Zhuang Xiong heard someone shouting that there was a meeting, and he couldn't help but pout his lips disdainfully, and said in his heart: "A group of battle maniacs with muscles in their heads, I think the probability of a fight is higher than that of a meeting." It's just that time doesn't allow him to continue to think, and before the words fell, a black shadow was already rushing towards him with a fierce wind, Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but secretly shout I damn it, so fast. Hurriedly raised his hand to parry, and in a hurry, he was knocked out by a blow, and he couldn't help but feel a little stuffy in his chest, and he was about to stand firm and fight back, but suddenly a tornado rose from the ground and swept Zhuang Xiong into the sky.

Zhuang Xiong was only dizzy, fell to the ground and couldn't help rolling his eyes, lean, although I don't know what this group of people are crazy about, the strategic surname is transferred first, let's just come to exercise combat experience, not to say that Zhuang Xiong thought about it in an instant, and landed on the ground to a soil escape technique, who knew that the forward was only a hundred and ten meters, and he felt that the earth seemed to have solidified a lot, and it was difficult to move, and he couldn't help but secretly complain: Houtu, you are a gentle and compassionate character who is famous in later generations, why are you so ruthless? It's just that this thing seems to have forgotten, he sneaked to the core of the Wu clan Pangu Palace, who knows what he came to do? I don't know if this thing used his brain at the time? He dared to expose himself like this, he really thought that he wanted to exercise, and the ancestral witch obediently accompanied him to exercise? Anyway, it seems that the reaction of the Wu clan is to grab him and beat him to death, including the gentle Houtu.

It is said that Zhuang Xiong can't sneak underground, violently attack on the spot, roar and burst out of the earth, and rise to the sky to drive the clouds, who knows that before he can drive the clouds, he only feels that the surroundings seem to be dark, and the light is instantaneous, and the time seems to have stopped for half a moment, and when Zhuang Xiong comes back to his senses, it is actually three lightning bolts and two thunderbolts in a row that exploded on his body, although he can't cause any big damage to Zhuang Xiong, but he can't help but feel numb, and when he is shivering, the rain poured down, drenching Zhuang Xiong into a soup chicken, and then, and then freezing Zhuang Xiong into a piece of ice。

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help crying without tears, his heart was furious, and his violent strength instantly attacked, instantly bursting the ice cubes, and without looking at the sky that suddenly turned into a fire, he started the road and left. These ancestors are crazy now, so let's change their names and come again. The ancestral witch's supernatural powers are like instincts, Zhuang Xiong also needs mana control with supernatural powers, learn its principle or something, people's ancestral witches are summoned to come, and they will go when they are waved, there is no why, it is so unreasonable, the so-called cultivation is just the control range, the size of the power and the like, this is purely the mode of the Heavenly Dao or the saint, no wonder the Heavenly Dao boss wants to destroy them.

However, the ancestral witches would not let him leave like this, the flames, lightning, thunder, ice needles, etc. in the sky were almost chasing Zhuang Xiong's ass, and the Emperor River was even more flapping its wings for 280,000 miles, firmly chasing after him. Zhuang Xiong also wanted to understand why he had such an encounter at this time, and his heart was full of remorse: "Careless, careless, pity my first life." It was ruined. Fortunately, my identity has not been revealed, otherwise I would have become a big laughing stock in the wilderness, so how can I have a face to see people. "Anyway, is it really okay for this thing to wander while running away?

Although Zhuang Xiong was distracted, he still felt a vicious wind rushing straight to the back of his head, and he didn't dare to look closely, and he swung his fist with full force to hit behind him, but he didn't want the figure behind him to flash, and he disappeared in an instant, and a big man rolled up a gust of wind and waved his knife to chop down, Zhuang Xiong could rush over at this time, but there were more ancestral witches chasing behind! Zhuang Xiong said that Yali was very big, so he could only wave his hand to parry, and when his hands were raised, he took out the Qiankun stick that turned black by the way, and the horizontal frame was in the air. A sound of weapons rang out, Zhuang Xiong felt that his arms sank, and the pressure didn't seem to be too exaggerated, but the evil wind behind him came straight to his head, Zhuang Xiong raised his foot and kicked at the big man with a knife, and the Qiankun stick was waved and smashed behind him, but he felt that the evil wind instantly retreated, and the Qiankun stick was also waved empty.

