Zhuang Wudao also knew that this was the most critical moment. He let out a muffled groan and took a step forward, and his fists stretched out. He did not make any move to resist, but the magnetic energy in his body suddenly swelled out with the force of the fist.

Overlord removes armor!

This is a fist stance in the Bull Moyuan's body, which uses the fist to activate the power of the magnetic element in his body and make it explode. He no longer has the magnetic element body to protect his body within a quarter of an hour. However, in these dozen breaths, the defense ability of the magnetic element body in his body can be increased several times!

The energy was swollen, and the sword light was directly displaced. Wang Ba's pair of purple gold octagonal hammers hit the air with one hammer, and the other hammer hit Zhuang Wudao's left knee. However, it only made a dull sound, and Zhuang Wudao remained motionless. Instead, the huge force of the recoil on the hammer almost made him unable to stand firm and fell backwards.

The dagger that stabbed was covered by Zhuang Wudao with his hands and forcibly blocked it. However, the man chuckled happily, and his figure swung like a wind, and it had reached his side. Another dagger was backhanded, and a sharp wind that was several times more sharp. It attacked Zhuang Wudao's crotch.

"You have to be careful here!"

This man held two daggers in his hand and did not show up until then. At this time, both the swordsman and the king and the king had a happy eyes. Feng San in the distance also had a slightly relaxed expression.

Zhuang Wudao could no longer have a way out when he stabbed this dagger. He was seriously injured and his domineering body was broken and he could be killed in a moment. This person's clone was flawless and could not resist it.

But I saw that Zhuang Wudao's right hand was in an impossible situation and suddenly stumbled down. It was as lightning as lightning, like the "dragon-catching style" in the "Dragon-Subduing Fist", and it was also seemingly true.

It seemed as if I had already expected it, and I suddenly grabbed the man's wrist with extreme accuracy.

"Extremely wonderful!"

"good!"

Two cheers sounded almost at the same time. One of them was the Beitang Wan'er, who was standing on the back of the eagle, from the air.

The other one, however, came straight into Zhuang Wudao's mind, was Jian Ling Yun'er.

"The 'phoenix nod' of Liuhe Xingyi and the 'dragon-catching style' of subduing dragons and subduing tigers can learn and apply these two styles of boxing and combine them into one. The attainments of the sword master's fist technique seem to have made great progress."

Zhuang Wudao Wuxia understood it. At this time, he finally saw the figure of the man holding the dagger clearly. He was about thirty years old, with a thin body and a face full of carved knives. At this time, he was filled with fear and horror and incredible.

Zhuang Wudao smiled coldly and pulled the man tightly, pulling him closer to his side. He swung his right elbow, and suddenly there was a "click" sound, smashing the man's throat with the tip of his elbow!

Apart from killing the man holding the dagger, Zhuang Wudao had no scruples anymore. He tried his best to break away the stone claws under him. His figure was like a snake, winding forward,

Just as the king and bastard stood firm, Zhuang Wudao's pair of fleshy palms also floated to him.

Big monument-hitting hand, collapsed!

Wang Ba's face was as pale as paper, and he could only hold the pair of purple gold octagonal hammers in a hurry to cover them.

At this time, another wolf-toothed iron arrow attacked from afar. Feng San in front saw that the situation was not good, so he wanted to rescue Wang Ba with one arrow. He was extremely accurate and brushed Wang Ba's ears and flew directly into Zhuang Wudao's chest and abdomen, hitting him with a vital point.

Zhuang Wudao's eyes didn't blink, and he ignored it after slightly distorting. He still had a pair of fleshy palms, slamming the pair of purple gold octagonal hammers.

Amid the muffled thunder, Wang Ba's figure flew up without any suspense. He flew out more than forty feet like a broken sack, and then slid on the ground, making a shallow mark on the ground.

The pair of purple gold octagonal hammers had been slapped directly by Zhuang Wudao's large stumble, and they were deeply trapped in Wang Ba's chest and abdomen. Wang Ba's face was bloodless, and his chest, abdomen and back were shaken by the huge force of Wulu, leaving only a huge hole. He had no breathing, and even if he was not dead for a while, he probably wouldn't live long.

Zhuang Wudao's right chest was also penetrated by the wolf-toothed iron arrow. Without the magnetic energy, the silver silk inner armor could not resist it. Fortunately, the injury was not serious, and it only entered two inches of flesh. His Bull Demon Yuan Ba ​​Body was not just the power of magnetic energy. His skin was also comparable to the Divine Rhinoceros, not inferior to the silver silk inner armor!

This time the rabbit rose and fell, so fast that it was impossible to see clearly. Zhuang Wudao killed two major Qi training cultivators in just a moment.

Without anyone to stop him and Feng San, the swordsman was frightened and then retreated. Even though he knew that Zhuang Wudao's horizontal practice of the domineering body was no longer as powerful as before, he would not dare to get close to him any longer, and he completely lost the courage to shoot.

Knowing that Wang Ba and the other two joined forces, he was alone, but he was afraid that it was not the enemy of Zhuang Wudao's three-combination at this time!

Zhuang Wudao was too lazy to pay attention to this person and was distracted from chasing him. He just needed to come and bother him before he killed Feng San.

He was calm and composed in his heart, and at this time he had a chance of winning at six or seven points, so he would not be anxious and impatient. He forced forward step by step, his pace was not fast or slow. However, the faces of Feng Sanhu Li and the other two were covered with cold sweat as big as beans.

