ten moves, or seven moves, or five moves? Wang Chu, surrender! As long as you submit to me and dedicate that fist technique to me, I will spare you from dying! Otherwise, I will let you taste the powerful ghost soul searcher in our Luo Sheng Dao, and promise that you will not be able to survive and die!"

A large amount of blood overflowed from Qianluo Daozi, his hands trembled, and drops of blood dripped from his hands, but he still sneered. He clearly sensed that Wang Chu's aura had begun to weaken, even faster than him. As long as he persists a little longer, Wang Chu will run out of true qi and become his prey.

"Open your eyes!"

After Wang Chu shook Qianluo Daozi with a punch, his eyes opened, and two rounds of the Great Sun appeared directly in his eyes, and the flames of the two Great Suns gushed out and condensed into one, like a white light, which instantly fell on Qianluo Daozi's body.

"Hitomitsu!!Damn!!You're hiding such a killer trick!!!"

Qianluo Daozi's face changed greatly, he was very decisive, his hands were like knives, he cut his body, dug up the place where his chest was eroded by the flames of the great sun, stepped on Luo Sheng's ethereal steps, and retreated backwards.

"What a decisive guy, unfortunately, you are no longer the same as you were in your heyday!"

Wang Chu smiled coldly, urged the Eye of the Great Sun, and looked towards Qianluo Daozi, and the flame of the Great Sun suddenly erupted, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and fell between the neck of Qianluo Daozi, burning wildly.