What surprised him was that Tang Qiubai didn't have the slightest fear in the crisis of life and death. Instead, he looked at him with a sneer, his eyes full of ridicule.
When Wu Zhantian breathed heavily, he was instantly furious.
How dare this guy, who is about to die, be so arrogant?
The next moment, the golden energy in his palm reached its violent peak and landed on Tang Qiubai's head at an even faster speed.
But in his imagination, the scene of Tang Qiu's head being bruised and bleeding did not appear.
“Buzz---”
A faint green light emerged above Tang Qiubai's head.
The green light is extremely thin, like water and waves.
But it was extremely tough, and Wu Zhantian's palm fell on it.
The green light only trembled a few times, like ripples on the surface of a lake, and then returned to calm in an instant.
When Wu Zhantian's pupils shrank, an indifferent voice suddenly came.
"Killing my disciple in front of me, your Excellency, you don't take me seriously, right?"
At the same time as the sound came.
In the distance, a figure seemed to shrink into an inch. It took a few steps and was in front of Tang Qiubai in an instant.
"Teacher!" Tang Qiubai bowed slightly.
Su Bai nodded, "Leave this to me."
"Yes!" Tang Qiubai nodded, swallowed a pill and began to heal his wounds.
He naturally felt Su Bai's aura just now, so he dared to be so confident. He believed that with Su Bai around, no matter how powerful Wu Zhantian was, he could not kill him.
In his heart, Su Bai was a god-like existence.
The moment he saw Su Bai's figure, Wu Zhantian's face turned gloomy.
"Are you Su Bai?"
Su Bai looked indifferent and nodded: "Not bad."
"Did you kill Shan Charge?"
"right!"
Hearing Su Bai's direct admission, the anger on Wu Zhantian's face was extremely strong. His eyes were as cold as knives, staring at Su Bai, and shouted: "Then do you know that Shan Chongchong is my disciple?
"
"Huh?" Su Bai's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
That Shan Charge is actually a disciple of Wu Zhantian? This is quite interesting.
No wonder Shan Charge obeyed Bai Feiyan's orders so much. It seemed like it was because of Wu Zhantian.
"I don't know about this--" Su Bai smiled faintly. At this point, he changed the topic and said calmly: "But---even if he is your disciple, I will still kill him!"
"You are as arrogant as the rumors say!" Wu Zhantian's face was extremely stern, and he said with a smile: "Before I came, Old Man Chen advised me not to provoke you!"
"However, I don't believe how powerful a little boy with no hair can be!"
While he sneered, his aura suddenly exploded.
"Today, let me see how arrogant and arrogant you are!"
Whoosh!
Before he could finish his words, his calf suddenly kicked off the ground. The man shot up like a cannonball, causing cracks all over the bluestone floor in an instant.
In mid-air, Wu Zhantian's figure was shielded by surging golden energy, like a golden sun.
"Sun-Breaking Fist!"
boom!
He punched out.
The fist smashed down like a golden sun, and the surging golden energy was so domineering that it directly tore the surrounding air apart.
The huge air turbulence caused the surrounding trees, earth and rocks to fly in random directions.
But Su Bai's body stood upright like a javelin, and his expression did not change at all as he looked at Wu Zhantian who was attacking fiercely.
He waved Tang Qiubai to Xue Rulong, Xue Pinghai and others who had just arrived.
"Cousin, take care of him!"
While talking, he finally moved.
He suddenly raised his hand, like reaching the sky, and punched out.
However, the momentum of this punch was incomparable to Wu Tatian's punch.
Not even a sound of wind was made.
next moment.
The golden sun-like fist collided with Su Bai's fist in an instant.
boom---
The golden energy exploded like the scorching sun.
There was a huge explosion, the vibrating air roared, and when the air waves swept away, Xue Rulong, Xue Pinghai and others quickly retreated.
Wu Zhantian had a sneer on his face.
My own Sun-breaking Fist, combined with the 'Wu Gang Jin' inherited from the Wu family, has no weaker attack power than the great masters in the late stage of transformation. How could this Su Bai be so powerful that he could confront him head-on?
I really don’t know what to say!
You must know that the Zhongzhou Wu family’s ‘Wu Gang Jin’ is an extremely powerful skill with extremely strong attack power. Even fighting across ranks is common.
The sun explodes.
The golden gang dissipated.
Su Bai's figure slowly appeared.
In mid-air, Wu Zhantian's eyes were filled with disbelief.
Unscathed?
How can this be?
But Su Bai didn't give him any time to be surprised.
He shook his head with disappointment.
"Is this your strength?"
"You are not even as good as Chen Xiuqi, but you dare to challenge me?"
While he was speaking, his face was full of coldness. He looked at Wu Zhantian, whose face was extremely dark in the air, and pointed out.
"Certainly!"
Buzz---
An invisible ripple descended.
In an instant, Wu Zhantian's expression changed drastically.
He actually died, and even the energy in his body felt stagnant at this moment.
What kind of skill is this?
Su Bai seemed to know what he was thinking, with a sneer on his face.
This is naturally not martial arts, but a low-level spell in the world of cultivation - body-holding technique.
This kind of spell is not very effective against people with strong will at the same level, but under special circumstances, it can also achieve great results with one blow.
"Nine fighting styles---breaking mountains and rivers!"
Su Bai's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Wu Zhantian who was struggling fiercely in mid-air. His body moved, and in an instant, it was like a roc spreading its wings and moving out sideways.
He punched out, and there seemed to be a strange rhythm in his movements.
This punch seemed extremely slow, but it was extremely fast and as heavy as a thousand punches. The compressed air collapsed like a mountain or river collapsing.
During the huge crisis, Wu Zhantian's face suddenly turned blood red, his eyes were red, and he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. Stimulated by the rich smell of blood, the golden aura around his body expanded violently.
"Click---"
When a vague sound sounded, the golden energy around him seemed to have broken through an invisible bondage. The energy tore through the sky, and when he bowed violently, Wu Zhantian was like a golden god of war. While shouting violently, he struck out with a palm
Pressing towards Su Bai.
"Thousands of great strength!"
The martial arts family of Zhongzhou is expert in fists and palms.
The fist is the Po Sun Fist.
The palm is a thousand-strength force.
The so-called Qianzhong Jin is to transform Yang Yang's strength into a continuous palm print of strength, which is as turbulent as the waves of the sea, suppressing the opponent and retreating, until the enemy is killed!
Wow---
A surge of energy seemed to come from Wu Zhantian's body.
next moment.
A palm and a fist collided with each other in an instant.
"boom---"
The golden Gang Qi tore apart in an instant.
When Wu Zhantian looked unbelievable, he shouted angrily, and at the same time, the surging Gang Qi surged in one after another like waves.
Each wave is stronger than the last.
In the blink of an eye, the golden energy not only blocked Su Bai's fist, but also had a tendency to counterattack.
"Um?"
Su Bai's eyes finally showed a hint of strange color.
"It's quite interesting. But this move can't stop me!"
The Nine Fighting Styles are the top offensive techniques that Haotian Immortal Lord used to control the world of cultivation before becoming Yuanying Immortal Lord. Although Su Bai's current cultivation level is too low and cannot exert its true power, it can be used to deal with some earthly creatures.
There are enough transformation warriors!
The power of the Nine Fighting Styles cannot be compared to the ordinary skills of a martial arts family like this on earth!