black wizard Zhu Peng

Feng Chen's three-foot sword, Shenji's military uniform.

A great chivalrous man who devoted himself to serving the country, holding a sword and running around in the wind and dust, so sticking to his life's merits, has created Li Jingxuan today, and his achievements cannot be explained by pure martial arts qualifications.But judging from Li Zhi's performance in today's competition, he is really an outstanding young man.

His pure martial arts are slightly inferior to Li Qinglian's. After all, he was born a few years later and has insufficient accumulation. However, the famous swords in his hands, the armor on his body, and the combat boots under his feet are all matching legendary weapons, and Li Zhi is by no means that kind of pure martial arts. With the second ancestor of the equipment, the rich second generation, he can really exert the power and effect of the equipment on his body.In contrast, Li Qinglian has only one high-grade sea-covering sword all over her body. It's not that she can't find other legendary weapons, but that Li Qinglian is following the path of a sword master. When in position, regardless of offense and defense, it is a three-foot sword in the hand, and the sword crushes all living beings.

Li Qinglian is an alchemist, and taking this path of breaking ten thousand spells with one sword is inherently easier than other pure sword master professionals, but she is still a little behind.

The bluish-white radiant sword light diffused, and finally completely tore through Li Zhi's vortex of fighting spirit. Li Zhi was wearing a legendary suit. In reality, it might have been close to the bonus effect of a regular epic equipment. However, in Qinglian Sword In front of the sea-covering sword held by Xianyi, he still couldn't resist, and fell apart.

Li Zhi's skills are definitely not weak, and he is also very talented in combat. With a suit of equipment, it is not a problem to rank among the top of the legendary Wuzong. In other words, even in the battle with the world's legendary Wuzong, On the whole, there should be more victories than defeats... However, alchemists are destined to be the most elite group of people among the world's legendary Wuzong.

Being hit by the bluish-white sword, Li Zhi's fighting spirit disintegrated, the legendary armor shattered, and blood gushed out from all over his body. A deep ditch was abruptly pulled out on the ground, and the failure was revealed, and the state was even more miserable.

Li Qinglian, who also consumed a lot, exhaled lightly, and then forced her towards Li Ce like a teleportation, with the long sword in her hand pointing straight at the opponent's throat.

It's not that she really wants to kill the other party, Li Qinglian knows very well in her heart that the other party is the son of the suzerain Li Jingxuan, even if the crime is so heinous that he wants to be killed, the Daoist sect must be dealt with by Li Jingxuan, not to mention that the other party's crimes are not small or big , but it's really not that big.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

However, Li Qinglian, who was thinking of capturing the opponent's mind, just approached, Li Zhi seemed to be stimulated by something, his canthus was about to split, he roared and waved his knife crazily to meet him, as if the son who had been pampered since childhood was affected Without the blow of failure, his mentality completely collapsed, and he went crazy.

Li Qinglian raised her eyebrows slightly as she easily lifted the Kuangsha Dao in the opponent's hand. She pointed the long sword at the vital point of the opponent's chest. She didn't believe that Li Zhi's mentality was so fragile. It was impossible for a person with a fragile mentality. It was easy to be promoted to the legendary Wuzong, but an accident really happened.

Facing the sea-covering sword raised by Li Qinglian, Li Zhi exerted force under his feet, and his speed increased sharply and he slammed into it. The extremely sharp sea-covering sword went straight through the damaged gap in the armor, and pierced into Li Zhi's heart... Li Qinglian was stunned for a moment, and what she said before was just angry words, because killing Li Jingxuan's youngest son after a few words of quarrel, this kind of thing is almost like a joke.

However, at the moment when Li Qinglian's mind was lost, Li Zhi jumped forward with a crazy expression on his face, and a gloomy and bright light flashed in his eyes for an instant.

The body that flinched forward was suddenly infused with strength, and a sharp blade popped out from under Li Zhi's right arm. When the distance between the two sides was extremely close, the kid suddenly swung his arm and slashed diagonally with all his strength. Once Li Qinglian's head was chopped off, Li Qinglian's head would be sliced ​​open like a watermelon, absolutely no one at the scene could save her life.

(Come on, come on, come on... Iron Winged Tiger Zhu Peng, come and block me!)

