Martial Arts Supreme Cultivation System

Chapter 310 Goodbye Corpse Maniac
"Huh!" Seeing that both of them had dissipated their own palm strength, the person who made the palm couldn't help being surprised, and was also surprised. This move came suddenly, and it had already been determined that the opponent would be difficult to resist unless it was transformed into a celestial being. He was not surprised that Feng Song was able to dissolve Zhang Lie, but he didn't expect that Luo Jianxun's mere innate realm could also dissolve him.

Wenren Fengsong was worthy of being a master in the realm of heavenly and human transformation. While dispelling the force of Yinhan's palm, one hand was like a crane's beak, and the other waved forward to attack that person. This move was so exquisite that it instantly blocked the person's body. When he saw the big acupuncture point, the man didn't panic. He floated his feet and circled behind Wenren Fengsong. He still used a palm technique, and the cold air came out of his palm and enveloped Wenren Fengsong.

This man's Qinggong was extremely weird. He was far superior to Wenren Fengsong. Wenren Fengsong couldn't turn around, but his moves changed. He counterattacked with a palm, and heard a bang. Their bodies trembled slightly, but it was Each took a step back.

All of this happened in a blink of an eye. At this time, Luo Jianxun had already turned his head and came to his senses. He was stunned when he saw the person coming. This person was Yang Hongying, the former head of the Zhenyuan Escort, who was dead. Although Luo Jianxun had thought that the corpse madman of the Xuantian Sacred Church could not really be dead, but now that he suddenly saw it, he couldn't help being surprised and couldn't help but exclaim.

Hearing Luo Jianxun's exclamation, the zombie maniac also recognized Luo Jianxun, frowned, and then a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he shouted: "Damn it, Wenren Fengsong, you dare to join hands with this kid to deceive the leader, don't you want to Alive?"

"Hmph, it's you who don't want to live. I didn't expect the flower demon to die, but you are in charge of this place, and hand over the picture of the wind and rain in the Spring Mountain." Wenren Fengsong was also shocked when he saw the corpse maniac. After all, the corpse mad is a master of heaven and man who has been famous for a long time, but thinking that after the collapse of the Xuantian Sacred Church, the corpse mad was also seriously injured and his strength was greatly damaged. Impressive and stunning.

Seeing this, the corpse maniac was furious, thinking that he was a senior expert, even Wenren Fengsong, who looked 80 or [-] years old, was just a junior in his eyes, because of his serious injuries in the past, he was very powerful Cunyi, and because of the great cause of the Xuantian Sacred Cult, he hid in Jiangcheng for decades. He was slapped by Luo Jianxun before, which already made him full of anger, and now he is ridiculed by Wenren Fengsong. How can he bear it.

Immediately, the dead man's face changed, his left hand turned into a lion's claw, his right hand turned into a bear's paw, he leaned forward, and attacked Wenren Fengsong, one attack on his right shoulder, one attack on his abdomen, one shot at a time, fast Innocent.

When the two palms met, their bodies trembled. The cadaver felt the strength of the opponent's palm, like spring hair, endless and hard to resist. Wenren Fengsong didn't expect that the cadaver's current strength had also returned to the sky. Although the realm of human beings is still some distance away from him, there is a cold force in his palm that is extremely difficult to entangle, like a maggot on a tarsal bone. When the two palms meet, they rush towards him. His internal strength is strong, and he is afraid that he has been eroded by the cold air.

The movements of the two of them are as swift as the wind, they have performed more than [-] moves in the blink of an eye.I saw that the dead man's movement was light and erratic, like a ghost, but because his internal strength had not fully recovered, most of his fights with Wenren Fengsong were fighting. It was midsummer, and even though it was late at night, he still felt the heat Steaming people, but Wenren Fengsong's side is like an ice kiln, Wenren Fengsong fights with him, but he has to use his internal strength to resist the cold, and his moves are also slower, not as good as before It is as fierce and vicious, and its power is frightening.

From this point of view, the actual cultivation level is still higher, but in the eyes of people like Luo Jianxun, it is clear that the corpse maniac is powerful, but it consumes a lot of energy. Now it is not as good as Wenren Fengsong, but using such tricks, of course he can gain the upper hand for a while, but the consumption of himself is too great. By doing this, he is putting himself in a dangerous situation. Why? ?
Seeing this, Wenren Fengsong also felt exhausted, he just felt like he was in the ice cellar, several times, he rushed left and right, tried various lightness kungfu and body skills, intending to break out, but when it comes to lightness The strangeness of body skills and body skills, the corpse madman is far above him, so every time, he is blocked by the cold palm force of the corpse madman, not only can't get away, but he is in danger several times. Fortunately, Wenren Feng Songben The person is also very calm, relying on his strong internal strength, but he also took it.

Finally, as the corpse madman's palm strength became colder and colder, Wenren Fengsong's speed slowed down again. At this moment, a gleam of coldness flashed in the corpse madman's eyes, and he struck out his palms alternately. Like a snow mountain collapsing or a glacier shattering, the cold wind and rain came towards Wenren Fengsong's door.

This move was quick and fierce, Wenren Fengsong was not in a hurry to dodge, his blood surged up immediately, his internal energy gathered in his palm, only a bang sound was heard, the green shadows, palm shadows, and claw shadows all disappeared in the field, The four palms of the two of them joined together and parted suddenly, the dead man slumped on the ground, his face was pale, but Wenren Fengsong did three somersaults in the air to dispel the strength of the other's palm, but his face also turned pale suddenly. Feel the blood rushing in the chest, cold to the bone.

"Pfft!" Wenren Fengsong's inner strength turned, and the cold air followed his breath, turning into wisps of chills, and was spit out by Wenren Fengsong. He still couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood, which showed that he had also suffered serious internal injuries.

After dispelling the cold air in his body, Wenren Fengsong still felt a surge of energy and blood, but at this moment, the matter was urgent, but he didn't care about it so much, he saw his body flickering, one step jumped to the side of the corpse madman, grabbed the collar and put him on the ground. Lifting it up, he stretched out his hand anxiously like lightning, swished a few times, sealed the vital acupoints on the dead man's body, and shouted sharply, "The dead man, where is the map of the wind and rain in the spring mountain?"

Looking at the corpse maniac being caught, Luo Jianxun still doesn't understand. With the strength of the corpse maniac, even if he loses to Wenren Fengsong, if he wants to escape, it shouldn't be difficult. Why must he fight Wenren Fengsong? So powerful, even knowing that his internal strength is insufficient, he still uses such expensive moves, and in the end he fought for serious injuries, and confronted Wenren Fengsong with this palm.

The corpse maniac opened his eyes, and there was no sense of embarrassment in being caught. On the contrary, the corpse maniac sneered, looked at Wenren Fengsong and said, "What? Do you think that palm just now was really like that?" Is it easy to be forced out by you?"

(End of this chapter)