Zhuang Wudao also knew that this was the most critical moment. With a muffled grunt, he suddenly took a step back and stretched out his fists. He did not make any move to resist, but the magnetic energy in his body followed the force of the fist.
Suddenly it swelled outwards.
Overlord removes his armor!
This is a boxing stance in Niu Mo Yuan Ba's body. The force of the fists activates the magnetic energy all over his body, causing it to explode. So that for a quarter of an hour, he will no longer have the magnetic Yuan Gang body to protect him. However, these dozen or so
In just one breath, the defensive power of the magnetic energy in the body can be increased several times!
The strong energy swelled and directly deflected the sword light to the side. Wang Ba's pair of purple and gold eight-edged hammers struck the air with one hammer, and hit Zhuang Wudao's left knee with the other hammer. However, there was only a muffled sound,
Zhuang Wudao remained motionless. Instead, the huge force from the hammer made him almost lose his balance and fall backwards.
Zhuang Wudao covered his face with his hands to block the stabbing dagger. However, the man chuckled happily, and his figure whirled like the wind, and had already reached his side. Another dagger was struck with his backhand, and a
The sharp wind, which was several times more powerful, struck Zhuang Wudao's crotch.
"You have to guard against this place!"
This man was holding a pair of daggers, which were not revealed until this moment. At this time, both the swordsman and the king were filled with joy. Feng San in the distance also had a slightly relaxed expression.
Zhuang Wudao was struck by this dagger, and there was no way he could survive. He was seriously injured on the spot, his body was broken, and he could be killed in a matter of seconds. This person was flawless and could not resist it.
However, he saw Zhuang Wudao's right hand suddenly thrust downwards out of the impossible. It was as fast as lightning, like the "Capturing the Dragon Style" in the "Subduing Dragon and Subduing the Tiger Fist", but it was also paradoxical.
As if he had expected it, he suddenly grabbed the man's wrist with extreme precision.
"Excellent!"
"good!"
Two cheers of praise sounded almost at the same time. One of them came from the air, from Beitang Wan'er, who was leaning on the back of the standing sculpture.
The other person who came directly into Zhuang Wudao's mind was none other than Sword Ling Yun'er.
"The Liuhe Xingyi's 'Phoenix Nod' and the 'Capturing the Dragon' style of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger can combine these two boxing styles into one. It seems that the sword master's boxing skills have really improved."
Zhuang Wudao understood it impeccably. At this time, he finally saw the figure of the man holding the dagger. He was about thirty years old, with a thin body, and his face was covered with lines like knife carvings. At this time, he was full of fear and horror.
and disbelief.
Zhuang Wudao smiled coldly, and immediately pulled the person close to his side. He swung his right elbow, and there was a loud "click" sound, and the person's throat was smashed with the tip of his elbow.
!
Zhuang Wudao had no scruples to kill the man holding the dagger. He raised his feet and used all his strength to break away and shatter the stone claws under his body. The figure was like a snake, winding forward,
Just when Wang Ba had just stood firm, Zhuang Wudao's pair of fleshy palms also floated over.
Big monument smasher, mountain collapse style!
Wang Ba's face was as pale as paper, and he could only hold up the pair of purple and gold eight-edged hammers in front of his chest to cover himself in a hurry.
At this time, another spiked iron arrow struck from afar. Feng San in front saw that the situation was not good and wanted to save Wang Ba with one arrow. It was extremely accurate and passed by Wang Ba's ear. It struck directly.
Zhuang Wudao's chest and abdomen hit his vitals.
Zhuang Wudao didn't blink, he turned away slightly and ignored it. He still used a pair of fleshy palms to hit the pair of purple and gold eight-edged hammers.
Amidst the muffled thunder, Wang Ba's figure was thrown into the air without any suspense. It flew more than forty feet like a broken sack, and then slid on the ground, leaving a shallow mark on the ground.
I saw that the pair of purple and gold eight-edged hammers had been flattened by Zhuang Wudao's big slamming stone, and they were deeply sunk into Wang Ba's chest and abdomen. Wang Ba's face was bloodless, and his chest, abdomen and back had all been smashed.
The huge force shook the sky, leaving only a huge hole. There was no breathing at all, and even if he didn't die for a while, he probably wouldn't live long.
Zhuang Wudao's right chest was also penetrated by the spike iron arrow at the same time. Without the magnetic energy, the silver inner armor could not withstand it. Fortunately, the injury was not serious and only penetrated two inches of flesh. His cow
The demonic hegemonic body not only has the power of magnetism. The skin can also be compared to the divine rhinoceros, and is no worse than the silver inner armor!
This time, the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, so fast that no one could see clearly. Zhuang Wudao killed two Qi-training monks in just an instant.
No one could stand between him and Feng San, and the swordsman retreated in panic. Even though he knew that Zhuang Wudao's horizontal training of hegemony was no longer as powerful as before, he did not dare to get any closer and completely lost his sword.
courage.
Knowing that there was no Wang Ba and the two of them joining forces, he stepped forward alone. I'm afraid he was not the enemy of Zhuang Wudao's trio at this time!
Zhuang Wudao was too lazy to pay attention to this man, and had no intention of being distracted by the pursuit. He just wanted the swordsman to stop bothering him before he killed Feng San.
He was originally calm and composed, but now he had a sixty-seven percent chance of winning, so he would not be anxious or impatient. He pressed forward step by step, neither fast nor slow. However, the faces of Feng San, Hu Li and the other two people were all filled with confusion.
It's Douda's cold sweat.