Roaring like this in his heart, Li Zhi exerted all his strength, and the dagger with curse and poison had already slashed in front of Li Qinglian's eyes in the moment of astonishment.Li Zhi is also a secret technique of assassination, which has been honed and practiced, and he is unprepared to attack the enemy. Even if it is a person who is much stronger than him, he will cut off half of his head if he is negligent.

At the same time, in the legendary Wu Zong of Wanxiang Mountain outside the arena, an extremely lonely old man in gray robe who had been sitting there holding a long sword raised his head at this moment, and his gaze was fixed on the man on the high platform A tall and strong black robed man.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but at the moment when his junior sister was dying, Zhu Peng didn't have time to think about it. His figure suddenly disappeared on the high platform, and he grabbed Li Zhi's wrist like a teleportation. At this moment, the blade is only half a finger away from Li Qinglian's eyes.

"Qinglian, you won the contest, but you lost the fight..." Before Zhu Peng could utter a word of killing, the gray sword shadows that swept across the sky covered him and Li Qinglian like a vortex of swords and swords.

"The Iron Winged Flying Tiger of the Chinese Samurai Association intervenes in the battlefield when life and death are not yet decided. It's too much to bully the small and make people laugh at you, right?" The indifferent voice filled the entire arena. Just like the sword light that enveloped Zhu Peng and Li Qinglian, they were ruthless, cruel and dark.

The changes in the outcome of the scenes just now happened too fast. In the eyes of everyone around them, they could only clearly know that it was indeed Zhu Peng who rushed into the arena first, and then a Wu Zong from Wanxiang Mountain rushed in. After leaving the arena, the two sides began to show an astonishingly high level of fighting at the legendary peak level. Only two fast entanglements and collisions can be faintly seen, because the high speed has been completely blurred into chaotic figures that cannot distinguish between you and me.

The slightly weaker legendary Wu Zong, watching the battle in the arena for a long time, may even feel dizzy and feel weightless all over his body.

"Li Zhi, this kid is really thoughtful. From the very beginning, everything he did was to prepare for the advantage of his master Crying Old Man. Crying Old Man is a peerless swordsman at the pinnacle of legend. I have fallen into an absolute disadvantage in terms of reason and situation...it's hard to win." On the high platform, Han Fangxue frowned slightly.

"If it's not good, we have to get it back. There is a real-time monitoring device on the arena. It is indeed the place where the kid violated the rules and entered first. The old man cried to save his apprentice, and attacked Zhu Peng who broke the rules first. If we go down one more person, it will be true." What’s more, the relationship between the Chinese Warrior Association and Wanxiang Mountain will suddenly deteriorate.” The handsome middle-aged Liu Jinghong said, and at the same time he signaled his subordinates to stabilize the Chinese warriors The people here should not be chaotic, as a chaotic situation will only make the situation worse.

Inside the arena, there was a gossamer-like gray sword light swimming in the air, and the afterimage was left empty. It was extremely slow, but it seemed to be extremely fast.It was suddenly an amazing effect that the light was stretched like a silk thread when an extremely sharp sword was swung at extreme speed!

As the traces of sword energy diffused, wisps of thin but extremely thick blood mist gradually spread. Some people were injured, some were bleeding, and some were on the verge of death... This extremely dangerous situation It lasted about half a minute and 30 seconds.

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of crashing sounds of "clang, clang, clang, clang, clang..." and sparks burst out, like thousands of fireflies suddenly emerging from the grass in the middle of the night.

Numerous uplifts and cracks suddenly appeared on the solid ground of the arena, spreading within 50 meters, and countless broken stones slowly floated up, as if they had lost gravity.Afterwards, there was a terrifying explosion, which was as powerful as the sudden explosion of a large-equivalent bomb, and the strong shock wave smashed out the rubble from all sides.

Afterwards, the three people who had stopped suddenly during the frantic confrontation reappeared like apparitions, standing face to face with a distance of more than ten meters.The ground between them was filled with thrilling blood, which was a red carpet covered by blood.

"Free control of battle qi, innate defensive force field, non-attribute battle qi running at super speed, innate divine power, body of steel...Young man, it's no wonder you were able to defeat my useless third brother... If you didn't insist on carrying a burden, I can't hurt you so badly." After standing still, the gray cannon old man slowly raised his head, but his right arm suddenly made a clicking sound, twisted slightly unnaturally, and seemed to be dislocated.