Who would have thought before that? The ambushing situation carefully set up today will be like this in the end. Zhuang Wudao almost forcibly destroyed the killing situation with his own strength, which instead made them both worry about their lives.

Hu Li was just now because he had some hope to completely leave Zhuang Wudao's life here. At this time, two of the five Qi training realm were dead, and the ambushing scheme was completely shattered, and at the same time he lost the best opportunity to escape.

Both of them asked about their own skills, but they were not as fast as Zhuang Wudao, who had been practicing the "Dragon and Tiger Step" for many years. The Bull Demon Yuan Ba ​​Body is not like the ordinary second-rate horizontal external skills, which will affect the body's speed and agility. Not only will it not affect, but it will make the explosive power of those who practice this technique far better than ordinary people.

If you retreat at this time, Zhuang Wudao only needs ten steps to catch up with the two of them and kill them one by one!

Even more, a faint "momentum" came to his face, locking the two of them from afar.

Feng Sanhu Li only felt that he was like a rabbit targeted by a tiger and leopard. With just a slight movement or a slight movement, it would attract Zhuang Wudao's ruthless killing.

However, if you just watch Zhuang Wudao approach, you will be dead.

"Get back!"

Two balls of fire suddenly fell from the sky. Zhuang Wudao had no magnetic energy to protect himself and did not dare to agree. In addition to dodging, he used a large monument to break up and resolve the situation.

When the flames dissipated, another person was in front of him. He was eight feet tall and majestic middle-aged man wearing a blue shirt, a little sloppy. He held a wooden sword in his right hand and a peach talisman in his left hand, with a cold look.

"Mr. Mo Da?"

Zhuang Wudao's voice is calm, and he is asking, but using a certain tone.

Thirty feet above the white eagle, Beitang Wan'er also looked surprised and looked at Wangyun Pavilion, which was a mile away.

I originally thought that the matter had come to this point, and Mr. Mo should have retreated with the opportunity. But I didn't expect that this person would appear directly.

From this point of view, the Chen Quan and the Gu Yue family meant to be prepared to protect Feng San and Hu Li.

It's not in vain for these two people to fight for the Gu Yue family.

It's just Mr. Mo Da from the Leilong Gang-

Thinking of the news and rumors about this person, Beitang Wan'er frowned: "Zhuang Wudao, be careful of this person's pseudo-mystery, it is said that he has cultivated a fire-type secret technique."

Pseudo-mythology?

Zhuang Wudao's heart was slightly shocked, and his eyes became even more alert. He had heard that this person's combat power was far superior to that of a cultivator of the same level, but unexpectedly it was a pseudo-mystery technique.

He had seen the power of pseudo-mystery in Beitang Wan'er's hands for a long time? It was so powerful.

So how powerful will this Mr. Mo Da’s pseudo-mystery technique be? He has never seen the magical magic that evolved from spiritual techniques.

But why don’t you have to wait until now when you attack Wang Ba Feng San and others?

If it were before today's battle, he would have heard Beitang Wan'er's reminder, and he would have retreated without saying a word. However, at this moment, there was inexplicable support and belief in his heart, which made him continue to stand tall and face Mr. Mo. He would never allow himself to leave without a fight.

Even if it is a false mysterious art, it will not make him truly feel terrified.

Zhuang Wudao at this time is no longer the Zhuang Wudao a month ago!

A month ago, he couldn't take over Beitang Wan'er's "Hundred Rifts and Thousands of Fronts", but he might not be able to take over at this time!

"Since you know my name, you should be conscious of your tact and retreat! Zhuang Wudao, although your martial arts are powerful, and you are not your opponent in the ordinary Qi training realm, and you can kill it, which is admirable. However, you should also know that your incomplete Bull Demon Xuan Ba ​​Body may not be able to block my attack at this time,"

Mr. Mo Da talked and spoke with advice. But he saw that Zhuang Wudao was not moved at all, his eyes were persistent, and he was still walking slowly.

He suddenly sneered disdainfully, and Mo Yunkuang said no more: "Since that is the case, then let's learn it carefully. The power of the cultivators' mysterious arts and magical powers is definitely not something you ordinary warriors can imagine!"

With a wave of his sleeve, in the blink of an eye, Mr. Mo Da's body was covered with palm-sized fire butterflies, thousands.

The air suddenly became hot, and within two hundred feet, almost all the plants and trees were burning without fire at this time.

"This is the Fire Butterfly Art! It is the secret method of fire movement that I accidentally obtained. It is the foundation of my world. Zhuang Wudao, you are easy to walk on the road!"

Thousands of fire butterflies flew over, and many soldiers of the Thunder Dragon Gang who were unable to retreat were stained by the red butterflies and bent over in pain. Just four or five were touched at the same time, and the whole person would turn into a ball of flame and be unable to extinguish it.

Zhuang Wudao then understood why Mr. Mo only had mysterious magical powers but did not use them. This fire butterfly technique could not be controlled at all. Once released, half of the people in this alley would be dead first.

The soldiers of the Thunder Dragon Gang and the Iron Sword Club who had not yet retreated, separated about half of the fire butterflies. There were still more than 600, dancing lightly and flying towards him.

Zhuang Wudao's expression was calm. He first tried to use the big stele-hitting hand to slam the fire butterflies around him to smash them one by one. However, he could not completely destroy them. After the shock was dispersed, he only needed a fire point and would recover as usual in a moment.

And when those fire butterflies fall on the iron armor outside his body one by one, the temperature of this iron armor will increase dramatically.

What he was wearing outside at this moment was not a protective armor, but a furnace that was so hot!
Chapter completed!