Who could have imagined in advance that the ambush carefully laid out today would end up like this. Zhuang Wudao almost single-handedly destroyed the ambush, which put the two of them in danger for their lives.
Hu Li stayed just now because he still had some hope of keeping Zhuang Wudao alive here. At this time, two of the five Qi Practitioners were dead, and the ambush plot was completely shattered, and he also lost his life at the same time.
The best time to escape.
Both of them asked themselves about their physical skills, but they were not as fast as Zhuang Wudao, who had practiced the 'Dragon Walk and Tiger Step' for many years. And the Niu Demon Yuan Hegemon Body was not like the ordinary second-rate external skills, which would affect the body speed and agility. Not only did it not affect,
On the contrary, the explosive power of those who practice this technique will be much better than that of ordinary people.
If he retreated at this time, Zhuang Wudao would only need ten steps at most to catch up with the two of them and kill them one by one!
What's more, a vague 'power' could be felt, rushing toward them, locking the two of them from a distance.
Feng Sanhu Li felt that he was like a rabbit being targeted by a tiger and a leopard. The slightest movement or movement would lead to Zhuang Wudao's ruthless killing.
However, if you just watch Zhuang Wudao approach like this, you will also die.
"Get back here!"
Two balls of flames suddenly fell from the sky. Zhuang Wudao did not have the magnetic energy to protect himself, so he did not dare to agree. After dodging, he dispersed them with a big stone-throwing hand.
When the flames dissipated, there was another person in front of him. He was a tall middle-aged man eight feet tall, wearing a green shirt and a little slovenly. He held a wooden sword in his right hand and a peach charm in his left hand, with cold eyes.
"Mr. Mo Da?"
Zhuang Wudao's voice was calm. Although he was asking, he used a definite tone.
Thirty feet high in the sky, above the white eagle, Beitang Wan'er also had a surprised look in her eyes, and glanced at Wangyun Pavilion a mile away.
I originally thought that now that the matter was over, Mr. Mo Da would know the opportunity and retreat. However, unexpectedly, this man actually showed up directly.
From this point of view, Chen Quan and the Gu Yue family members were prepared to protect Feng San and Hu Li to death.
It's not in vain for these two to fight for the Gu Yue family.
It’s just Mr. Mo Da from the Thunder Dragon Gang——
Thinking of the news and rumors about this person, Beitang Wan'er frowned: "Zhuang Wudao, be careful of this person's pseudo-mystical skills. It is said that he has cultivated a fire-based secret technique."
Pseudo mysticism?
Zhuang Wudao's heart was slightly shaken, and his eyes became even more alert. He had long heard that this man's combat power far exceeded that of monks of the same level, but he didn't expect it to be a pseudo-occult art.
He had already seen the power of pseudo-mysterious magic in Beitang Wan'er's hands. It was so powerful.
So how powerful will this Mr. Mo Da's pseudo-mysticism be? He has never seen magical mysticism transformed from spiritual methods.
But why did we wait until now when we didn't need to join forces with Wang Ba Feng and the others?
If he had listened to Beitang Wan'er's reminder before today's battle, he would have retreated without saying a word. However, at this time, there was an inexplicable support and belief in his chest, which made him continue to stand tall and face this person head-on. Mr. Mo Da will never allow himself to leave without a fight.
Even if it was really a pseudo-occult art, it would not be able to make him truly fearful.
Zhuang Wudao at this time is no longer the same as Zhuang Wudao a month ago!
A month ago he couldn't take on Beitang Wan'er's 'Hundred Splits and Thousand Fronts', but now he may not be able to take it on!
"Since you know my name, you should retreat! Zhuang Wudao, although you are powerful in martial arts, you are no match for ordinary Qi training. Let you slaughter me, which is admirable. However, you should also know that at this time, your incomplete bull demon My Xuanba body may not be able to block another blow from me,"
Mr. Mo Da talked and talked with admonitions. However, he saw that Zhuang Wudao was completely unmoved, his eyes were persistent, and he was still walking slowly.
Suddenly there was a slight sneer of disdain, and Mo Yunkuang said no more: "If that's the case, then let's learn from it. The power of practitioners of mystical arts and supernatural powers is beyond the imagination of you ordinary warriors!"
With a wave of his sleeves, in the blink of an eye, Mr. Mo Da's body was covered with thousands of fire-colored butterflies the size of his palm.
The air suddenly became hot, and almost all the vegetation within two hundred feet was burning without fire.
"This is the Fire Butterfly Technique! It is the secret technique of fire that I accidentally obtained. It is the foundation of my life. Zhuang Wudao, you have a good road!"
Thousands of fire butterflies flew over, and many of the Thunder Dragon Gang soldiers who were unable to retreat were bent over by the red butterflies, wailing in pain. As long as four or five of them touched the body at the same time, the whole person would turn into a ball. The flame is difficult to extinguish.
Only then did Zhuang Wudao understand why Mr. Mo Da had so much mystical power but didn't use it. This Fire Butterfly Technique was simply uncontrollable. Once it was released, half of the people in the alley would probably die first.
The soldiers of the Thunder Dragon Gang and the gang members of the Iron Sword Society who had not yet retreated took away about half of the fire butterflies. There were still more than 600 of them, dancing gracefully and flying towards him.
Zhuang Wudao's expression was solemn, and he first tried to use his big stone-slamming hand to blast away the fire butterflies one by one. However, he was unable to completely destroy them. After the shock, only a single point of fire was needed. will return to normal,
And when those fire butterflies landed on the armor outside his body one by one, the temperature of the armor increased dramatically.
At this moment, what he was wearing was no longer a protective armor, but a moxibustion-heated stove!