Chapter 438 Giant Que Sword, weighing 108,000 catties!
"Wow, yeah, I'm going to beat you to death!" The pain made Wushuang Ghost even more angry. He looked like a street gangster fighting, with his arms rounded and his eyes closed, and he was beating blindly. [w.w.cm
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Chen Jinyuan retreated far away and looked at Wushuang Ghost, who was beating the air as if he had lost his mind. The corners of his mouth curled up and he said, "This will bring out the anger in you. I'll give you some more firewood. Let's see."
How long can you endure it?"
Wushuang Ghost fought blindly, and finally found that his punches were in vain, and the opponent's fists and kicks no longer landed on him. He opened his eyes as big as basketballs in confusion, and what he saw was a fist.
bang...
Wushuang Ghost raised his hand to block it, and the boundless force seemed like Mount Tai was pressing down on him. His little strength was completely unable to resist. The powerful momentum knocked Wushuang Ghost off the clouds again, like a falling meteor.
Fall straight down.
"It's coming down again!" A few sharp-eyed spectators pointed at the rapidly sliding light. The force of half a million kilograms was simply beyond what Wushuang Ghost could resist. Even with all his strength, Wushuang Ghost could not stop his fall.
body shape.
"Peng..."
The ground trembled violently, and the Wushuang Ghost shot directly into the ruins of the station, creating a deep hole. There was an eighteen-story building below the station, and this time it hit the fifth floor.
The Wushuang Ghost jumped out of the hole filled with dust with a thud. Angry and boundless, the Wushuang Ghost gasped rapidly, and fire was about to spurt out of its nose. The boundless killing intent made everyone around it
People are extremely timid.
At this time, Wushuang Ghost was forced out of his true fire by Chen Jinyuan, and was beaten down again. There were still so many juniors watching, which made this thousand-year-old monster lose his face. Now he has a murderous intention in his chest, and he can't wait to kill him immediately.
Got Chen Jinyuan and then quickly.
The dust slowly settled, revealing the true form of Wushuang Ghost. After falling from such a high place, his strong body suffered almost no substantial damage. It was only injured by Chen Jinyuan's violence, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bloodshot.
The Wushuang Ghost's eyes were so red that they glowed with blood. He was breathing heavily from his nostrils, as if a wild beast came from the wild and wanted to choose people to devour. Everyone in Huangquan who was hiding on the nearby mountain was as silent as a cicada.
Dare to make the slightest sound, for fear of disturbing this huge monster and being swallowed alive by him.
The Wushuang Ghost was carrying a huge sword, and with a painful roar, the mysterious ancient inscriptions all over his body glowed faintly. The Wushuang Ghost seemed to be suffering from great pain, and the muscles and blood vessels all over his body were raised high, like
It was as if it was about to explode, and large drops of sweat mixed with the blood flowed down, almost forming a stream. [w..cm
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The green light of the ancient inscriptions carved on the body became brighter and brighter, almost lighting up the gloomy sky.
"ha!"
Wushuang Ghost roared with all his strength and spread his hands. He raised his head and looked up. His whole body was surrounded by strong green light. The aura of the late congenital stage burst out involuntarily, making everyone tremble and close their eyes.
Dare to take a look at the ruins opposite.
There was a faint muffled sound, and a shock wave came over. Those with high strength could still stand firm, while those with low strength immediately staggered around, yelling, and rolled down the mountain like a calf.
After a while, everyone felt that the green light imprinted on their eyes was no longer so dazzling. When they opened their eyes, they saw that the green light on the giant opposite was fading rapidly, and after a while, he finally appeared.
The ancient inscriptions carved on Wushuang Ghost's body had disappeared, and his pure bronze skin was not even a scar. He looked exactly like a giant muscular man. Before everyone could recover, Wushuang
The ghost has disappeared.
"Son, you have successfully angered this ghost king, and I want you to die!" Wushuang Ghost gritted his teeth as he looked at this guy who had beaten him to shame, and wished he could dismantle Chen Jinyuan into pieces.
Chen Jinyuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at the bronze-colored skin of Wushuang Ghost, and whispered to himself: "Finally the seal is released, this is fun, but I wasn't happy at all just now!"
With a cry, Wushuang Ghost took off the huge broad sword from behind. The huge sword was more than two feet long. It looked a bit huge in Wushuang Ghost's hand. It was twice as wide as the door panel at home.
more than.
"Son, this sword is called Juque and weighs one hundred and eight thousand kilograms. I hope you are satisfied!" Wushuang Ghost looked at Chen Jinyuan with a burning look, his eyes filled with a fierce light.
"Giant sword?" Chen Jinyuan looked at the giant sword in Wushuang Ghost's hand. He didn't expect that this sword had such an origin. It was actually one of the top ten swords of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It weighed one hundred and eight thousand kilograms? I wonder.
Grandma, my Dark Iron Heavy Sword weighs less than ten thousand kilograms, but this giant sword actually weighs one hundred and eighty thousand kilograms. I don’t know who has such a fucking imagination to create such a huge sword. This
A casual strike of the sword is almost equivalent to an innate blow. A heavy sword has no edge, and it is skillful but useless. It seems that I am not the only one who understands this truth.