At the same time, being held by Zhu Peng and protecting Li Qinglian, she couldn't help crying. At this moment, she could only cry, and she didn't even dare to move during the battle just now, because Li Qinglian knew very well that she was In the battle between the terrifying old man who suddenly appeared and her senior brother, taking action would add to the chaos, and the more she made a move, the more chaos would be added, so she could only watch helplessly as her invincible senior brother was constantly injured and bleeding because of protecting herself.

"...The descendants of the Li family are indeed smart men. If I were defeated by you today, I would certainly have no face to sit as the elder of the Shenwu Pavilion. Since then, he has driven a nail in the Shenwu Pavilion that we can't pull out. , I have firmly established my foothold in the Chinese Samurai Association." There were many slender sword marks and cuts all over his body, and with Zhu Peng's physical fitness, there was faint blood overflowing from the wound, which seemed impossible to heal.

However, Zhu Peng didn't care about the wound on his body. Instead, he looked at Li Zhi, who was bandaging his own wound behind the crying old man in gray robe, with admiration. Sophisticated, strong execution ability, all people can not help but praise.

"You have no chance to quit the Chinese Samurai Association, you will die by my sword."

"...It is better to have children like sheep than to have children like wolves, Xiaozhi, I admire you very much, will you learn to cook with me in the future?" Facing the gloomy crying old man in front of him, Zhu Peng did not look at him, but showed his face at Li Zhi With a smile, he invited me with sincerity.

Chapter 4 Heavy armor training, Jedi crying

Shenwu Pavilion, inside the underground arena.

An old man with gray robe and white hair, gray eyes and two tear marks on his cheek, holding a narrow and long sword in his left hand.

Sword name: Drizzle.

Sword bearer: Wanxiang Mountain 28, the second elder, crying old man.

In the 28 sects of Vientiane Mountain, besides the sword emperor Yubing, there are a total of three great elders who are enshrined by all sects. No.3 is "Ice Demon Sword" Molo. The fox is a lifelong partner, and the majestic and powerful ice magic swordsmanship once caused Zhu Peng to fall into a hard fight. In the end, he took the risk and knocked out his first legendary magic pet "Purgatory Demon Dog" Arthurs to defeat him.

However, the "Ice Demon Sword" Moro is far behind the "Crying Sword" of the "Crying Old Man".

Holding the semi-destroyed epic sword Xiaoyu in his hand, similar to Zhu Peng's dark beheading sword, the enchantment effect is already very weak, but the sharpness of the sword itself is not diminished, coupled with his extremely fierce poisonous fighting spirit, the sharpness of the sword is very strong. Sheng, the sharpness of killing, can even break Zhu Peng's cross-training Taoist body when his own side has gained the first-hand advantage, and the golden body is indestructible.

His Drizzle Sword was only damaged in terms of enchantment effect and durability, and its sharpness is a truly epic sword, supplemented by the terrible poisonous fighting spirit of the crying old man. Adding to the body, for a hundred years, I don't know how many realms he has cultivated above the crying old man, died under the poisonous sword of drizzle.

It is also for this reason that Li Zhi, who is deeply scheming and scheming, dares to place a heavy bet on the crying old man.

Iron Wing Flying Tiger Zhu Peng's record was terrible, but in Li Zhi's view, the killing record of the crying old man is also very terrible... After all, this kid's tentacles for obtaining information cannot be extended to the alien plane, nor can he reach the prison hand or elves.

Therefore, when he saw that Zhu Gang's whole body was broken, Li Zhi felt that the big stone in his heart was lost, thinking that the plan was half done. As the disciple of the weeping old man, no one knew better than him the fierce and terrifying poisonous fighting spirit of the other party. That is basically a poison that is almost unsolvable like a maggot attached to the bone.

No matter how strong the iron-winged flying tiger Zhu Gang is, Li Zhi does not believe that he is also in the realm of the legendary Wuzong, and he can defeat the mighty crying old man under the condition of being heavily poisoned.

But in fact, there is a misunderstanding here, and Li Zhi made a mistake.