Zhuang Xiong couldn't help frowning, he definitely couldn't go on like this, he was always led by the nose. Zhuang Xiong's brows were tightly locked, and suddenly he roared, and he moved his feet with great speed, instantly leaving aside the man with the knife, and fighting with Di Jiang, who was always staring at the back of his head at the fastest speed. It turned out that Zhuang Xiong suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he actually combined the technique of road travel with some space skills and combat body techniques to use it for small-scale range movement, and it really worked. It can be seen that actual combat is really the best teacher for people, and even Zhuang Xiong, who is almost novice in actual combat, only knows how to be flexible in such a little time. (A certain tragedy urged the author to cry, I am also making progress in actual combat, and they are all made of bricks.) Zhuang Xiong was furious, did someone shoot you with bricks, and you were in a bad mood to make me so sad? ）

That Dijiang and Zhuang Xiong fought fast, sometimes like a streamer flying, dragging a long tail flame to roll up countless smoke and dust, sometimes it was like a starlight flashing, just now I saw fighting in the sky, and after a while it had flashed to the ground, suddenly in front, suddenly in the back, the knife-wielding man was unable to intervene for a while, only stood with a knife on the side, quietly watching the battle, and at the same time seemed to be guarding against Zhuang Xiong's escape.

Zhuang Xiong's battle was really happy, although he had received countless old punches on his body, he could also feel that he was making rapid progress. simply put away the Qiankun stick, only with a pair of fists against the enemy, relying on the flesh polished over countless years, he was able to fight evenly for a while, regardless of victory or defeat. In the middle of the battle, I heard a voice coming from afar: "Big brother, don't beat him to death." Leave it to me to play!"

Zhuang Xiong heard that it was called an anger, the black line crawled all over his forehead, what do you mean don't kill him? What do you mean to leave it for you to play? Zhuang Xiong angrily separated a trace of Yuan Shen and swept over, but saw a red Zhang Fei is rushing over, yes, it is Zhang Fei, of course, it is okay to say that it is Li Kui, but the violent red hair and the excited eyes are full of tyranny and danger. There was also a big man in coarse linen next to him, although he didn't shout out, but looking at the eyes full of fighting spirit, he knew that he was the same idea as the big man in red, but he wanted to use the time he was talking to speed up and rush into the battlefield. There was also a big man with a blue face, with a bright light, and followed the two helplessly. It's also speeding up.

Zhuang Xiong's heart couldn't help but be a little abrupt, it was the most combative fire god in the legend, Zhu Rong, and the water god working together, right? That bright blue and red man thought it was the one with a rather tongue-twisting name among the twelve ancestors. In the blink of an eye, the Zhurong Gonggong had already rushed to the front, and the two of them didn't care whether they intervened or not, and rushed into the field with a loud roar, and Di Jiang seemed to have deliberately escaped and firmly entangled Zhuang Xiong. Although Zhuang Xiong was helpless in his heart, he was not able to fight at this time, so he could only helplessly watch as he was transferred, and he was thrown by Dijiang to Zhu Rong and Gonggong, two violent men, like goods.

Na Xizi didn't make a move, and after Di Jiang was gone, the two muttered something between them, Zhuang Xiong only heard a few words saying "transfer the tiger from the mountain", "Houtu", "someone has been transferred", "nothing happened" Something like that, knowing that he was negligent for a while, made things bigger, he couldn't help rolling his eyes, but he didn't have time to complain, that Gonggong, Zhu Rong had already forced him to be in a hurry, Gonggong Zhu Rong was not a loss of the ancient water god and the god of fire, and he didn't live up to the title of a violent man, that fighting style was really violent, coupled with the two heavens of ice and fire, Zhuang Xiong was forced to be embarrassed, but he didn't want to use mana, after all, he was here to exercise his combat experience, wasn't it?

That Gonggong Zhurong seems to enjoy such a fist-to-flesh fighting method, and he didn't even send any fire and water or anything like that, of course, because of his surname, his own breath has a burst of fire or cold water vapor, but there is no way. With the cooperation of Zhu Rong and Gonggong, Zhuang Xiong's combat experience is also improving rapidly, and it is a combat martial art that is reborn and Pangu Kaitian, of course, it is extraordinary, but after a few hours of kung fu, although it is still inevitable to take a few punches, but it is also a good fight. And at this time, several other ancestral witches also came one by one, Di Jiang and the gentle eldest sister Houtu, the ice cube face Xuan Ming muttered on the side again, while the other ancestral witches formed a circle, faintly surrounding Zhuang Xiong in the middle.

Zhuang Xiong didn't care, the twelve ancestors were originally Pangu's twelve drops of essence blood absorbed by the turbidity of the earth, affected by the turbidity, although the strength is infinite, and the strength is naturally very strong, but most of them are the goods with muscles in the brain, only the space surname of Dijiang and the original homology of the earth surname of Houtu are not very affected, because the two of them can stay calm most of the time, and the major affairs of the Wu clan are generally determined by them. Di Jiang is the eldest brother of the twelve, and the speed is transported to the limit, but no one can take him, but the earth is in line with the origin of the earth, or maybe the great god of Pangu is also a native surname, plus the brothers' love for the little sister, so the ancestors are basically more convinced by the words of these two people. In fact, there is also a candle dragon that is not very affected by turbidity, but this thing is said to be the time ancestor witch, in fact, the scope of influence is very small, but what he is better at is light and dark, so the surname is also uncertain, and the ancestor witch can't grasp his normal time, and he doesn't dare to hand over important things to him. And although the strength is really one of the best, but the fight is extremely slippery, not to give a time to stagnate or something, it is very embarrassing, even if the battle is crazy like Zhu Rong, the co-workers don't like to fight with him. made the candle dragon very resentful.