Such a huge sword is only suitable for a huge figure like Wushuang Ghost. If it is left to me to wield, although I can handle it with my own physical strength, the hilt of such a big sword is almost as tall as my own.
, it is too weird to use, so this giant sword can only be used by a special sword and a special person.
"Why, big man, you broke your promise to be a tortoise egg again, and you actually used weapons!" Chen Jinyuan frowned and looked at the Wushuang ghost who was beaten by him and almost went berserk. This big man always plays tricks on himself.
To be honest, he used weapons again and again.
"I will not compete with you in terms of physical strength!" Wushuang Ghost didn't blush. He lifted the giant sword onto his shoulder and said through gritted teeth: "I'm going to kill you..."
"Fuck, I've never seen anyone as shameless as you!" Chen Jinyuan couldn't help but spat, looking at Wushuanggui's slightly honest face. What a shameless heart was hidden under this face.
Wushuang Ghost's face was cold, and the huge sword like a coffin board was pointed at Chen Jinyuan, "You should take action first, otherwise you will be disgraceful even if I, the Ghost King, win!"
"Holy shit!" Chen Jinyuan almost fainted. He didn't expect Wushuang Ghost to say such a thing without shame, and wanted to win glory even though he didn't believe his words. Looking at the huge giant sword, Chen Jinyuan was a little distracted, "This thing
It weighs one hundred and eighty thousand kilograms, and can almost be used as Sun Wukong's sea-fixing needle. Then Monkey King is also an ancient warrior, right? You can try summoning it when you reach the realm in the future!"
"Hey, son, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and take action!" The Wushuang Ghost roared, breaking Chen Jinyuan's endless reverie.
As soon as Chen Jinyuan raised his head, he saw the giant sword pressing down on his head. Wushuang Gui saw that he had screamed for a long time, but Chen Jinyuan did not respond. He was eager to avenge his hatred, and he could no longer endure enough, and swung the giant sword.
, the blade of the Juque Sword swatted at Chen Jinyuan like a fly swatter.
"Damn it, big man, are you still shameless?" Chen Jinyuan only had time to curse, and hurriedly raised his iron fist to hit the sword.
There was a clang of iron and stone. Because it was a hasty punch, it only used 300,000 kilograms of force. Wushuang Ghost's physical body was unsealed, and his physical strength also increased to a terrifying five hundred thousand kilograms. Such a power
, the ordinary innate realm is simply unmatched, the disparity in strength caused the wind and water to turn, and Chen Jinyuan was directly photographed into the clouds by the giant sword.
"Look, it's coming down again!" The people on the ground exclaimed again, and another stream of light broke through the rolling dark clouds and fell down.
With a loud bang, it hit the Underworld Station again. By coincidence, it fell into the hole made by the Wushuang Ghost, and hit the sixth floor underground directly.
"It can't be him again!" Huang Biluo gasped inwardly, looking at the opposite side with burning eyes, wishing that his eyes could see through the dusty ruins.
"Damn it, how dare you sneak attack on me!" Chen Jinyuan jumped out of the pit with a disgraced face.
"It's Chen Jinyuan!" Huang Biluo's face was filled with joy. Chen Jinyuan was beaten down, which meant that the Wushuang Ghost King had gained the upper hand. Huang Biluo felt more comfortable than ever before.
"Ms. sir, are you okay?" When Long Nu saw Chen Jinyuan, she shouted worriedly from across the mountain.
Chen Jinyuan spat out the dirt in his mouth and said, "I'm fine, I was attacked by that guy!" He then used Qinggong again and flew up.
Above the clouds, Wushuang Ghost laughed heartily, then held the giant sword in both hands, watching the moving images of the surrounding clouds all the time, preparing to shoot down Chen Jinyuan as soon as he showed his head, in order to repay Chen Jinyuan's death.
Think of it as revenge for a gopher.
Chen Jinyuan had long been on guard against this big guy's move. He flew under the clouds and stopped. When he reached up with his spiritual consciousness, he saw the wretched figure of Wushuang Ghost, who was carrying a giant sword and watching the movements of the clouds seriously.
A smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quietly flew to the feet of Wushuang Ghost, and slowly flew up through the rolling dark clouds.
"Big man, take care of your balls!" Chen Jinyuan shouted jokingly, and then punched the basketball on the left side of Wushuang Ghost.
"Ouch!" Wushuang Ghost let out a shrill howl. The pain was so intense that he could hardly hold the giant sword. Dandan was attacked again, leaving Wushuang Ghost with nothing but pain in his mind.
thoughts.
"Son, you don't keep your word!" Wushuang Gui's forehead was so painful that sweat dripped down. Last time it was the one on the right, this time it was the one on the left. Okay, don't break your balls, but this guy actually broke his promise. Just now Wushuang
Gui had been paying close attention to the surrounding situation, completely unaware that Chen Jinyuan had quietly touched his crotch, and was even unaware of the attack on his balls.
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Chapter 438 of the main text of Super Ancient Martial Arts: The giant sword weighs one hundred and eight thousand kilograms!