Because Zhu Peng was not born in those years when he was rampant in the Chinese Warrior Association, so when he checked the data and analyzed Zhu Peng's strength, Li Zhi used the "future bright Buddha" Fuhui as a template for analysis and understanding. The Immortal Golden Body of Monk Fuhui is equivalent to the Arhat Golden Body of Monk Fuhui. In Li Zhi's view, both of them are practicing the same martial arts. A little stronger, but not too much stronger... But in fact, what is the same thing, a martial arts, everyone is an alchemist, there may be a gap in understanding, but the gap is indeed not particularly huge, unless There is a big gap in the realm itself, but the essence of the Titanium Gold Body is actually a magic and witchcraft, and its essence is not martial arts.

Except for Zhu Peng, the other practitioners of the Chinese Samurai Association are just following the instruction manual given by Zhu Peng, and they don't really understand why they can cast golden bodies based on this.The level of comprehension and understanding of this witchcraft is different, and the choice of fusion metal materials at each stage is different, and the final results are very different.

In particular, Zhu Peng's Taoist philosophy is completely different from the Buddhist philosophy believed by Monk Fuhui. When it comes to the issue of the body, Buddhism regards it as a stinky skin, so they tend to get good results when they practice horizontally. But if you practice hard and modify it, of course it is easy to get results.

The process of monk Fuhui's cultivation of titanium body is also ordinary. This old monk has a deep heart of Buddha and casts his own golden body of Arhat with a heart of detachment. Think of it as a will vehicle.

Although this kind of state of mind and concept made Monk Fuhui almost the only three alchemy masters in the Chinese Samurai Association who had cultivated the Titanium Gold Body to a high level, it also made it impossible for him to comprehend the deep-seated mysteries of this method in detail, or even Barely trying to understand, he also lacks sufficient theoretical basis for magic mechanics.

The highest cultivation realm of Taoism is to ascend in the daytime and sanctify the body, followed by shedding the outer shell and walking the corpse to unravel the immortals. Taoist masters regard the body as a raft to cross the world, care and cherish it in every possible way, and practice the breath internally to achieve longevity. Under such a concept, it is actually not as easy to produce masters of cross-training as Buddhism, but Taoist masters tend to live longer and have more vigorous vitality.

Once a master of horizontal training appears, it is completely different from a master of Buddhist horizontal training. It is a kind of copper-skinned iron bone from the inside out, and life changes.

A master of horizontal training in Buddhism has an indestructible physique, but only in the state of kung fu can he have an indestructible physique. The hardness and firmness are stronger than those of Taoist masters of the same level, but once the kung fu is broken, the golden body will be destroyed The skill has regressed greatly, not to mention that it is difficult to repair it in the later stage, and it is not of much use in the death arena at that time.

Li Zhi used this as a reference to evaluate Zhu Peng's immortal golden body, but in fact, as the creator of the extremely golden body, Zhu Peng's extremely golden body was from the outside to the inside from the very beginning, even the most fragile body in the body The internal organs are also tempered and hardened like a steel plate. Zhu Peng is also a practitioner of eating witchcraft. His vitality is so strong that it can fully support the strength of the indestructible golden body. His utilization and understanding of energy has reached the fourth level. The state of qualitatively changing energy...that is to say, it is about to completely transform the matter of a bench into energy, the initial state that can blow up the entire earth, that is, the demigod state.

The strongest weapon in the era of earth science and technology in the 21st century: nuclear bombs.

It's just that the conversion consumes less than [-]% of the mass, and it can induce extremely terrifying power. If it is [-]% of the mass conversion, the destruction and killing will be unimaginably huge.

Therefore, there is such a joke in the era of earth technology in the 21st century:

If a bench is completely mass-energyized, its power is enough to blow up the entire earth, and there is absolutely no exaggeration in it.

The earth is a fourth-level technological civilization, which is equivalent to the demigod level of the wizarding world. Both sides are also involved in the transformation and application of qualitative energy.

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"You have no chance to quit the Chinese Samurai Association. You will die by my sword." The crying old man's right hand, which was originally holding the sword, was broken by Zhu Peng's golden body's counter-shock force during the storm breakthrough.Although he was horrified by the opponent's horizontal and hard skills, the peak Wuzong who had been rampant for a long time also had absolute confidence in his own swordsmanship and poisonous skills.

