"If I destroy you, the guy behind you will naturally come out."
The white bird-headed man also mobilized his power to the limit.
The two of them stopped talking nonsense and flew away at the same time. Countless afterimages were superimposed on each other and began to collide densely. From the outside, it looked like sonic booms were constantly being generated in a hurricane, and no one could be seen at all.
Wu Chong kept attacking, but the white bird-headed man's strongest strength was his speed.
Three hits out of ten of his attacks were considered good, and even if he hit, it would be difficult to injure the root. From the bird-headed man, Wu Chong felt another force, which he had never come into contact with before.
A means belonging to the world of gray giant birds.
Speed is king!
After Wu Chong fused the human skins of more than ten generations before, he clearly had an absolute advantage in strength, but his speed disadvantage made it difficult for him to hit the opponent. Even if he barely managed to hit, it was not a critical point.
He felt uncomfortable, and the giant white bird opposite was not much better.
In the eyes of the white bird-headed man, Wu Chong is an undead monster covered in a turtle shell. In the short exchange just now, he has hit this man thousands of times. After so many attacks, the opponent was unscathed. Previously, he had hit this man thousands of times.
The minor scars left behind were quickly healed during the battle. On the contrary, his own hands were numb from the force, and his energy and blood were unstable.
The bigger and faster they get, the wider the scope of their influence.
Mr. Yu and others who were originally hiding in the back half of the building were forced to leave the demon space.
What was originally a fight has turned into a war of attrition.
After half an hour, Wu Chong gradually lost his patience. It was just a clone that wasted so much of his time.
"Superposition!!"
As soon as he stepped on the ground, a force like a leather drum rose up from his legs, and finally condensed into his hands. Under the superposition of layers of force, his hands slowly changed from black at first to
It turned dark red and finally evolved into a dark golden color.
"Powerful Vajra Palm!!"
The memory of Wu Chong's avatar has the most records of martial arts. The method he is thinking of to break the situation also evolved from martial arts. When he was in a stalemate, he immediately thought of this powerful martial arts technique.
The exaggerated demonic inner power in his body was condensed into the palm of his hand, and the power of more than ten generations of human skin was condensed into the palm of his hand. Then he saw Wu Chong stretched out his hands, one to the left and the other to the right, and struck the air with a palm.
boom!!!
With his palm as the center, the power from both sides turned into two fan shapes and blasted out.
The violent power is not targeted at all, it is just a savage covering attack.
The face of the white bird-headed man who originally wanted to use his speed to dodge changed. He had no choice but to put his hands in front of him and resist the palm. Unless he ducked onto Wu Chong's head now, but in that case
behavior may be more dangerous.
After crossing his arms, a golden semicircular light shield gathered in front of the gray bird-headed man.
As soon as the power took shape, Wu Chong's golden palm struck towards him.
There was an explosion, and the two forces collided fiercely. The powerful force shattered the ground, and the two people in the confrontation were shaken away by the force they released.
The dust has cleared.
The figure of the bird-headed man was revealed. Most of his feathers were broken. White smoke was rising from his entire upper body. There was a clear palm print on his chest. It looked like he was injured.
"What the hell are you!"
The white bird-headed man's pupils turned golden.
"Isn't it the same for you?"
Wu Chong's arm was completely broken, and the dark liquid was constantly flowing back to repair his injuries.
After all, he took advantage of that slap just now.
"It's different, how can you be the same as me."
The white bird-headed man looked at Wu Chong in front of him, completely unable to understand how this kind of monster was born. The palm just now was no longer the power of this world, and the other party was not a clone like him, so how could he do it?
Mastering such a powerful power. Moreover, even for him, being able to use this super-class power is the result of many years of exploration. After countless harvests, they have long understood this world and can use the power of the rules of this world to a certain extent.
.
This guy in front of me is not normal. A new guy who comes out of nowhere. Why does he have this kind of power as soon as he comes up?
If power could be obtained so easily, wouldn't world lords like them be like dogs?
"never mind."
The white bird-headed man seemed to have given up asking.
This clone of his has almost been destroyed. If it were replaced by other creatures, as long as it is within this world, even if the original demon comes, it will definitely be destroyed by Wu Chong's palm just now. But the giant white bird is the master of the world.
There is someone on top of the clone.
"Let you, an outsider, see the power of the world."
The white bird-headed man stretched out his hands, and a mysterious power appeared around him.
The feathers that were knocked off by Wu Chong's palm grew back, and the palm prints also faded. A layer of strange smoke gradually rose from his body, and this smoke surrounded him like an afterimage.
Layers, densely packed.
"Mountain!"
The white bird-headed man made a mysterious gesture and uttered a word.
Buzz!!
An invisible force suppressed him, and Wu Chong, who was standing opposite, bowed his body, as if there was an invisible mountain on his body.
This power is extremely special and does not exist in real terms, but is an abstract power.
Wu Chong tried to dodge, but he found that this force was like it was stuck to him, and he couldn't stop it no matter how he moved. He tried to punch upwards, but all he could hit was air.
An invisible mountain.
In other words, the ‘mountain’ exists only in Wu Chong.
"Ze!"
The white bird-headed man uttered a word again. Wu Chong, who was originally standing on the ground, felt that the soil under his feet suddenly softened, and finally turned into a strange fluid, as if it was about to drown him.
boom!
Wu Chong raised his hand and gave it a palm strike.
The strange thing is that when he hit it with his palm, the masonry on the ground collapsed and exploded. Everything was no different from normal soil.
The only difference is in him.
All the earth has become a swamp to him.
A swamp against a man.
Wu Chong, who noticed the change, quickly dodged. This time, he no longer passively defended, but actively attacked the white bird-headed man. The power of more than ten layers of human skin was released by him to another level, and the power was transformed into speed.
The white bird-headed man who was about to utter the third word was chased by Wu Chong, who slapped a palm on his chest. The man retreated for more than ten steps in a row, and the third word he was about to say was also slapped back.
"You want to stop me with this method? You are naive!"
The white bird-headed man who stabilized his body raised his hand again, ignored Wu Chong's attack, and uttered the third word.