"I guessed it right."
After taking a pill of Shengsheng Good Fortune, Zhong Wen's condition seemed to have improved slightly, but it had not returned to its peak state. The wound was still burning and the pain did not diminish at all. However, there was excitement in his voice, "The power of time." , is just a kind of strength. As long as it is strength, it has strength and weakness."
At this moment, he finally understood why Lin Zhiyun and Li Bing remained unconscious and unable to receive treatment after being injured by Feng Qingyu.
No matter how powerful the elixir is, it will take time for it to be effective.
It was the terrifying power of time that kept the three of them in a state of serious injury. They were unable to receive treatment from Shengsheng Good Fortune Pill and Yin Ning'er, and naturally lost the chance of recovery.
But now, although he is also disturbed by the power of time, his condition is much better than that of Lin Zhiyun and others.
There is only one reason, and that is that his power is stronger.
Strong enough to barely withstand the power of time.
In this way, among many of us, the one with the greatest potential may be that heartless little foodie girl.
Zhong Wen realized something in his heart and unconsciously glanced at Shen Xiaowan in the distance who had a worried look on his face.
He endured the pain all over his body and casually patted his dusty chest muscles. The magic stick in his left hand and the dragon-slaying knife in his right had disappeared without a trace.
Then, the sky shuttle under his feet burst into light, and Zhong Wen's shirtless and muscular body appeared high in the sky again.
A muscular naked man with colorful bodies, wearing only a pair of golden underpants, faces a naked and beautiful woman shining with six colors from a distance. The picture is so fantastic and strange that it completely exceeds the boundaries of ordinary people's imagination and makes people feel like they are in a dream. a feeling of.
"I never imagined that you, with your thin arms and legs, would be so painful when you hit someone."
Zhong Wen's tone sounded relaxed, but his eyes were more serious than ever before, "If we get into another fight, I'm afraid I'll lose my hair, so I'll use this next move to decide the outcome!"
"good!"
Feng Qingyu nodded, and there was a rare smile in his beautiful eyes.
Before she finished speaking, her smooth body wrapped in six colors of light had disappeared from the spot without any warning.
When she reappeared, she was already less than two feet in front of Zhong Wen. She raised her right arm high and punched hard, heading straight for Zhong Wen's chest.
Just when she struck this blow, the six discs behind her suddenly shone brightly, releasing an unimaginable awe-inspiring momentum. The mysterious cultivator in the center of the disc suddenly opened his eyes wide, with terrifying six-colors shooting out of his eyes. light.
The pig on the left opens its mouth and howls, the pigeon below spreads its wings and flies, while the snake on the right twists its body vigorously and keeps spitting snake messages in its mouth.
The three animals emitted dazzling light at the same time, which merged into the cultivator's eyes, and then reflected back, landing on Feng Qingyu's slender right arm.
The sparkling pink fist instantly exudes an invincible power that destroys the world and shakes the sky.
Such power should not exist in the human world.
Only the God of War in the sky can possess such momentum.
Facing this unrivaled punch, Zhong Wen looked calm and did not dodge, with a trace of determination flashing in his eyes.
At some point, a spear suddenly appeared in his right hand.
The tip of the spear is two feet long, shining with golden light, and the barrel is one foot long, all white. Nine golden dragons with different expressions are carved on the joints, which are lifelike and vivid.
Kowloon Void-breaking Spear!
Among the ninety-seven kinds of acquired spiritual treasures, it is known as the most offensive artifact.
With the gun in his hand, Zhong Wen's aura increased exponentially. Purple smoke enveloped the surrounding area of one foot, and the overbearing aura of the king filled the world. Even though they were nearly a thousand feet apart, many practitioners on both sides of the battlefield
At this moment, everyone felt uncontrollable fear and trembling. Apart from surrender and worship, it was difficult to have other thoughts in their hearts.
If we say Feng Qingyu's punch, it is comparable to the wrath of the God of War.
Then Zhong Wen, with the magic gun in hand, undoubtedly unleashed the power of the Emperor of Heaven.
"This, this is..."
Two figures suddenly appeared in the sky not far away. Staring at the astonishing scene in front of them, they couldn't help but exclaimed in unison.
The two people who suddenly appeared were none other than Mo Disheng, the master of the "Dark Temple" and the master of the "Ice Chi Island", Saint Bing Chi, who had been fighting passionately in the Jueling Heaven Realm just a moment ago, with their noses and faces swollen.
"Mo Disheng, although I look down on your character, I still have to admit it." Saint Bingchi was stunned, and suddenly sighed, "You have accepted a good disciple!"
It turned out that these two people were so passionate that even when they discovered that their spiritual power was revived, they did not stop fighting. They kept fighting until their spiritual consciousness sensed the astonishing momentum on the battlefield.
Arrive a step too late and miss this crucial moment that determines history.
"Of course!" Mo Disheng stared closely at the graceful figure of his beloved disciple and replied proudly, "This girl's qualifications are unparalleled in the world. Now that she has achieved great success, she has no rival in the world!"
"Really? That's not necessarily the case!"
Saint Bingchi heard him bragging about his junior, how could he endure it, so he retorted decisively, "Although she is not bad, she is by no means a match for my virtuous son-in-law. The outcome of this battle has already been decided!"
A moment ago, Zhong Wen was still a damn wild boar in his heart that had eaten his own cabbage. Now, in order to compare with Mo Disheng, the face-hungry Saint Bing Chi did not hesitate to change his name and call him a "virtuous son-in-law".
If Zhong Wen heard it, I really don't know what he would think.
"He is your son-in-law? That's it!" Mo Disheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Vice Island Master Li has to be widowed at such a young age. It is really a pity that he has such a beautiful face!"
