Chapter six hundred and eighty seventh eight punches
There were a total of seventy Yu Jiajun, but all of them died in just one encounter. Zhuo Wen's gun was so fast that no one around him could see clearly.
"What a fast gun!"
Yue Wufang frowned slightly, with a hint of shock in his eyes. Zhuo Wen's gun was so fast that even he couldn't catch it. How could he not be shocked.
At this moment, the one who was equally shocked was Yu Jin, who was sitting on a tall horse. He was also unable to catch the light of the spear that Zhuo Wen had just swung out. It was so fast that it was dazzling and dizzying.
Kick!
Ten meters away from Yu Jin, Zhuo Wen stood still, raised his right hand flat, and pointed the tip of the bone gun with a cold light directly at Yu Jin. Zhuo Wen said indifferently: "Now, I will give you two choices! Once you abandon your cultivation,
I will spare your life; if you resist, you will die! Remember, you only have one chance to choose."
As soon as Zhuo Wen said these words, there was an uproar among the many warriors around him. This Zhuo Wen was so arrogant that he actually threatened to give Yu Jin, the ancestor of the Yu family, a choice. This tone was not ordinary.
Yu Jin's pupils shrank, and he faintly realized that the young man in front of him was extremely extraordinary. From the lightning-fast gun light just now, he could tell that Zhuo Wen was extraordinary.
However, Yu Jingui is the ancestor of the Yu family and a veteran of the Imperial Realm in the capital. How could he really abandon his cultivation because of Zhuo Wen's words?
"You are very strong at a young age, but it's a pity that this tone is too loud! Today I will let you know what a truly strong person is!"
Yu Jin snorted coldly, kicked the horse's belly with both feet, and the powerful force directly shattered the tall horse into a ball of blood mist. Yu Jin jumped into the air like a bird, with a terrifying aura gushing out, and his beard and hair flying.
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"Yu Jin has taken action! This young man may be in trouble."
Yu Jin jumped into the air, and many warriors around him looked forward to it. Their strength had not reached the level of the Emperor's Realm. Although Zhuo Wencai's spear light was extremely fast, he didn't find it particularly amazing. They didn't have enough vision, and in their hearts
I still think Yu Jin is stronger than Zhuo Wen.
"Eight punches!"
High in the sky, Yu Jin shouted loudly, clenched his fingers into fists, and then blasted downwards. The terrifying air pressure formed an extremely terrifying hurricane below.
Eight huge yellow fist seals measuring tens of feet descended from the void and crushed Zhuo Wen below. Countless air flowed backwards, forming a ring-shaped upside-down waterfall, which looked extremely spectacular and terrifying.
"Yu Jin's strongest move, the Eight-Punch Fist, I didn't expect that Yu Jin would use his strongest move right from the beginning! Is the young man in front of me really that strong?"
Looking at the eight terrifying fist seals in the sky, the warriors around them frowned slightly, feeling that Yu Jin's use of this most powerful move was a bit superfluous.
Yue Wufang had no such idea. At this time, his eyes were fixed on Zhuo Wen below. He felt more and more that the young man in front of him was strange and powerful. This boy was definitely not simple.
Zhuo Wen's knees were slightly bent, facing the eight fist seals landing in the sky. There was an endless color of calm on his delicate face. Even the fist seals in the sky that were like a collapse of the sky could not change his color at all.
When the eight fist seals were only ten meters away from Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Wen moved. With a shake of his right hand, the bone gun was swept out in an unpretentious manner, and it actually directly divided into eight inches of cold light. The cold light was extremely inconspicuous.
Sonorous!
The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded, and the moment eight rays of cold light, each about an inch in size, struck the eight fist seals, the fist seals that fell like broken bamboos, at this moment, were completely still, without any clue.
"Crush it for me!"
Zhuo Wen stomped his foot, and an indifferent voice slowly came out, and then everyone around him was horrified to find that the terrifying and huge eight fist seals of dozens of feet were like the most fragile glass, crumbling inch by inch and turning into countless pieces of powder.
Yu Jin's most powerful move, the eight punches, actually became so fragile in front of Zhuo Wen at this moment.
Zhuo Wen didn't even use any moves, he just hit eight rays of cold light, and Yu Jin's eight punches were directly shattered.
Anyone who is not a fool knows how big the gap is between Yu Jin and the young man in front of him.
High in the sky, Yu Jin's face was extremely ugly, but his heart was as turbulent as the waves and he couldn't calm down. He still can't imagine that his eight punch boxing was broken like this, and it was broken so completely.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound broke through the air, suddenly coming from below, and the mysterious young man below was seen, at some point, holding a bone gun, arriving in front of him.
"Old dog! Your behavior proves that your choice is the second one, so you can die for me."
Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice came, and the bone gun in his hand turned into a sharp shadow, aiming towards Yu Jin's heart.
"Ah! It's not that easy to kill me."
Yu Jin was shocked and angry at the same time. The strength of the young man in front of him far exceeded his expectation. He shouted loudly and took out a somewhat broken ancient mirror from his arms.
The shape of this ancient mirror is extremely strange. The shape of a flying bird is actually carved on the edge of the mirror. Zhuo Wen keenly discovered that the flying bird on the edge of this ancient mirror is very similar to a phoenix.
boom!