It seems that the ancestors are very idle, and they actually watched Zhuang Xiong and Zhu Rong like this. Gonggong fought for several days, as if he was watching a play, and from time to time there was a comment, which made Zhuang Xiong extremely depressed, just fighting with the two with a black face, no matter what rules and taboos or something, what is the use of cutting off children and grandchildren's feet, monkeys stealing peaches, double dragons playing with pearls and the like, how to come easily, that Zhurong Gonggong did not care, it seems that he has long been familiar with these moves, and it is called a relaxed freehand to deal with it, but Zhuang Xiong, a person who uses insidious moves, is indignant.

After more than a month, Zhuang Xiong's moves gradually became mellow, and he finally began to adapt to the offensive of the two, absorb the combat experience of the two, and gradually began to counterattack. Zhuang Xiong's physical strength was already slightly higher than that of the ancestral witch, at this time, the posture was wide open and closed, and the strength was strong, sweeping with the momentum of the overlord, overwhelming the two, and the two of them were so angry that they scolded the perverts. And the few ancestors who were watching were full of light and eager to try. Qiang Liang had a temper tantrum and couldn't help it, so he rushed up and shouted, "Two brothers, I'll help you." It was a thunderous punch. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but secretly slander himself: It's also an impolite person, he started first and then spoke, and he didn't say hello to me. In his hand, he was not afraid, and when he turned around, he was a dragon swinging his tail, forcing Qiang Liang back two steps. Qiang Liang shouted "happy", and pounced again in a blink of an eye.

Zhuang Xiong snorted coldly, and he was not polite, but he adapted to the rhythm of the battle in a moment, after all, his own strength was higher than a few people, and the rebirth of the Qiankun Martial Arts and the Pangu Open Heaven Battle Method were also extraordinary, and he could still faintly gain the upper hand. Over there, Tianwu was about to rush up with Qiang Liang, but he was preempted by Qiang Liang, and he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, seeing the situation at this time, he also turned into a wisp of light smoke and rushed into the battlefield. This kind of party is quite equal, that day Wu Ben is the ancestor of the wind, around a few people to see the stitches, Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel a lot of pressure, for a while a lot of struggle, can only give priority to defense, see the opportunity to return a few moves. For a while, the battle situation couldn't help but fall into a stalemate.

Time passes, fleeting, unconsciously thousands of years have passed, Zhuang Xiong guessed that the emperor Jiang Houtu must have understood his approach, seeing that his strength is not bad, I don't know if I don't want to make more strong enemies or feel that he is actually not malicious, and has not caused any losses to the Wu clan, so he generously let him go, or perhaps, it is actually a good thing to find a toy with such strength for a group of brothers who only fight every day, Zhuang Xiong estimated in his heart that the last one may have a bigger surname. Although he was unwilling to face such a cruel fact, firstly, he needed the feeding of the Twelve Ancestral Witches to increase his actual combat experience, and secondly, the Twelve Ancestral Witches could take turns to fight, but the sad Zhuang Xiong was alone, and he was already full of wind and frost, and he was powerless to complain.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches didn't give him any time to rest, every time they felt that he was about the same, they would give him time to eat a spirit fruit, drink wine, and take a few breaths, and everyone looked at him with a strange smile that made Zhuang Xiong extremely annoying. Feeling that he was almost rested, he rushed up again, with the eyes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Zhuang Xiong actually felt as if he was spending every moment in tension, although the combat experience was growing rapidly, but was there no more comfortable way? Zhuang Xiong sometimes even felt that he was purely here to find abuse. Isn't it okay to fight with the Sanqing, try their Nine Turns Xuangong, or kill a few little demons? Why do you want to come here?

Just on the verge of collapse of Zhuang Xiong's spirit, his strength is also constantly improving, even if five or six ancestral witches are on the same page, Zhuang Xiong, whose eyes are like fire, is also able to suppress, and even sometimes ** ancestral witches come together, Zhuang Xiong is also advancing and retreating, and he is playing well. As long as the pervert of the candle dragon does not join, Zhuang Xiong can even have a slight advantage sometimes, of course, he will be beaten back to his original form after a thousand moves. But there is still no need to fail. Only Houtu and Dijiang never joined the battle later, but Zhuang Xiong had no way of knowing their strength for a while.

At this time, although there were only five people in the field, but looking at the other three ancestral witches who came from afar, Zhuang Xiong finally couldn't bear it anymore, and instantly a violent storm attack forced several people back, and he roared angrily in the sky: "I can't stand it!!"

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