Boom! Boom!

Jing Shaoling blasted out with three punches in a row, and the rolling starlight turned into a swimming dragon, letting out a violent roar, and under the amplification of the spiritual weapon, it was even more violent, like a wave, slamming into the embankment.

"Poof!"

The green light shield finally let out a slight sound, turning into bits of green light and dissipating.

"Die!"

Jing Shaoling was like a god and demon, and he punched over again, without the shield of light, he wanted to see how this dead wood could resist.

But the dead wood's expression was very puzzling to Jing Shaoling, this guy didn't have the slightest nervousness at this time, but looked at him expressionlessly, as if he didn't care at all.

Bang!

Dead Muzi's hands turned into palms to intercept Jing Shaoling's fist, and the power of the fury suddenly surged on him, and the green light on Dead Muzi's body flashed and flickered, like a wind lantern that flickered in the night wind.

Jing Shaoling seemed to be hit on an iron rock wood, and was rushed back a few steps back by the force of the shock.

"Go on, I'll see how long your aura can sustain you!"

Dead Muzi said as usual.

Jing Shaoling was really surprised at this time, this guy had just received a punch from him, and it was completely like he was fine, could it be that the body refiner in the middle stage of foundation building was really so strong?

"Humph!"

Jing Shaoling let out a cold snort, since the enemy was a live target for him to fight, how could he retreat.

Rumble!

The Meteor Fist erupted again, and the light of the spirit weapon was extremely bright, turning into a silver sun, crushing the past.

Dead Muzi still had a light and breezy look, raised his arms lightly, and greeted him, and in the flash of green light, the extremely violent Meteor Fist was all devoured by him, and then dissolved.

Jing Shaoling seemed to have seen a ghost, this guy was so powerful, it seemed to be devouring his fist strength, you must know that his Meteorite Fist burst out and no one has been able to resist head-on yet, not to mention that his armor-piercing gloves are spiritual weapons that can be amplified, this kind of violent power Even if he himself has the body of the King Kong Realm, he does not dare to resist hard.

"Go on!"

Deadwood repeats what she just said.

Jing Shaoling was about to explode, he had always provoked others like this, but he didn't expect to eat this today, not to mention how aggrieved he was, and in anger, he punched more than ten punches in a row.

The Meteorite Fist was exerted by him to the extreme, like a meteor falling from the sky, completely enveloping the dead wood, and the violent force was like a hurricane that scattered smoke and dust around the two of them, shooting out earth and rocks, and breaking trees.

It's just that the dead wood is still unharmed, at this time Jing Shaoling couldn't help but be a little out of breath, looking at him with a hint of helplessness, this guy is a turtle, how can he fight nothing, but looked at him with a sneer, with disdain.

Jing Shaoling's expression couldn't help but be a little heavy, and his spiritual consciousness radiated, observing the surrounding environment.

This guy's physical body is indeed strong, but he feels that he is not strong to this extent, and he is not even as strong as his own physical body, but how did he dissolve his strength, which made Jing Shaoling puzzled?

Gradually, Jing Shaoling found some clues, the ground around the dead wood is almost incomplete, the rotten leaves seem to have been lifted by the wind, the ground is full of potholes, and some places even expose a large hole, as if there is damage caused by the turn of the earth dragon underground.

"It's ......"

Jing Shaoling's abnormality from his spiritual consciousness made him a little surprised, and he looked at the dead wood suspiciously, thoughtful.

"Boy, go on, if you don't have the strength, I should make a move!"

Dead Muzi said defiantly.

At this time, the three of Qing Xianzi, Qiu Jian, and Impermanence Tong looked at this side, and saw that Dead Muzi had the upper hand, and couldn't help but show a smug expression.

Qiu Jian shouted loudly: "Jing Shaoling, I advise you to surrender in time, Uncle Dead Muzi is one of the thirty-six Tiangang of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and his strength is unfathomable, not something you can imagine!"

"Surrender quickly, you are not Uncle Deadwood's opponent, Uncle Deadwood's Uncle has not made a move so far, let you attack, you are helpless, the strength is far away, you still admit defeat!"

The green fairy said faintly.

Impermanence Tong also flashed a hint of joy, and shouted: "Jing Shaoling, surrender quickly, otherwise as soon as Uncle Dead Muzi makes a move, you will die and have no place to be buried, don't do things that are beyond your strength to block the car with your mantis arm!"

"Pretending to be a ghost, you're eating my punch!"

Jing Shaoling ignored the ridicule of the three and punched him again.

Dead Muzi's faint expression was still as usual, and there was a disdainful look in his eyes.

In the flash of green light, the Falling Star Fist was once again useless.

At this time, Jing Shaoling's spiritual consciousness radiated in the surrounding five zhang radius, and sure enough, he noticed the abnormality, just before the meteorite fist blasted out, the ground in the southwest corner was flat, but at this time it was a mess, and a deep pit was lifted, as if it had been bombarded by someone with a spell.

At this time, Jing Shaoling understood that this guy was not a strong body and amazing defense at all, but a technique he cultivated, which could leak all his fist strength into the earth through a certain medium.

With such a weird supernatural power, no matter how he bombarded him, he would be fine. Because he was bombarding the earth, not himself, unless he had some kind of supernatural power, and the power of the instant explosion exceeded his own load, he could only be injured.

Thinking about this joint, Jing Shaoling couldn't help but sneer.

Dead Muzi said arrogantly at this time: "What else do you have to do, just use it, otherwise you won't have a chance!"

"Very good, I want to see if you are really iron-clad and eating my spells!"

Jing Shaoling didn't punch this time, and then instantly condensed a few fireballs and threw them at the dead wood.

As soon as the fireball technique came out, Dead Muzi's calm face suddenly changed, and the whole person instantly turned into a faint green light and flew to the side.

Rumble!

The fireball landed on the ground and burst into a large stream of flames, sending fire chips flying in all directions.

"How did you find out!"

Dead Muzi said in surprise.

"Your exercise is really magical, I once saw a second-order exercise on the second floor of Xianyun Pavilion, it is said that after cultivating to the extreme, you can incarnate into a wood spirit, connected to the earth, and it is extremely difficult to kill, it seems that what you are cultivating is this skill!"

Jing Shaoling said lightly, after glancing at the other party with sharp eyes, he continued: "But your exercise is a wood-based magical power, I attack you with the power of flesh and blood, you are naturally not afraid, but you are afraid of restrained spells, this is your only weakness, and fire-based spells are probably what you are most afraid of!"

Dead Muzi's face couldn't help but be extremely ugly, and he suddenly said: "Hmph! Even if you find out, you are a body refiner, you can't master high-level spells at all, and you still can't deal with me, just now you spent a lot of spiritual energy and qi and blood, and now you must have become the end of a strong crossbow!"

"I want to say a word to you. ”

Jing Shaoling smiled weirdly.

"What words!"

Dead Muzi was a little puzzled.

"Don't talk too much nonsense when fighting, or you'll be the one who dies!"

Jing Shaoling's hand waved down, and suddenly countless meteorites the size of a millstone fell from the sky, fiercely enveloping the area around the dead wood for several zhang, and the intense and rich earth aura boiled in the void, making a whistling sound.

"Oh!

The dead wood let out a desperate scream, and the next moment it was hit by the roaring rock, and finally drowned.