Yu Jin pressed his right thumb on the surface of the ancient mirror. Suddenly, endless golden flames surged out of the broken ancient mirror. The terrifying golden flames surrounded Yu Jin, forming an extremely thick flame armor.
"The Red Sun Infinite Mirror! Yu Jin even used this thing."
Looking at the ancient mirror in Yu Jin's hand, the moon below is square and his pupils are shrinking. Although he is stronger than Yu Jin, he still does not dare to offend Yu Jin too much. The main reason is the Red Sun Infinity Mirror in Yu Jin's hand.
This mirror was obtained by the ancestors of the Yu family inadvertently from the Heart of Darkness. Although it is extremely broken, if you use Yuan Power to activate the ancient mirror, a terrifying golden flame will still be released from it, and this golden flame will surround you.
Around the caster's body, it turns into a strange golden flame armor.
This golden flame is tougher than all steel. Even if Yue Wufang is stronger than Yu Jin, he can't do anything to Yu Jin at all. The defense of this golden flame armor is too strong.
It is precisely because of this Red Yang Wuji Mirror that Yu Jin is not afraid of Yue Wufang at all. Therefore, although the background of the Yu family is lower than that of the Yue family, they are even more arrogant than the Yue family in the capital. The main reason is that Yu Jin plus this red sun
Yang Infinity Mirror.
Whoosh!
The bone gun arrived in an instant and hit Yu Jin's golden flame armor. The terrifying power exploded. Countless golden flames exploded in a moment. Yu Jin retreated step by step under the force of the shock, until he had retreated dozens of steps.
Only then did he stop, but he was not damaged at all.
"Huh? What a weird golden flame!"
Staring at the undamaged Yu Jin in front of him, Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and stared at the Red Sun Infinity Mirror in Yu Jin's hand in surprise.
Just now he clearly observed that when his bone gun hit the golden flame armor, the terrifying power broke through many golden flames, but more golden flames could emerge from the red sun infinite mirror.
Replenishing the lost golden flames keeps the golden flame armor intact.
What surprised Zhuo Wen even more was that this golden flame armor was so unique that it could actually offset all the counter-shock force.
With Zhuo Wen's current strength, even if the bone gun indirectly comes into contact with Yu Jin, the shock force generated by the terrifying power alone can make Yu Jin unable to bear it and his body collapses.
But now, Yu Jin is standing dozens of meters away, looking at his rosy face, but he is not affected at all.
"Haha! With the Chiyang Wuji Mirror in your hand, what's the use no matter how strong you are? You can't hurt me at all." Yu Jin let out a light breath, and then laughed loudly.
"The Chiyang Wuji Mirror? It is quite a magical spiritual treasure, but even with this thing in your body, you will still die, Yu Jin old dog."
Zhuo Wen had no expression on his face. He stepped on the sole of his foot and arrived in front of the forbidden body in an instant. With a shake of his right hand, the bone gun flew out again, and a terrifying and mysterious power of artistic conception exploded in the entire void.
Zhuo Wen no longer held back, and directly used his best spear spirit. Although the Red Sun Infinite Mirror was magical, Yu Jin was too weak, and it simply exerted too much power of the Red Sun Infinite Mirror.
As long as Zhuo Wen explodes with power that exceeds the endurance limit of the Red Yang Wuji Mirror, the golden flame armor on the surface of Yu Jin will be destroyed.
"Hehe! The Chiyang Wuji Mirror is not that easy to break. Even if you are stronger than me, what's the use? I think you should give up early, because everything is in vain."
Yu Jin shook his head, and the mocking look on his lips became more intense. He was extremely confident in the defense of the Red Yang Wuji Mirror. Zhuo Wen was strong, but his Red Sun Wuji Mirror was even more terrifying.
"You seem very confident?"
Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, and the bone gun that was ready to go blasted out again. In an instant, Zhuo Wen's black hair flew, and with him as the center, countless layers of blue gun shadows escaped from the surface of the bone gun.
Countless gun shadows were like tadpoles in the stream, swimming randomly in the void. Then Zhuo Wen swung his bone gun, and the dense blue gun shadows suddenly condensed on one point, and finally converged into a terrifying blue giant gun hundreds of feet tall.
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Suddenly, the void seemed to collapse around the giant blue gun, and countless shattered black holes emerged.
"What a horrific attack!"
The people below were all stunned. Although their strength was low, it did not mean they were stupid. They could all clearly feel how terrifying the giant blue gun formed by Zhuo Wen's spear spirit in the void was.
Yue Wufang's expression finally changed. That giant blue spear actually gave him an irresistible feeling.
He knew that if he faced the giant blue gun, he would probably perish.
"Who is this kid? How can he be so powerful?"
Yue Wufang finally lost his composure. Zhuo Wen's power was beyond his expectation. No wonder Zhuo Wen's attitude towards him was so cold at first. It turned out that Zhuo Wen didn't take him seriously at all, nor did he.
You must keep him in your sight.
"Wandering dragon throws the world and destroys it. The country's border is destroyed with a single spear. It kills hundreds of soldiers in the world and freezes the mass graves where they came from."
Slowly, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but recite the spear poem that Lu Hantian had taught him. Immediately, the terrifying giant blue spear in front of him, like an arrow from the string, suddenly flew out and drew a line in the void.