He didn't pay attention to the other party, and after saying some unclear words to Li Zhi, Zhu Peng pinched Li Qinglian's back collar with two fingers, and then the tall and jade nun really looked like a The blue lotus was flung away by Zhu Peng lightly with two fingers.

"This little guy was just by my side. I didn't dare to use my strength. I let you bastard get a little advantage and shout here. Do you understand... The warm-up is over, and the battle has just begun!" Accompanied by the words , Zhu Peng's body began to swell crazily, and his gorgeous black robe exploded directly, revealing that Zhu Peng's extremely strong body was only left in tight jeans.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

Squatting with both feet, it was as if a large explosive bomb had exploded centered on Zhu Peng. The flying sand and rocks spread like a vortex, and a huge radial crater like a huge meteorite was forced out under Zhu Peng's feet. All were shattered, leaving only the lowest steel foundation.

(The first layer of titanium body, open!)

Integrating into the body of the blood spar, supernatural powers burst forth, awakening the power of ancient ancestors buried deep in the genetic sequence: tenacity, dragon skin, dragon blood, the roaring hot blood in the blood vessels makes a sound like the roaring of a river, when Zhu Peng again When he opened his eyes once, the tenacity talent was activated, the whole body was covered with dragon scales, and the Yinglong Zhenxing pupils in the eyes were activated.

(The second layer of titanium body, open!)

Integrating into the body of Qing Gang and different stones, improving the qualifications of martial arts, improving the fine grasp of the body, and improving the ability to control energy, so that every energy running around Zhu Peng's body at this moment can be restrained and controlled to the limit. It is to bless every ounce of energy on the edge of the knife!

At this time, the crying old man on the opposite side was already holding the extremely fast Drizzle Sword in his left hand, and he rushed towards him like a phantom, but he was instantly "shocked" by Zhu Peng's purple and gold Yinglong Zhentong. , "Gravity", and "High Temperature Burning Blood" triple negative effects added to the body.

That's all for now, the legendary Wuzong's fighting spirit is repulsive, his life is tyrannical, and his self-regulation ability is amazing.

However, the weeping old man who was charging found that his extremely secretive body skills and even the path of his sword had nowhere to hide in front of those terrifying eyes. He howled, his body turned into a shadow while running, his speed increased again and Flickering Flying Dodge, an assassin-type fast-attacking swordsman, if someone sees through Xingzang, then it's a fart.

(The third layer of titanium body, open!)

Integrating into the body of the life spar contains a vigorous vitality that is unimaginable for ordinary people. After the successful fusion of ordinary people, they can obtain vitality comparable to that of a dragon, and even better in healing and recovery. It is a precious treasure of the elves. Chongbao, this kind of spar is hard to get even non-elven extraordinary beings, and Zhu Peng itself is the life force of the Yinglong series. After fusing with this life spar, it is difficult for ordinary toxins to harm him... Ink can pollute a glass of water. If you insist on pouring it into the sea, you are not looking for excitement.

With the turbulent vitality in his body, combined with the natural tenacity effect, Zhu Peng spread a circle of bluish-white strange light around his body. When the strange light disappeared, the dripping and dense sword marks all over his body disappeared, and every inch of his skin exposed to the air was gone. Crystal clear and white, even delicate and delicate, showing exuberant vitality.

It's just that with Zhu Peng's strength, the black and iron veins quickly covered the skin again, like a heavy armor.

At this moment, the weeping old man with a ferocious expression that was almost crazy, holding the long sword upside down in his left hand, leaped out from behind him like a ghost, kicking the air and piercing down, but such a fierce and terrifying pounce with the sword fell to the ground. empty space.Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of voices that only he could hear from all directions.

(I usually have the evil dragon pill fire energy in my body, this pseudo-fourth-order metamorphic energy, if the body does not heat up, even I cannot control it freely, so I can only display about five layers of combat energy every time I start a battle Strength, it will take a while before the state will be activated step by step... I respect you as a peerless swordsman who crosses the world, so I make an exception and let you see my strongest form other than witchcraft and blood, don't worry, die Right.) It seems long, but in fact, the transmission of ideas is only a moment.

The next moment, centered on the gray-robed and white-haired crying old man, golden-red phantoms appeared in all directions, cascading and punching him like waves, or fists, or palms, or claws, or fingers, or even knives, guns, swords, Halberd, endless killing moves.

