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Chapter 347

The wind and green Lan breathing, this is a magical power born from the combination of ** breathing and ink bone growth, a combination of martial arts and Taoism. n∈

In the dream, in order to practice this magical skill, Zuo Zhicheng didn't know how many times his internal organs exploded, his bones broke, and his blood vessels exploded. It can be said that this is equivalent to putting a timed air bomb in his body, or it is extremely powerful.

Compressed aerodynamic power, overload of internal organs, high-speed blood flow, etc., as long as each technique is slightly uncontrollable, it will be dead.

"This magical skill is indeed very dangerous." In the dream, Prometheus looked at Zuo Zhicheng whose stomach was blown open again and said: "But the combination of Taoism and martial arts can always exert the effect of one plus one greater than two. To be honest, just from the strength of the Mirage Sect in your memory, if you want to defeat him, you don't have such a dead end."

After tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of times of practice, Zuo Zhicheng finally mastered the surging of the air flow in his body, and finally combined this part of martial arts and Taoist techniques.

So now, using this trick that he used as his trump card to shock the whole audience immediately.

A tornado-like airflow gushed out from the bone spurs on Zuo Zhicheng's back, looking like a jet engine. His figure disappeared instantly and appeared again. In the air, two leaders of the grassland tribe had already flew up in the air, and their bones and internal organs were completely broken.

Although their eyes rolled and their hearts were beating wildly, they were just supported by their vigorous vitality. Death was an inevitable ending for them.

But at this moment, no one saw how they died.

‘Where did this come from the master!’

‘What a powerful force! If these two blows were hitting me just now…’

Retreat! Explode! The same thought appeared in everyone's hearts, but a bang of air explosion sounded again. As Zuo Zhicheng disappeared again, he had already broken into the mist near the river Taoist people.

When the body moves, the sound of air explosion is formed. Zuo Zhicheng's speed of using the wind and green Lanxi to walk is far beyond the speed acceptable to ordinary people's retina.

The moment he rushed into the mist, Zuo Zhicheng's palm was like the sky and earth turning over, covering the Sihai Pot with terrifying power, and with a bang, he had already grabbed the Sihai Pot tightly in his hand.

"Rare!" The sound of shock and anger from the Jianghe Taoist people came from the rolling mist. With his loud shout, the mist suddenly flew, and some kind of high-temperature material had been added, instantly releasing a large amount of heat, turning the entire mist into ultra-high-temperature water vapor.

The steam continued to rush towards Zuo Zhicheng from afar, and instantly heated the entire exoskeleton armor to 70 degrees, and it was still increasing. He wanted to steam Zuo Zhicheng to death.

"die!"

Zuo Zhicheng held the Sihai Pot that was struggling with one hand, and his bone spurs were violently vibrating. Countless air bombs were fired, but these air bombs tore up the super high-temperature water vapor, but none of them could find Jiang Haidao Ren's body.

"Bold madman, how dare you? How dare you make the idea of ​​Sihai Pot!"

When Jiang Hai saw this scene, he directly pinched the magic tricks. The water membranes on the two totem warriors and even many Linshan soldiers immediately burst out with infinite blood light, especially the blood light on the two totem warriors. It was as thick as the blood pool of hell. In an instant, the two warriors died completely. Their bodies were completely swept into the blood light, and finally they all turned into overwhelming blood swords and rushed towards Zuo Zhicheng.

The layer of water film they blessed could actually extract the essence and blood of the blessings and turn them into a powerful blood arrow. Ye Junxi and Xiao Tianyou were both in their hearts when they saw this.

Zuo Zhicheng slapped the first blood arrow with a casual palm, but found that blood was splashing on his exoskeleton armor. It made a squeaking sound, which was actually corroding his armor frantically.

The air flow behind him was surging, and Zuo Zhicheng had already dodged the thousands of blood arrows behind him. Originally, at his speed, this flash was simply casual, but he didn't know that the Sihai Pot in his hand was instantly heavier than a hundred times. Zuo Zhicheng felt like he was grabbing a violent elephant.

Puchi Puchi, at this slow, more than ten blood arrows splattered on his body, causing his exoskeleton armor to be corroded into a large area of ​​potholes.

"Your Taoist skills are indeed profound, but how can you get involved in the Sihai Pot? You can't let go of your dirty hands quickly!" As Taoist Jiang Hai said this, a trace of essence and blood appeared on each Lin Shan Army soldier, and it turned into a sea of ​​blood, covering Zuo Zhicheng.

This envelope made it fly out from all directions at the same time, giving Zuo Zhicheng almost no room for dodging.

At the same time, Ye Junxi and Xiao Tianyou, who were hiding in the mist, punched each other at the same time, and rushed towards Zuo Zhicheng with the rolling power of their minds.

A few hundred meters away, Wei Yangyan finally arrived more than a minute after the war started. The iron spear in his hand stabbed violently, and a burst of mental power that was overturning the rivers and seas also rushed towards Zuo Zhicheng.

Feeling these terrifying offensives in front of him, Zuo Zhicheng grabbed the Sihai Pot with one hand and roared: "The Tianhezhu and Sihai Pot are good, so I will collect it on my behalf, so you don't have to send it to you."

As he finished speaking, a series of tornado airflows ejected from the bone spurs, and he pushed the ground violently with his feet. His whole body was close to the ground and rushed out as if flying.

At the same time, more than a dozen black spirit dragons emerged from around his body and exploded a path.

The three martial artists who are famous for their appearance are too troublesome. He has not advanced to the Dharma image and can only rely on the frozen sky to solidify his thinking and restraint.

Zuo Zhicheng's most powerful Tianhao Taiguang Divine Thunder Fire was restrained by things like water mist. Even if it is released, it will be constantly refracted and scattered by infinite water droplets, and its energy will continue to decay, and it will not be able to kill people at all.

Especially the Taoist priest on the other side, all kinds of Taoist techniques emerged one after another, and now he can use the power of thousands of people to attack. This is equivalent to connecting everyone's power, and Zuo Zhicheng has to be distracted to suppress the Sihai Pot, and his speed and power have been consumed a lot, so he is no longer willing to entangle.

The most important thing is that he has hidden his identity and is not worried that the other party will chase him in the future. As long as he doesn't say it, no one will find him. As for today's affairs, he can wait until he subdues Sihaihu and then improve his strength again before finding the place.

When will you not leave now?

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom! Just like a fighter plane that is constantly accelerating, a long wave of air drew out behind Zuo Zhicheng. At the same time, the black spirit dragon rushed out one after another, exploded the blood arrows that kept flying towards him and the soldiers hiding in the mist.

Zuo Zhicheng directly broke through the dense blood arrows along the way, and rushed out of the encirclement with a bang. Dozens of wounds were corroded by the blood arrows on his body.

With amazing speed and black spirit dragon bombing, the blood arrows still caused such great damage.

If you really have to face the battle head-on, Zuo Zhicheng may not be 100% sure to defeat the other party, but it is impossible for the other party to kill him.

I saw him pinching the struggled Sihai Pot with one hand, and the compressed airflow behind him squirting wildly, turning into a black shadow and rushing away quickly.

‘Damn it! Where did the great master come from? He was able to break through our encirclement and take Sihai Pot out!’

‘If you leave like this, what kind of face will I have to go back to see my master?’

Behind Zuo Zhicheng, a shocking rainbow rose into the sky, and a furious voice from Jianghedao came: "Chasing! You must catch up with him! I want him to break into pieces! I will regret today's behavior forever!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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