This Sima Yuan's spiritual power is as abundant as a river and an ocean, endless.
All the veins in Wang Luode's arm were poured into it, leaving him unable to fight back.
"Go!" Sima Yuan roared angrily, and with the power of a monkey, he pushed Wang Luo out, flew three kilometers back, and fell straight into the jungle, with his entire back almost broken.
Wang Luo took a heavy breath and stood up little by little. But this time, Wang Luo felt as if he was about to lose control of the small world.
The wind gradually picked up, causing a rustling sound in the surrounding bamboo forest.
Wang Luo hunched over, breathing heavily.
He stared at Sima Yuan's figure not far away. He was in an offensive state just now, and instantly turned into a defensive state. However, he was surrounded by enemies on all sides.
Guan Buhui, who was at the border of Xiaotiandi, bit her lip and said nothing. She stared at every move on the field, her brows furrowing even more.
Sima Yuan split the world with his bare hands, carrying the power of the wind and clouds. Before the split move could hit, the whole body was split open.
Wang Luo's right foot sank half an inch into the soil, and he raised his hammer to meet it.
The situation changed, and in an instant, Sima Yuan chopped the stone hammer with his bare hands. A slight crack appeared on the stone hammer, and then it broke apart. The strength was still there, but there was no sign of restraint.
A palm struck Wang Luo's chest, penetrating three-thirds of his flesh.
Wang Luo held his breath and didn't dodge. He just wanted to trade one for one, for his life. Wang Luo had never been afraid!
At the moment when Sima Yuan's right hand lost its center of gravity, Wang Luo opened his chest and shook his valve. His whole body changed, and both of them were covered with sharp stones.
Surrounding the two people almost at the same time, Wang Luo encountered a strong enemy for the first time, so every step he took, Wang Luo was thinking about how to kill the opponent. It would definitely not be like the previous battle, and he would also be thinking about how to delay it.
, how to win better.
In the face of life and death, there is not so much time to think.
Countless rocks rushed towards the two of them, and they roared continuously.
Sima Yuan's eyes trembled and he stared at Wang Luo with an incredulous look: "Madman?"
"I will hold you back even if I die!"
Wang Luo said fiercely, making a seal with both hands, and countless rocks rushed towards him.
Sima Yuan pushed Wang Luo away and thought about finding a way out, but it was too late, there was no way out at this time.
"childish!"
Sima Yuan sneered, and a short sword appeared beside him. He grabbed the knife, chopped it, and sheathed it. A series of actions were performed smoothly.
The countless rocks fell down like a rain of stone powder.
Wang Luo stared at everything in front of him with wide eyes: "Who are you in Tianyu?"
Sima Yuan looked at Wang Luo: "When you go out to travel around the world, didn't your parents tell you that you must not offend the people of Tianyu?"
Wang Luoleng sneered: "In this world, a person who dares to risk his life, what do you think he would be afraid of?"
Sima Yuan stared at Wang Luo with an expressionless expression: "The duck has a dead mouth and a hard shell, so it doesn't matter anymore."
"What surprises me is that you all have great supernatural powers, but what are you trying to do? And you, Sima Yuan, are a little weird." Wang Luo asked.
"I started blacksmithing when I was seven years old. I didn't have enough to eat at that time. I just hoped that if I hit too much, I would have something to eat. The master felt distressed when he saw it. Later, he gave me more food, so I naturally spent more time on blacksmithing.
Even more. Others only know that I am good at blacksmithing. In fact, I like to thread needles when I have nothing to do. Threading needles is a delicate job. You have to thin the thread first, and then find the correct hole, and your hands do not shake. This requires
I'm very skilled. It's much better than blacksmithing. Although it's a woman's job, I still like threading needles more. Why? Because I'm very careful in Chinese characters. What's the use of just some stupid strength."