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"The big bull of the Saru tribe is here again. The bull roared.

Wu Ling patted the soles of the big cow's feet and signaled it to withdraw the trick of scaring children, and the powerhouses of the seventh-layer internal force did not eat this set.

Unexpectedly, Da Niu replied honestly: "Every time the Saru tribe fights, they will shout out their names, and the louder the voice, the greater the momentum, isn't it, hehe." ”

Wu Ling took a step forward, Ben Yi retracted his back, from beginning to end, unscathed, he raised his head, his eyes were serious, and he said to Zhao Jun: "Your life is over." ”

After Zhao Jun heard this, he laughed, thinking that you have a small three-layer internal force, even if it is with the killing weapon behind you, no one will stop me from escaping.

"Aren't you afraid of flashing to your waist when you say such a big thing?"

"It's worth it to flash your waist in exchange for your life, but it's a pity that I can't flash my waist after taking your life. Wu Ling said, and put the Qianliu Arrow in his hand aside, and what was wrapped in his hand was the strong and domineering Dragon Descending Palm.

Of course, Wu Ling would not be an idiot to expose the Dragon Descending Palm in the outermost layer, the palm of his palm is the Dragon Descending Palm, and the back of the palm is an ordinary punch.

Zhao Jun was clumsy and couldn't find out the secret between Wu Ling's hands.

"Haha, a set of mutated piercing fists, it can still turn the sky upside down, I see that you don't cry if you don't see the coffin, today I'll let you see, the last sword of the thirteen swords of my Shenmen is powerful. ”

Wu Ling knew that the decisive point of the battle had arrived, and the other party was forced by himself several times to make the biggest killing move.

In this world, despair and hope always exist at the same time, and when a person makes the greatest killing move, it is when his own defense is the lowest, Wu Ling waits for this opportunity...... It's been a long time.

Zhao Jun's Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate, each sword represents a situation, like the sword of life and death to decide life and death, but the sword is broken, there is no life and death on the Yama Life and Death Chapter, each sword volatilized is a set of heart-wrenching illusions, but unfortunately with Zhao Jun's seven-layer internal force, it is not enough to penetrate the wings, so the invincible sword intent has no effect on Wu Ling.

This is the most aggrieved place for him at present, and it is really unpleasant that a seventh-layer powerhouse can't deal with an ant-like figure.

"I, Zhao Jun, have sacrificed the last sword of the thirteen swords of the Divine Gate three times, and so far only the three who have died have heard of the name of the thirteenth sword, and you will become the fourth. Zhao Jun woke up angrily, the beads of sweat on the tip of his nose revealed his grasp of the thirteen swords, obviously the thirteen swords were not trivial.

But Wu Ling will still grasp the flaw of the moment to defeat the enemy.

"Yes, the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate, maybe they can't beat my piercing fist. Wu Ling once again despised going back, and the most important thing was to disturb the enemy's heart.

Zhao Jun did not cut the battle with Wu Ling, the jade sword was in his hand, and the remaining seven layers of internal force were all poured into the jade sword, and the last sword of the thirteen swords of the Divine Gate was ready to go.

The jade sword was exposed in the air, the sword intent disappeared completely, the long sword was like a dead wood that had lost its vitality, no one would care about its existence, even if the bee cordyceps swept by, it would not stop for half a minute.

"This is the sword intent of the thirteenth sword. Wu Ling thought in his heart, the time has come, and all that remains is to borrow the east wind.

"Da Niu, can you infuse the seven layers of internal force on the Ben Wing?" Wu Ling shouted at Da Niu.

Da Niu scratched his head, a little puzzled. It is also a desolate beast, of course it knows the existence of the Thunder Tiger, so it also knows the utility of the Thunder Tiger's Wings, and finally responded: "The Thunder Wing is too special, my internal force can only be transmitted close to my hand, if it is separated from my hand, the seven-layer internal force will disappear if it is very open." ”

Wu Ling obviously considered such a situation, and did not show too much anxiety, but responded again: "You just need to grab me and bump into Zhao Jun, and I will take care of the rest." ”

Da Niu nodded blankly, although he didn't know Wu Ling's intentions, but it was always right to do it.

It looked down at Wu Ling, and Wu Ling's running wings stretched again, instantly enveloping Wu Ling's whole body.

Da Niu knew that the next thing should be his turn, he gave birth to a huge palm, easily picked up the winged ellipsoid, and poured the seven layers of internal force into it.

Da Niu used a little force, but found that Ben Yi didn't even twist the shape a little, and sighed that Ben Lei Hu was powerful, so he turned his attention to Zhao Jun.

"The big bull of the Salu tribe is here, Zhao Jun is killed" The big bull had no patience, and ran towards Zhao Jun directly, Zhao Jun smiled evilly, obviously not caring about the head killing weapon.

......

Wu Ling was in Benyi, constantly preparing for something, and he discovered another secret of the Dragon Descending Palm.

If you open up the Taiyuan acupoint in the depression of the horizontal stripes of the palm and wrist, the obstacle to the flow of internal force between the palms will almost disappear, and the domineering meaning of the dragon palm will eliminate the blocking momentum, and it will definitely be able to exert a more powerful palm strength.

This is what Wu Ling realized when he added the Dragon Descending Palm to the Thousand Willow Arrow.

Ling Tianxiang's Thousand Willow Arrow is of course hard, but if you look at its internal structure, those criss-crossing and intertwined fragments also exist, Wu Ling's Dragon Descending Palm is added to the top, and the three layers of internal force are poured into the arrow body along the palm of the palm, which can be converted into the past, halving a lot of internal force.

The strength of the dragon descending palm displayed has naturally been reduced a lot.

After perceiving this, Wu Ling began to break the Taiyuan acupoint, poured internal force into it, poured it into it with the domineering dragon palm breath, and broke through it with the piercing strength of the fist, and after a while, the Taiyuan acupoint was full of thick and domineering palm breath, and the little platinum dragon drooled a few drops of saliva on the ability contained in it, but no matter how it was, it would not absorb Wu Ling's physical ability.

Outside the wing, the big bull held Wu Ling in his hand, and pushed the wings to Zhao Jun with the momentum of his palm, during which the palm did not leave the wings, and the endless internal force in the palm of the hand has been wrapped in the outer layer of the wing.

Zhao Jun's Shenmen sword skills were ready, he condensed the twenty-four broken hands on his feet, and the afterimage was shocked, and he moved in front of Da Niu with a teleportation.

"The thirteen swords of the Divine Gate, the last sword - Rashomon. ”

Under the rakshasa, there will be no life, the meaning of Rashomon, the sword pointed at Wu Ling, and shot quickly.

"Give me death. Zhao Jun was furious, his eyes were red, and he yelled at Wu Ling in the wings.

"Roar!" Da Niu's voice was even higher, deeply overpowering Zhao Jun.

The collision of Ben Yi and Rashomon sword skills, the aftermath of the internal force turned the surrounding ten meters into powder, flying sand and stones, flying all over the sky, and the smoke filled Da Niu and Zhao Jun, and the people on the periphery could hardly see what was happening inside.

I have to say that the last hit of the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Gate Rashomon, as strong as a bull, was deeply shocked back half a step, if he hadn't been strong enough, the wings in his hands would have almost shot out.

Fortunately, the big bull shook it hard, and Rashomon's sword intent had been consumed by more than seven points, and Wu Ling, who had been waiting for a long time, was finally about to act.

(To be continued)......