While the sword intent was locked, the crying old man "saw" a monster wrapped in golden-red armor in a trance. It wasn't just Zhu Peng alone. Behind that man, there was a giant war beast roaring towards the sky. It is cheering for the first battle after its awakening, and it can taste such a delicious sacrifice.

"You want to kill me? It's not that easy!!" Raising his long sword, the crying old man attacked from all sides like a spinning top.

Zhu Peng is full of martial arts. After he was promoted to the Dangang realm, he has changed from one to ten. He has used dozens of different styles of martial arts, like flowing water and clouds. Generally, he besieged the crying old man in the center.

Huge power brings terrifying speed, and absolute control leads to infinite mysteries of twists and turns. For a moment, it seems that there are layers upon layers of heavily armored gods of war performing many secret techniques of the Chinese Samurai Association with their bare hands.

Tiger Roaring Imperial Fist, Da Fu Mo Vajra Fist, General Outline of Hell Walking Swordsmanship, Feng Shui Combined Fencing, and even Fan Wendong's "violent, brave, and majestic" blazing strike created by Fan Wendong in Thirteen Eagles!

At this time, Fan Wendong in the stands saw Zhu Peng using his fists as guns, and he was in a state of confusion. It was not unexpected that Zhu Peng would use his own marksmanship. As the elder of the pavilion, Hu is enshrined in an astonishingly high level of authority. In the entire Chinese Samurai Association, there are almost few secret law books that have set secrets on him. What shocked Fan Wendong was that Zhu Peng used his fists as a gun , the Hundred Crack Strike he unleashes is more fierce, more ruthless, more decisive, and unparalleled in cruelty than his own.

It's not just him. Countless people in the stands all stared wide-eyed at this moment. Finding the martial art he knows from the phantoms is often like a normal man seeing a peerless Like a hypocrite... as if the door to a new world opened before her eyes.

However, the whole person is in a state of confusion or even collapse.

"This is the real alchemist, and this is Zhu Peng, the iron-winged flying tiger..." With slender fingers, he almost smashed the steel chair beside him, and the alluring and beautiful Luna stared at the following with fascinated and even crazy eyes The rampaging man in the arena.

(...Sure enough, as expected, only he and his adoptive father are the real alchemists, unlike other degenerates who are obsessed with the Void Alchemy Sutra, not even the so-called eight masters who can be compared with those rotten old guys, only these generals Only the peerless talent derived from alchemy to the peak is the possibility of becoming a god of martial arts!) Yue Shenyao, who has a moon-white complexion and is even more charming because of her black silk robe, does not know what she thought of. After going crazy, suddenly the whole body shivered and curled up slightly, and bursts of strange flushes appeared on the pretty cheeks.

(I'm gonna get this man, I swear, I'm gonna!)

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Facing the strong attack from all directions, the weeping old man in the center held a sword in his left hand and countered with his superb and powerful swordsmanship. Apart from the "drizzle" held by his left hand, this terrifying old man could even use his finger Using palms as swords, legs as swords, and even using his dislocated right arm as a stabbing sword weapon, there are countless sword moves when he dodges. There are even hundreds of sets of completely different styles of swordsmanship, the complexity of their recruiting changes, and the exquisiteness of swordsmanship techniques are almost not inferior to Zhu Peng who came to attack by force.

For a while, the two sides were evenly matched, there was back and forth, there were opponents in chess, good talents in general, neither of them had the complete upper hand.

However, this is only a short-term superficial phenomenon. Even if the crying old man's swordsmanship is not inferior to Zhu Peng's, even if his sword energy differentiation and control ability can resist Dangang, even if he is old and immortal, and his fighting spirit is deep. He was able to resist the fierce and violent evil dragon pill fire calamity with the poisonous fighting spirit that was not good at fighting hard, but his physique...but after all, it was impossible to fight to the death with a humanoid dragon like Zhu Peng.

In order to reduce the load on his body, the Crying Old Man naturally shifted the pressure as much as possible to the black-gray Drizzle Sword in his hand during the battle, but after a while.

"how is this possible!?"

Having raised the sword for many years, the crying old man who has almost reached the state of the unity of human and sword, found that dense cracks began to appear on the black-gray drizzle sword in his hand.

