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Chapter two hundred and ninety-ninth: a sword seriously injured

Click!

After hearing the sound of bone cracking, everyone in Kaiyuan Hall looked happy.

it's over.

Many people subconsciously believed that Yelumo had defeated Lu Wenjie with one punch.

At that moment, everyone raised their eyes and looked towards the field.

However, the next scene shocked everyone.

"ah!"

A shrill scream came from Yelumo's mouth.

I saw that his right hand, which was clenched into a fist, was now twisted, like a chicken claw.

Dark red blood flowed from his fist and dripped to the ground, which was very dazzling.

The sound of cracking bones actually... came from Yelumo!

this……

When seeing this scene, almost everyone's first reaction was that they were dazzled.

Many people kept rubbing their eyes, unable to believe this result.

Yelu Mo is a warrior on the battlefield, and a warrior at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Although this punch did not display any martial arts skills, it was still extremely powerful.

Even within the same realm, there are not many people who can stop him.

However, Lu Wenjie not only blocked it, but also fought with fists, breaking Yelumo's hand bones.

This...this is simply unbelievable.

For a moment, many people could not suppress the shock in their hearts and exclaimed.

"Oh my God, what did I see? Yelumo actually lost. Illusion. This must be an illusion."

"I faced off against the eighth level of the spiritual martial arts head-on with the fourth level of spiritual martial arts, and actually won. How is this possible?"

"I don't believe it. He is just a servant of Xiao Changfeng. How can he be stronger than Yelu Mo? I absolutely don't believe it!"



Everyone in the hall almost dropped their jaws in shock.

They couldn't believe that Yelumo, who came from a military family, couldn't defeat even one of Xiao Changfeng's servants.

Especially His Highness Wanjun, the sneer on his face has not dissipated yet and is fixed on his face.

There was endless disbelief in his expression.

He never expected that the result would be like this.

"What a great Xiao Changfeng. This servant's physical body is extremely powerful. He seems to be a body refiner."

After all, His Highness Wan Jun is also a genius on the Qianlong List, and he can tell Lu Wenjie's extraordinaryness at a glance.

Being able to fight fist to fist and shattering Yelu Mo's hand bones is enough to prove how strong Lu Wenjie's body is.

Only warriors who specialize in body training can be so strong.xdw8

Yelu Mo's screams were endless in the field.

However, Xiao Changfeng looked like an old god and looked calm.

Lu Wenjie practices the Hell Bodhi Sutra and is no longer a warrior, but a cultivator of immortality.

His aura is far more powerful than that of a warrior.

His strength is far superior to that of warriors in the same realm.

What's more, he also has spiritual consciousness and can cast spells.

And his physical body is the prison-suppressing divine body, one of the eight great divine bodies.

This is a terrifying divine body that can suppress hell.

The biggest feature is his natural divine power, which is as heavy as a mountain.

Ordinary people simply cannot compete with him physically.

Among those present, apart from Xiao Changfeng, probably only His Highness Wan Jun's golden spirit body could compete with him.

This is still under the circumstances that His Highness Wanjun is at the Earth Martial Realm.

Spiritual body, holy body, divine body, immortal body.

At the same level, the Golden Spirit Body is far inferior to the Prison Suppressing God Body.

Not to mention ordinary mortals like Yelu Mo.

"You actually disabled my right hand!"

At this moment, Yelumo took out the wound medicine and stopped the bleeding, but the broken and twisted bones of his hand would not heal in a short while.

"The teacher said, let me only defeat you, not kill you!"

Lu Wenjie retracted his fist, glanced at Yelumo, and spoke calmly.

However, his words were like adding fuel to the fire.

In an instant, Yelumo's anger burned away all his sanity.

"I want you to die!"

Yelu Mo's face was ferocious, and his murderous intent was as crazy as any.

Whoosh!

A spear appeared in his hand.

Low-grade imperial weapon: Sharp Tiger Head Spear.

This gun is completely silver in color. On the head of the gun, there is a tiger's mouth spitting out a pointed tip, and there is an iron-blooded killing aura coming from it.

This is the weapon that Yelumo relied on to become famous on the battlefield.

With this spear in his hand, he has killed thousands of enemies and drank their blood.

At this moment, he was holding a spear in his hand, as if he had transformed into a war god on the battlefield. A chilling aura spread out from the front, making people shudder.

"Xuan-level low-level martial arts: one strike that breaks the army!"

boom!

Spiritual energy surging like a river was poured into the sharp tiger head spear by Yelu Mo.

Suddenly, the fierce tiger-headed gun burst out with an earthy yellow light, terrifying energy, and extremely sharp.

From a distance, everyone could feel the spear light above the tip of the spear, which was enough to pierce through everything.

To break the army means to break the army.

On the battlefield, the two armies are fighting, the crowds are rolling, and they are attacked from all sides. If you want to break the army, you need great strength, great perseverance, and great determination.

Yelumo's spear, before it was pierced, gave people the impression that ten thousand people were not as brave as they were.

If it were thrust out, it would be a shocking blow.

"Although Yelumo is at a lower level, he has been training on the battlefield for three years, and his combat prowess is not inferior to that of an ordinary spiritual martial artist at the peak of his level."

"This time he takes action with anger, coupled with the sharp tiger head spear and Po Jun's blow, even the warriors in the Earth Martial Realm may not be able to block it. This servant, even if he is a body refiner, will definitely not be able to block it.

This shot."

His Highness Wan Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, and he also admired Yelu Mo's shot.

"die!"

Yelumo held the sharp tiger-headed spear in his hand, and his whole body's aura was concentrated on the spear.

A spear thrust out, tearing the air, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and stabbed towards Lu Wenjie's throat at an incredible speed.

This shot is like a river releasing its sluice gate, and a tiger is catching prey, fast and fierce.

Those closest to him could clearly feel the strong wind blowing on their faces, stinging them painfully.

Everyone was shocked.

This shot can be used in the battlefield martial arts realm!

Even Lu Wenjie also looked solemn.

He reached out and took out the Wolf Sword from the storage ring.

"Swordsmanship!"

Spiritual energy surged, and with a touch of his finger, the entire wolf-tooth sword suddenly glowed with snow-white light.

There was also a ferocious aura of a wolf, which made one's heart palpitate.

"cut!"

Lu Wenjie did not control the wolf-tooth sword to fly out, but held the hilt in his hand and slashed suddenly.

Xiao Changfeng's sword is fast, sharp, and capable of cutting through everything.

But Lu Wenjie practices the Hell Bodhi Sutra and possesses the Hell-Suppressing Divine Body.

What he is better at is heavy lifting with great force.

Therefore, the Wolf Fang Sword is not an ordinary sword, but an heavy sword.

A heavy sword without an edge is a rotten sword without any workmanship!

When the sword came out, it was like a huge mountain pressing down, with a devastating force, and it cut down in the air.

Ouch!

The spiritual energy was released, and a ferocious wolf head appeared on the sword body.

It's as if the wolf king came to the world to tear apart all enemies.

In an instant, the wolf-tooth sword struck the sharp tiger's spear.

Click!

Although this shot went forward in an unstoppable manner, it was extremely powerful.

However, the Wolf Fang Sword is able to break through all means with one force, directly cutting through the powerful spear light.

His power continued unabated and he slashed at Yelu Mo's body.

boom!

In an instant, Yelumo flew out like a cannonball.

After flying three or four meters, it hit the ground heavily.

A mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly.

One sword, serious injury!


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