Chapter 385: How Did Wu Lang Die?

Seeing this, Wu Lang couldn't help but be stunned, although he said that he had heard of the legend of Zhu Ba, but he never thought that when it came to the real decisive battle, he would have a trace of fear in his heart.

Even if it's just a hint, that's sometimes, and that hint of fear is enough to kill someone.

"Bluff" Wu Lang scolded viciously, and then as soon as he held the iron sword in his hand, he changed his moves again.

The previous Wu Lang's swordsmanship was the strength of the ten thousand families and turned into something already there.

And now, he turned out to be a straight slash and thorn.

That's all there is to it.

However, these two most common moves, in the hands of this Wu Lang, are as earth-shattering.

"Tinima's violent!"

"Could it be that this martial artist is going against the sky?"

"I'll go, this sword is simply ......"

"Tainyima is strong. ”

"I adore him so much......" the nun exclaimed.

“......”

One slash and one stab, two thorns attacked, Zhu Ba's eyes flashed, and the killing intent in his eyes suddenly rose!

"Give it to me!"

With this voice, Zhu Bayi pointed to the top of his head, and suddenly one sword turned into three swords.

The onlookers were so shocked that their jaws dropped to the ground.

This pig is so perverted, he actually played a trick.

As soon as the three swords came out, a violent wind suddenly rose, as if it was about to sweep up everything around it.

"The wind was too strong. ”

"The wind is like a knife, the air is like a sword, killing people in the blink of an eye, can it be said that this is the scene in front of you?"

"Damn, this is simply a mountain higher than a mountain, what is Lao Tzu alive compared to them......"

First, there was a bang, which was the sound of the collision of sword qi, and then there was a big flash, as if it was going to blind the eyes of those people.

"Ah, I can't see clearly. ”

"Ah, why does my chest hurt so much......"

“......”

Just when everyone was puzzled, suddenly, a wail came from the top of the firmament.

When everyone's vision became clear, they saw a scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

Na Wulang's left arm was directly cut off.

This......

It's incredible.

"Look, that pig has an extra broken arm in his hand, and it seems to be bleeding. ”

"Damn, is that broken arm said to be Wu Lang's?"

"Damn, what kind of play is this, pretend to be a grandson first, and then dig up!"

"Defeated, is this hell gate defeated?"

"Wu Lang, Lao Tzu said that he wants you to have an arm, so he wants you an arm, how is it, how does it feel?" Zhu Ba threw the broken arm upward, and then pointed to the top of his head, and suddenly a small sword came out, and with skillful techniques, the broken arm was instantly cut into meat paste!

"No!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Lang hissed, but what can he change.

"Pig eight, I want your life."

Takerou was furious, completely furious.

I saw Wu Lang throw the iron sword upward, and suddenly a sword intent broke through the air, carrying a roar and a burst of death intent.

The wind is strong, and the ice is coming.

In an instant, countless layers of ice appeared around them, as if someone had cast a secret spell.

"What's going on?"

Just when everyone was scolding, Wu Lang turned into an iceman, holding an ice sword in his hand, and attacked Zhuba.

Seeing this, Zhu Ba didn't say a word, stood in mid-air with his hands on his back, his eyes slightly closed.

"This time, you have to die. ”

This Ice Sword Phantom Dome Method is his secret method. It will never be used until a special moment.

And now, this pig eight actually broke one of his arms, and in front of the world, he cut his arm into a pulp, which is simply the rhythm of death.

"Ice Sword Phantom Dome"

In an instant, those high-level cultivators with good eyesight were stunned. In their field of vision, the dense sword-wielding icemen, like the snowflakes, densely covered in the space, slashed towards the pig with a ruthless thunderous momentum.

Every blow of that person is enough to make a demon general's late-stage old monster lose his life in an instant.

"No, I'll have to go back thirty feet. ”

"I'll have to retreat fifty feet. Ah, my body has an urge to explode. ”

Those low-level cultivators had already been forced to retreat again and again by this powerful aura!

No way, who made their strength so weak!

However, then, a strange scene happened.

"What about people?"

"Where's Piggy?"

"Where did Piggy go?"

"This ......"

Even Wu Lang, who was in control of the battle situation at this time, couldn't help but be confused, originally thinking that he would definitely win, but in that last breath, the goods disappeared in front of his eyes like air.

"Pig eight, you come out for me?"

Wu Lang looked up to the sky and roared, and the whole person was about to go crazy.

"Come out!"

"Come out!"

The sky was full of Wu Lang's echoes, earth-shattering, but more anger and indignation.

"Grandpa is here!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, followed by a figure.

That person was Inoba.

Seeing this, Wu Lang didn't say a word, and once again gathered his strength to cast the Ice Sword Phantom Dome Method.

It's just that the same scene happened again.

"Damn it!"

This Wu Lang was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, first he lost an arm, and then he destroyed his own chop into meat paste in front of the world, and now, he actually played himself, this pig eight - will die!

"You come out for me!"

Wu Lang's voice echoed through the sky again.

"Grandpa is here. ”

Pig Eight's voice sounded again.

A person in the distance laughed when he saw this scene.

When Wu Lang heard this, he glared back violently, and immediately stared at the person directly.

"How about it, are you still called grandpa?" said Zhu Ba coldly, a teasing and bantering meaning.

"Fuck you!" said Takerou once again with the Ice Sword Phantom Dome Technique.

"I hate scolding my mother the most, it looks like you're going to die today. As soon as Zhu Ba said this, he immediately took action.

It's just that at this time, he didn't draw his sword, but used his palm.

"What's the situation? This pig can't be crazy, right?"

"It is rumored that this pig can only use a sword, why is he using a palm at this moment?" "Is it crazy?"

"Or are you overjoyed?"

“......”

A palm struck out, and in a whistling moment, he came to Wu Lang.

At first glance, it wasn't very strong, just like the water ripples.

However, when Wu Lang looked at it again, he couldn't help but be stunned.

There is even a palm in that palm.

In other words, a palm in the palm of the hand, a palm in the palm of the hand......

With this palm, Zhu Ba sacrificed the power of the two Holy Child Beads, which was enough to kill this martial artist in an instant.

Yes!

Takero didn't understand why he died.

Those spectators didn't understand that this scene was so weird that it was unacceptable.

"This ......" those people from the hell gate couldn't help but be stunned.

"What the hell is going on?"

"How did Takero die?"

"This ......"