The first thousand two hundred and seventy-three chapters of the power of the 10,000-character curse
boom!
There was an explosion.
The terrifying waves of explosive energy rippled out, sweeping in all directions like circles of ripples that could destroy everything.
In the middle of this ripple, a golden light shot straight into the sky, as if it was about to poke a big hole in the sky.
The sound of the huge explosion was also mixed with a slight "clicking" sound.
The sound was very small, but compared to the explosion, it was clearer and more harsh.
This voice is probably familiar to any warrior.
This is the sound of bones breaking.
Li Yuankui's figure flew out from the center of the explosion and landed heavily on the ground, creating a large crater.
Half of his body seemed to feel like it was collapsing.
The blow just now turned half of the bones in his body into debris.
However, he was still not dead and struggled to fly up from the pit.
When the power of the explosion dissipated, Gu Xuan's figure emerged from the dust in the sky.
He stood proudly in the same place, not even moving an inch.
As soon as "Ba Fist" comes out, who else will it be than me?
No matter how strong Li Yuankui is, he is only an intermediate warrior in the Holy Realm. If he competes with his superior physical strength in boxing, his failure has long been doomed.
What's more, he had a huge advantage from the beginning.
However, what Gu Xuan didn't expect was that Li Yuankui was actually so stubborn.
Half of the bones in the body were destroyed, but the man was still alive.
In fact, even the breath of life has not been reduced.
In other words, an injury of this degree was not considered a fatal injury to him.
This is simply comparable to a pseudo-divine body.
If it could heal itself, it would be no different from the pseudo-divine body.
Gu Xuan looked at Li Yuankui curiously. His tenacious vitality was probably related to a certain opportunity that Li Yuankui had encountered.
"Damn it!"
Li Yuankui can no longer speak, but he can still transmit sounds.
"You actually injured me to such an extent. Even in Wu Fang Hu Di, I haven't suffered such injuries for two hundred years."
Gu Xuan smiled faintly.
"You can rest assured that this is the last time you will be seriously injured.
Because my next attack will kill you!"
Li Yuankui smiled disdainfully and said:
"Let me perish? What a joke.
With the ten-thousand-word curse, no one can destroy me.
Unless, you can even defeat the Ten Thousand Word Curse!
Next, I should let you perish! No one can resist my will!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of light appeared on the Ten Thousand Character Curse, falling from the sky and covering Li Yuankui.
Li Yuankui's body disappeared in an instant, as if he had been sucked into a ten-thousand-character curse by the light.
boom!
On the Ten Thousand Character Curse, there was a sound like thunder exploding, and with a "swish" sound, the Ten Thousand Character Curse was pressed hard towards Gu Xuan.
Gu Xuan only felt that suddenly, he seemed to be locked by a hill. If he hesitated for a moment, the hill would press down on him and crush him into a meat pie.
"No, flash!"
Gu Xuan's pupils shrank, energy flowed under his feet, and he used the body-changing technique, flying towards the left and forward, dozens of feet away.
At this moment, the place where he was standing exploded with a bang.
The whole world was shaken by the explosion.
Just as Gu Xuan stood still, the Ten Thousand-Character Curse had already flown over again. The speed was unbelievable.
"I'll go, so fast!"
Gu Xuan did not hesitate and stepped towards a rock.
The rock shattered in response and turned into debris.
Gu Xuan also used the force of the counter-shock to fly back again.
However, the ten thousand-character curse actually followed him like a shadow, still following him closely.
“What on earth is this ten-thousand-character curse seal?
Is it some kind of spiritual treasure, a talisman treasure, or just some kind of energy?"
Gu Xuan's disillusioned eyes opened, but he couldn't see any clues.
In a moment, Gu Xuan moved around and changed a total of thirty-six directions, but there was no chance to dodge the Ten Thousand-Character Curse.
It is as if there is a thread connected between it and Gu Xuan.
"This is not the way to go. Stop hiding and attack directly!"
Gu Xuan gritted his teeth and decided to fight this 10,000-word curse.
He has the Tongxuan Lingbao Star Picking Hand, coupled with the domination fist, he can even beat a living Li Yuankui half to death, so there is no reason why he can't handle a ten-thousand-word curse.
"Ba Fist!"
Gu Xuan raised his right hand and punched out!
This punch hit the Ten Thousand Character Curse.
Just hearing a loud explosion, Gu Xuan's body flew backwards from the power of the explosion.
"How is that possible?"
The corners of Gu Xuan's mouth trembled.
The punch I just punched was so powerful, but the Ten Thousand-Character Curse actually blocked it and knocked me away, but it did nothing.
"I still don't believe it!"
Before Gu Xuan could stand firm, the Ten Thousand-Character Curse flew out again.
"Double domination punch!"
Boom boom!
"Triple Fist!"
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, Gu Xuan had already flown backwards a thousand feet away, but the ten-thousand-character curse still seemed to never stop, and it would not stop until it smashed him into a meat pie.
"I'm going! Damn it!"
Gu Xuan couldn't help but uttered a curse word. It was true that the ten thousand-character curse, its hardness, and its power were too exaggerated.
"Hahaha, it's useless."
Li Yuankui's voice came from the Ten Thousand Character Curse.
"This Ten Thousand-Character Mantra is a mystical spiritual treasure that was sacrificed and refined by Master Wufangku in Wufangku. It can convey the power of Master Wufangku even across thousands of mountains and rivers.
Now, you are equivalent to confronting Lord Wufang Kuzhu, how can you possibly win?"
Gu Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"So it turns out that this ten thousand-character mantra is actually a magical treasure!
Can it convey the power of the Infinite Sufferer? It’s really interesting.”
Gu Xuan's mind suddenly changed. Although he didn't know who the Wufang Suffering Master was, the energy transmitted to the Ten Thousand Character Curse through the air was so powerful. I'm afraid that the Wufang Suffering Master was at least a high-level saint.
figure.
Such a person is beyond his ability to deal with.
"I'm afraid of being poor, seniors, how much longer do you want?"
If you don’t come out, next time you see me, you’ll be like a piece of meat pie.”
Gu Xuan once again escaped the attack of the Ten Thousand Character Curse and shouted hurriedly.
At this moment, a grain of sand suddenly flew in front of Gu Xuan.
A figure flew out from it, it was the poor and fearful saint.
"Hahaha, this saint has been prepared for a long time. However, I want to see when you will be unable to hold on anymore and ask this saint for help.
Hahaha……"
The poor and fearful man laughed heartily.
As soon as Gu Xuan heard this laughter, he had the urge to beat up the poor and fearful saint.
Already prepared?
Want to see when I ask you for help?
You might as well watch when this young master turns into a meatloaf!
As soon as Qiong was afraid that the saint came out, Gu Xuan immediately retreated. He had no intention of getting involved in what was going to happen next.
Tired.
As soon as the Poor Saint came out, he sneered, waved his hand, and slapped the Ten Thousand-Character Curse with his palm!