"Fart! My girl is fine!"
Saint Bing Chi became furious and cursed loudly, "You, on the other hand, have finally accepted a disciple, and before I can even take care of you until you die, you are about to die here. It's so miserable for you to have a white-haired person send a black-haired person to you!"
"boom!"
Mo Disheng sneered and was about to reply when a loud noise in the distance made the two of them change their expressions and both turned their heads to look.
It turned out that just when the two saints were bickering, Feng Qingyu's fist and Zhong Wen's sharp spear finally collided hard.
These two shocking forces collided head-on, and the momentum created could not be described in words. Dazzling bright light fell on the ground, and everyone saw a vast expanse of white. It hurt the eyes, made tears flow, and shook the sky.
The sound of the ground almost made the eardrums rupture, and blood flowed from the ear holes, dripping to the ground.
Everyone present whose cultivation level was lower than that of the Spirit Master fell to the ground and rolled back and forth in pain, wailing and wailing. They deeply hated their parents for giving them only one pair of hands, and they didn't know whether to cover their eyes or ears first.
I don’t know how long it took, but the dazzling light finally gradually dissipated. Mo Disheng and Saint Bingchi looked nervously at the position where the two were fighting, only to see Zhong Wen stepping on the treasure shuttle and holding a magic gun, majestically hanging.
Standing tall and tall in the sky, with a heroic posture, he looks like an angel from heaven, which makes people want to worship him.
However, Feng Qingyu, who was originally invincible, fell to the ground without knowing when, lying on his back in the deep pit quietly, his eyes dull, his appearance haggard, and the surface of his snow-white body was covered with large and small wounds.
, the blood keeps flowing like spring water.
It was clear that he had defeated the opponent, but Zhong Wen showed a trace of annoyance on his face, as if he was not very satisfied with his performance.
It turns out that in the fight just now, Feng Qingyu saw that he could not match Zhong Wen's invincible spear power, so he decisively used the power of heaven and planned to escape into the void to temporarily avoid the sharp attack.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Wen's spear didn't miss. Instead, it tore through the void and chased Feng Qingyu into the small space where she was hiding, directly injuring her seriously.
I'm such a pig brain!
Nine Dragons Breaking the Void Spear, breaking the void, breaking the void, doesn't it mean to pierce the void?
If I had known that this magic gun could tear apart space, why did I waste so much effort just now?
It’s just like eating salted fish dipped in soy sauce. It’s unnecessary!
Zhong Wen suddenly slapped his head. It was not until this moment that he truly realized the terrifying power of the Houtian Lingbao in his hand, which was known as the most offensive weapon.
His previous behavior of using the dragon-slaying sword to respond to the enemy in order to exert the power of space, now seems to be a pure waste of time and has no meaning.
"it's over!"
Knowing that the Nine Dragons Breaking Void Spear can restrain the power of heaven, a stern look flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes, and he said softly, and the sky shuttle under his feet suddenly burst into light, carrying him suddenly to a height of ten thousand feet, and then galloped at an unimaginable speed.
Then, the magic gun in his hand emitted a white light that was brighter than the sun, and fell against the wind and rain.
Under Tong Tiansuo's high-speed sprint, the power of this shot was more than twice as powerful as before. It was already the strongest blow that Zhong Wen could hit at this moment.
This was also the first time that he made an all-out move on a young and beautiful woman without any reservations.
A white light flashed in Feng Qingyu's eyes, and his whole body instantly returned to its peak state. His lotus feet touched the ground, his delicate body rose into the air, and with all his strength, he punched up happily and fearlessly.
"boom!"
Accompanied by a more dazzling bright light, Feng Qingyu was stabbed to the ground by this shocking gun. His momentum collapsed instantly, all his limbs were broken, and blood spurted out from all over his body. There was no intact skin, nor between the mouth and nose.
Take a breath.
Won!
Seeing Zhong Wen's victory with one shot, tearing Feng Qingyu into pieces and reducing him to human form, all the coalition forces' eyes lit up with joy, and many people started cheering to express their excitement.
But everyone on the side of the "Dark Temple" looked gloomy, as if they were mourning for their heirs, as if they had foreseen the tragic fate that was about to come.
You and I have different positions, so don’t blame me for being cruel!
Zhong Wen put away the Nine-Dragon Void-Breaking Spear, with a breath all over his body, and his body gradually returned to normal size. Suddenly a white gown appeared in his hand, and he was about to put it on himself. Suddenly his eyes changed, and he looked at Feng Qingyu with a look of disbelief.
A battered torso.
I saw that this beautiful woman who had taken her last breath was suddenly illuminated by six colors of light again, and her originally broken limbs began to grow rapidly, and she was likely to return to her peak.
Can the dead be resurrected?
Is this Nima still a human being?
Zhong Wen was taken aback, hurriedly raised his right arm, took out the magic gun again, and strode away in the direction of Feng Qingyu.
At this time, Feng Qingyu's limbs had returned to their original state, and her delicate body suddenly jumped up from the ground, facing Zhong Wen directly. The light in her eyes was not as cold as before, but became more clear and ignorant.
"Zhong Wen!"
Seeing the face of the young man coming towards her clearly, she was not surprised but happy. She smiled brightly, parted her lips lightly, and blurted out.
The two looked at each other, and Zhong Wen's heart trembled and his steps hesitated, as if he vaguely understood something.
"puff!"
However, just as the two of them were looking at each other, an arm came from nowhere, inserted hard into Feng Qingyu's back, and then came out from her plump chest, completely piercing her entire body.
This chapter has been completed!