Zu Long didn't care about the attacks around him. He covered his eyes with his hands, held the soul-stealing magic knife in his left hand, and pulled it out from his abdomen with a sharp pull.
Zhuang Wuming's brows jumped.
The dragon robe on the belly of the ancestral dragon was not damaged at all, but it could be seen that it had penetrated deeply into the body of the ancestral dragon, the First Emperor.
"This guy's body is so hard, it's not easy to break."
His face darkened, and he used all his strength to mobilize the mysterious female energy, turning it into fifteen cyan threads, and injected them into the blue double swords and the jade phosphorus needle.
The sword light of the blue double sword solidified and turned into nine sword lights that looked like real swords.
The jade phosphorus needle turned into six balls of fire. The fire was so intense that it could ignite everything. Wherever it passed, the air was ignited and turned into a black liquid.
Jade phosphorus fire is not just heat, but also highly toxic. The poisonous fire composed of these two forces is very terrifying.
Under this poisonous fire, the First Emperor also looked solemn, and black energy rose up all over his body, pouring into his dragon robe, blooming with a hazy black light.
Kakaka
The sound of metal colliding changed. The First Emperor's body finally began to suffer damage under the full load operation of the blue double swords and jade phosphorus needles.
Although the wound is very subtle, it is not a good sign.
Taking a deep breath, the Ancestral Dragon Emperor's face darkened, a dark golden color appeared all over his body, and the scales all over his body became more fine.
boom
A punch blasted out, shaking the void.
This punch was about to break the vacuum and suppress all heretics, and the mighty aura swept across all directions.
A black dragon wraps around the body, as if a real dragon is roaring.
Dangdangdang
At this moment of explosion, dozens of fist seals swept across the void.
Both the blue double sword light and the green phosphorus needle were blown away.
Zhuang Wuming's will was shaken. This punch was not only a physical attack, but also contained an attack of will.
However, he has the Demon King's weapon to suppress him, as well as the "Buddha and Demon's True Form", and his will has been concentrated to the extreme, and he can ignore this level of will attacks.
The First Emperor repulsed Zhuang Wuming's attack with one move, and the dragon path at his feet came instantly, covering the sky with a punch, and came towards Zhuang Wuming.
To capture a thief, capture the king first; to shoot a man, shoot a horse first.
Fighting with Qi Masters from a distance is something that only stupid people would do. This would completely put themselves into a disadvantageous situation.
As the founding emperor of the country, Qin Shihuang, who had ruled the world for countless years, was not a stupid person.
Although these are just his memories, they are extremely real and constitute his entire personality.
Facing the First Emperor who arrived in front of him with powerful fists, Zhuang Wuming's face turned cold.
Countless shadows rose from the ground and turned into countless rays bounding towards the First Emperor.
The vast, dozens and hundreds of shadow ropes, covering the sky and the sun, leaving no room for escape, instantly wrapped around the First Emperor's body, causing him to suddenly freeze.
Zhuang Wuming's shadow skills have developed various methods, including killing, shuttle, and trapping people, each of which has a powerful effect.
Dozens and hundreds of shadow ropes are enough to generate a huge pulling force of hundreds of tons.
But the next moment, Emperor Qin's whole body trembled, and the real dragon composed of countless black energy shuddered suddenly.
The scales on the whole body stood upright and rolled crazily at an alarming speed.
Eternal Dragon Fist - Dragon Transformation
With this move, the black air scales are like countless blades, cutting off all shadows.
Black air is invisible and has unpredictable power.
The punch was still aimed at Zhuang Wuming, causing his face to darken.
He had a hunch that this punch, which contained the black energy of a true dragon, could not be intercepted forcefully.
The body turns around, the feet tremble, and everything is reflected microscopically.
The slightest changes in Zulong's body were reflected in Zhuang Wuming's heart, including all the fist movements and movements.
Whoosh
Like a slippery fish, it slipped out from the left side of the First Emperor at the slightest moment.
As soon as he turned around and thought, nine sword lights and six green phosphorus fires swarmed towards him.
Rumble
There was another round of terrifying explosions.
sizzling
A corrosive sound sounded, sword light and jade phosphorus needles flashed, and a small wound on the First Emperor's body burst open, splattering dark golden blood.
Dark golden blood fell to the ground, and the huge force shot out several deep holes in the ground.
Zhuang Wuming narrowed his eyes. The Ancestral Dragon Emperor's body was very powerful, and this kind of attack only caused minor injuries.
This kind of physical strength can withstand the cutting of the flying sword and jade phosphorus needle. He asked himself that even if he fully improves his body defense, he may not be able to withstand the cutting of the flying sword.
Turning on the all-out mode, Zhuang Wuming kept flashing in the shadows. No matter how the Ancestral Dragon Emperor used his methods, he could not catch up with Zhuang Wuming.
Zhuang Wuming controlled the Blue Double Sword and Jade Phosphorus to cause huge damage to him.
Although there was no damage to his yellow robe, there were countless wounds on the dark golden body under Huang Po.
The fine wounds are affecting his fighting ability little by little.
The mysterious female energy is consumed rapidly. To maintain the highest power of the Blue Double Sword and the Jade Phosphorous Needle, Zhuang Wuming consumes almost a thousand mysterious female energy with each attack.
In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen attacks, and the Ancestral Dragon Emperor's whole body was stained with dark golden blood, and his yellow robe was covered with dots of blood.
His actions were greatly affected, slowing down a lot, and his attributes dropped significantly.
Although Zhuang Wuming couldn't see his specific situation, he could still detect the weakening of the other person's aura at a microscopic level.
At this time, his Xuanfei Qi has been almost exhausted, and this cannot be made up for in a short time.
Black light appeared all over the body again, and the "Demon King's Body" unfolded again.
Zhuang Wuming stopped using his shadow skills to move around, and instead stepped in front of the Ancestral Dragon First Emperor.
The Xuanfei Qi and Qi and blood energy in the whole body were operating to the extreme, and the acupoints all over the body were stimulated. The next moment, Zhuang Wuming moved.
At this time, the strength has been pushed up to over 30 points, and the speed is also 28 points.
Arriving in front of Zu Long, he punched him in the face.
Zulong was wrapped in black dragons, his eyes lit up, and his aura suddenly surged.
Zhuang Wuming could see clearly that it was the result of him activating the dark power in his body with all his strength, and he temporarily returned to his peak state.
But the next moment, an invisible force burst out and directly pressed on the Ancestral Dragon First Emperor.
Mental telepathy, an instant burst of telepathy, a full 5 points of will burning, and a huge pressure of more than fifty tons, all pressed on Zulong.
The huge force was like seawater pouring in, suppressing the ancestor dragon and making him unable to move.
His face froze, and he showed an expression of disbelief.
But it was too late. The moment his whole body stiffened, Zhuang Wuming rushed in front of him.
The next moment, countless fists blasted out.
The fists blasted out like a violent storm, and each punch landed firmly on Zulong.
In the violent storm, Zulong Shihuang was like a sandbag, withstanding all the attacks from Zhuang Wuming from head to toe.
For thirty seconds, pitch-black fists struck like cannonballs.
Blood spattered, wounds burst, and the chest of the Ancestral Dragon Emperor exploded with deep wounds visible to the bones.
His dark golden flesh was too hard, and it broke inch by inch under Zhuang Wuming's terrifying punch, just like broken metal.