Of course it is possible, because in fact, the crying old man is not inferior to Zhu Peng in terms of swordsmanship recruitment, and in terms of energy micro-manipulation control, in terms of the quality of fighting spirit units, and in his physique, the crying old man is inferior to Zhu Peng by one, half, or even several times. Chipping, all these comprehensive factors were transferred to the sword in his hand by his superb kendo realm. Under layer upon layer of oppression, after a hundred moves in an instant, the Drizzle Sword began to collapse from the inside out.

Of course, the most important and direct point that led to the collapse of the Drizzle Sword was Zhu Peng's golden-red heavy armor at this time: the incarnation of his natal familiar, the battlefield giant Kogas.

Kogas's physique is already close to that of a real demigod, but its energy is insufficient and difficult to activate. If it is really transformed into a battlefield, it will be misfired in about 5 minutes. However, Zhu Peng's evil dragon Danhuo Jiejin is the fourth-order metamorphic energy of the same degree, and there is no problem with him supporting Kogas' demigod physique.

In terms of real sense of time, Zhu Peng has only experienced the spy shadow once, and his comprehension is still insufficient.

Qualitative transformation energy, Zhu Peng's evil dragon pill fire calamity is already higher than the legendary level energy system, very close to the primary fourth-order qualitative transformation energy, and then superimposed on the veritable demigod-level physique at this moment, Zhu Peng's In a certain sense, the original body was even more like a veritable demigod than the Lihun giant killed by him.

The claws and swords clashed, sparks were everywhere, and when the weeping old man was terrified, Zhu Peng instantly caught the opponent's weakness, and as he got closer, he stamped his left hand on the opponent's lower abdomen dantian.

Bang... The black-gray poisonous sword energy overflowed and exploded.

Since the mastery of swordsmanship, the weeping old man, who has not experienced pain for countless years, is like a meteor flying backwards, carrying amazing potential energy and flying backwards with Zhu Peng's palm.

A sharp pain that was almost forgotten, spread from the dantian of the weeping old man's abdomen to the whole body, and a highly condensed violent energy that was as sharp as a cone took it as the core and crazily drilled into the depths of his internal organs.

This blazing and terrifying energy overlaps, sometimes gathers, sometimes disperses, and sometimes condenses and penetrates in a spiral manner. The next second, the huge force splits and bursts out in the form of an explosion.Such a self-generated and spiritual evil dragon pill, Huojie, faintly follows the meridians and acupoints in the enemy's body in the chaotic operation, destroying the dead and wielding huge destructive power.

Boom, he slammed his opponent heavily into the earth and rocks. Until this moment, with his figure stilled, the many warriors around the arena could truly see the iron-winged flying tiger Zhu Peng's form at this moment.

With a height of [-] meters, it's not that he can't become even bigger. It's just that Zhu Peng thinks this state is more suitable for fighting humans. If he needs to clear soldiers with a huge body, he can either use witchcraft or change into a dragon form. are more suitable.The whole body is covered with heavy golden-red metal armor. Many people have a wrong concept. They generally think that masters of horizontal training can't wear armor, so they should use their physical bodies to carry sharp weapons. You have a mace and I have a sky cap, but in fact There is a comprehensive strength parameter consideration in the middle.

If you are not agile, it is undoubtedly not worthwhile to wear heavy armor when facing high attack and agility opponents, but if you can keep up with the opponent's speed, losing two points of agility can increase your defense, then it is unreasonable Don't focus on heavy armor. In fact, the real cross-training masters on the ancient battlefield are often powerful and have a long pulse. They are wearing heavy armor and running like flying on the ancient battlefield. That is the real weapon of slaughter.

Just like Zhu Peng at this moment, with Kogas covering his body, the number of legendary powerhouses he can deal with at the same time can be doubled, because Kaihua, as his natal familiar, consumes far less power In dragon blood/devil transformation, but the overall performance is not too bad, it can greatly improve its ability to continue fighting.

"Teacher, teacher? Are you all right?"

Looking at Zhu Peng, who was in a majestic figure, flicking his armor there, Li Zhi was almost scared to pee.

On the one hand, it was the first time he had seen the legendary Wu Zong achieve such a level of combat power. On the other hand, with this kid's quick mind, he also knew that he would never get good results if he was really caught by Zhu Peng to learn how to cook. eat.