The moment Wang Luo finished speaking, his whole aura increased by an inch, seemingly even more powerful than when the Qimen Dunjia opened the door.
Wang Luo held one hand and stood up slowly: "I look down on people like you the most in my life. What you say is better than what you sing."
In an instant, Wang Luo moved forward with his hands and feet, and leaped towards Yu Wenhu with a giant leap.
Yu Wenhu cleverly twisted his body to easily avoid it, stretched out his right hand to grab Wang Luo's back, and with Hongru on his chest, he pulled Wang Luo off his horse from above and slammed him to the ground.
Immediately, he turned backwards, pulled Wang Luo's right arm, and moved in the opposite direction. There was only a "click" and Wang Luo's arm was immediately broken.
The king was sweating profusely, but he didn't say a word. He simply used the fracture of his right arm to fracture his left arm on his own.
In this way, his whole body turned over. Wang Luo put his feet on the ground, pulled back more than ten steps, staggered and almost fell down.
Yu Wenhu stood there and sneered, his back shaking continuously: "The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan, but the dog only knows that shit is delicious."
The lotus root in Yu Wenhu's right hand flipped over very quickly, and there was a whistling sound in the cold wind. The small ice crystals around him made a cracking sound and moved towards Wang Luo almost at the same time.
Wang Luo, whose arms had been broken, looked at the ice crystals in the sky. With the help of his shoulders, he hit the ground directly. His broken arms turned at a very strange angle.
The sweat on Wang Luo's forehead fell drop by drop. Because of the pain, he gritted his teeth and blood seeped out of the corners of his mouth.
Wang Luo stood there like the autumn leaves falling, his sleeves swaying in the wind, he looked to the sky: "Master Wu Xiu, let me let my lingering sound linger for three days, it's great!"
Heaven and earth roar...
There is a little red in the white, it is Wang Luo, the momentum is completely different.
With the power of Mount Tai, he rushed towards Yuwenhu. Yuwenhu blocked him with a square of ice crystal.
At the same time, his right arm moved towards the door facing Wang Luo.
First, the white snow crystals all over the sky flew towards Wang Luo, and they were like knives, whistling in the wind.
Wang Luo's eyes were red, and before the white snow crystals reached Wang Luo's body, he was trembling like a child encountering a wild dog, and the little world was filled with laughter.
There was a pipa sound... getting faster and faster.
The white crystals scattered all over the sky, turning into pieces of snowflakes, without the power to kill anyone.
The right arm hits the stone hammer.
"Bang bang bang..."
The stone hammer in Wang Luo's hand was cracked, but Yu Wenhu's right hand had not stopped yet.
It hit Wang Luo's heart directly. Wang Luo remained silent and swallowed a mouthful of blood.
"Lend me the sound of my pipa, and lend me the supreme power of all heavens." Wang Luo puffed out his chest and shook off Yu Wenhu's punch.
He turned his left hand several times, clamped the steel fist with his soft fist, and hit Yu Wenhu's lower right arm.
Yu Wenhu was in pain and stretched his right arm. Fortunately, the right arm had been poisoned by himself. Although Wang Luo found the weak point, fortunately it was not fatal.
Just when Yu Wenhu wanted to use the white crystal to resist for a moment, Wang Luo used his right hand to use up his right foot, and directly threw Yu Wenhu into the sky.
But Wang Luo's pseudo-third-level strength had reached its extreme at this moment, soaring into the sky and leaping over Yu Wenhu's head.
Wang Luo made fists with his hands, crossed them in front of his chest, and struck Yu Wenhu at his feet.
"boom……"
Wang Luo actually used his hands as hammers and smashed Yu Wenhu down.
There are fewer and fewer snow crystals in the sky.
A mouth appeared on the top of Yu Wenhuo's head among the ruins, with two tongues hanging dejectedly on the side, full of blood.
Yuwenhu lay on the ground and looked at the man: "Impossible, impossible, how could you know my weakness."
Wang Luo didn't answer. He spread his hands and looked at him: "Mr. Wu, finally I will lend you your passion, your wealth of knowledge, your eastward wind to conquer the Lianghai Sea, and your floating life like a big dream."
The moment Wang Luo raised his hand, he tried to touch the sky.
He was stunned, lowered his head and smiled.
Wang Luo walked down step by step from the piles of rocks piled up at his feet.
He raised his hand and flicked his fingers.
The sky is filled with dreams.
Iron horses and ice came into the dream, and thousands of armored soldiers charged into battle, shouting constantly.
Knife after knife cut Yu Wenhu's body.
A knight sheathed his sword, took a jar of strong wine, and three pounds of beef with soy sauce.
The wind roared, and Yu Wenhu covered his throat, his eyes empty.
Finally, I wake up from the great dream of Spring and Autumn, and an exquisite memory penetrates my heart.
Yu Wenhu felt as if he was being eaten by countless ants. His whole body began to tremble and he foamed at the mouth.
Wang Luo held the hammer in his right hand and rushed towards Yu Wenhu.
But at the same time, a tearing sound came from the small world behind Yuwen's protection.
A large hole was torn open in the small world, and with one hand on the edge, it was the ape-man covered in thorns.
There is a phoenix on its head, swallowing the fierce fire from the sky.
It was Jiang Feng who had left and returned, and his fist collided with Wang Luoshi Hammer, but it was no match.
Jiang Feng frowned: "Is the mirror broken?"
Suddenly he shook his head: "No, it's a pseudo-third level."
"Yuwenhu, Yuwenhu, you are stupid and yet you can refine poison to its peak. You are smart, but you have capsized in the gutter." Jiang Feng faced the man behind him who fell to the ground, covered in blood.
Yu Wenhu, who was in confusion, said.
"It's almost time for the prince to come back, and you don't have long to live." Jiang Feng said to Wang Luo in front of him.
Wang Luo looked in front of him and fell into trouble for a moment. One by one, some were beaten.
But the key is that there are three people in front of him, except Yu Wenhu who fell to the ground. There is also Jiang Feng who punches out dragons and phoenixes. Just one Jiang Feng is enough for Wang Luo to eat a pot. What's more, there is another one who has been punching out from beginning to end.
The ape man didn't take action. Until now, Wang Luo didn't know where this monster came from or what its fighting power was.
"There are thousands of avenues in this world, but you have to take this dead end. Who do you blame?" Jiang Feng said contemptuously, and rushed towards Wang Luo with a punch without hesitation.
When Wang Luo received Jiang Feng's punch, the entire land was like a sailboat in the waves, swaying from side to side.
The two of them felt their hearts tremble at the same time, and they both exchanged positions and looked around.
The two of them knew that this sound was not caused by the force of the punch just now.
As the controller of this world, Wang Luo knows it better than anyone else. In the sky above his head, there is a blazing red flame, flying towards him at the speed of breaking a bow.
This small world became extremely depressing, and the ape man covered in thorns was trembling all over. He stared at the sky with twinkling eyes.