Marvel's Summoning Heroine

"You will not succeed!"

Mrs. Zhao roared angrily, obviously not wanting to sit still and wait for death. All her soul thoughts rushed out of her body, and she actually used a unique skill called "Six Yin Demon Sealing Way".

Although Mrs. Zhao always brought up Hong Xuanji to yell at An Heng and others, and pretended to be stern and merciless, she was not a fool.

Mrs. Zhao knew very well that she and Meng Bingyun had a deep hatred. Since Meng Bingyun dared to come to the Hou Mansion to seek revenge in Jade City, it was obvious that she was not afraid of mysteries.

I believe that once I sit back and wait for death, even if Meng Bingyun doesn't kill me, my life will definitely be worse than death.

After all, this little bitch Meng Bingyun obviously doesn’t care about mysteries!

And thinking from her perspective, Mrs. Zhao felt that if she were Meng Bingyun, faced with an enemy who wanted to poison her in the past, she would definitely not let her die like this. She would definitely torture her in every possible way and make her worse than death.

So Mrs. Zhao could no longer take care of so much, and started to burn her thoughts and start working hard.

I saw tens of thousands of thunder tribulation thoughts flying out of Mrs. Zhao's body. There were thoughts of one tribulation, two tribulations, three tribulations, and four tribulations. The levels were uncertain, and they were obviously not obtained by her own cultivation.

At first, before An Heng and others took action, they only learned from Meng Bingyun that Mrs. Zhao, a poisonous woman, had practiced Taoism, but she didn't know the specific level of cultivation.

But looking at the situation in front of him, these thoughts should have been given to his wife by Hong Xuanji after killing the enemy.

After all, the idea of ​​thunder tribulation is not everywhere in the mud on the roadside. Except for Hong Xuanji who has such ability, the others around Mrs. Zhao cannot do it. Even if others can do it, they will not be willing to give away the idea of ​​thunder tribulation. To Mrs. Zhao.

Tens of thousands of thunder tribulation thoughts instantly burst out with unparalleled intensity. The thoughts began to burn, and six tunnels of pure yin energy appeared in the void. They seemed to run through the past and the future, trying to separate Mrs. Zhao, An Heng and others. to a different time and space.

At the same time, Mrs. Zhao's few thoughts of her soul were escaping towards the infinite space in the six demon-sealing tunnels.

It can be seen that Mrs. Zhao is a strong man who cut off her wrists and gave up her body and most of her soul thoughts just to escape some of her soul thoughts.

But the next moment, An Heng made Mrs. Zhao understand what futility means.

An Heng looked at Mrs. Zhao who was trying her best to escape with an indifferent expression. A huge and destructive fist suddenly rose from her body, and then enveloped the entire Hong Mansion in an instant.

Under the influence of the fist, the six demon-sealing tunnels summoned by Mrs. Zhao's burning soul thoughts immediately began to collapse. At the same time, some of the soul thoughts that wanted to escape through the demon-sealing tunnels, as well as some of the soul thoughts that had not been burned out, were all destroyed. The huge fist force was forced back into Mrs. Zhao's body.

In an instant, Mrs. Zhao, with both arms broken and a pig's head on her head, was still lying on the ground. Except for the despair in her eyes and the huge fists surrounding her, nothing changed, just like Zhao. Madam had never tried desperately to escape just now.

An Heng kept moving, stimulating Mrs. Zhao's annoyance, and converting her thoughts into qi and blood.

Under An Heng's operation, the remaining spiritual thoughts in Mrs. Zhao's body were transformed into pure vitality, which was integrated into her own acupoints to strengthen her own qi and blood.

"Spirit and body are one, and cannot be disintegrated!"

An Heng took advantage of this opportunity to directly integrate all of Mrs. Zhao's spiritual thoughts into her physical body, uniting her spirit and body, turning her from a monk into a martial arts saint who could not leave her body.

Although Mrs. Zhao burned most of the thunder tribulation thoughts, the vitality transformed from the remaining thunder tribulation thoughts was still considerable. It was not until Mrs. Zhao's physical body was raised to the realm of the peak martial saint that all of it was consumed.

If Mrs. Zhao hadn't burned most of her thunder tribulation thoughts, I believe that using all her soul thoughts to feed her physical body could directly elevate Mrs. Zhao to the realm of human immortality.

Although there is no human immortal body, there is no human immortal who can match the fist spirit, but that is still a human immortal.

At this time, Mrs. Zhao's hands that had been broken by Meng Bingyun had all recovered to their original state. Her blood was surging all over her body, her face was rosy, and she exuded the pressure of a martial saint.

But the next second, An Heng slashed at Mrs. Zhao's hand from the air several times, and a few sharp knives of energy instantly cut off all the tendons of Mrs. Zhao's hand and hamstrings.

At the same time, with a flick of his finger, a punch penetrated into Mrs. Zhao's body, turning into a world-destroying giant that kept consuming her energy and blood, but it was not fully effective, just to consume her energy and blood.

The purpose was not to kill Mrs. Zhao, but to prevent her from repairing her injuries by continuously consuming her energy and blood.

After all, for Wu Sheng, having his hand tendons and hamstrings cut off is not a serious injury. With Wu Sheng's physique, these injuries can be recovered slowly with the nourishment of strong Qi and blood.

Now, Mrs. Zhao's body is completely limp on the ground like a puddle of mud, her energy and blood are not coagulated, her spirit is scattered, and she no longer has the strong energy and oppression she had as a martial saint before.

Now Mrs. Zhao's hair is scattered on the ground, her body is covered with red blood and gray-white brain matter, her face is dull and pale, and her eyes are lifeless, just like a terminally ill old woman who is about to die.

At the same time, just as An Heng's fist enveloped the entire Hong Mansion, in the study of Emperor Qian of the Daqian Palace in Yujing City, Emperor Qian Yang, wearing a flat crown and a five-clawed golden dragon robe, sat cross-legged on the imperial desk. He was discussing something with Hong Xuanji, who was sitting across from him and was wearing rich clothes.

Suddenly, Hong Xuanji and Yang Pan stopped talking at the same time, and then the monarch and his ministers looked in the direction of the Hong Mansion together with a tacit understanding, their expressions were quite solemn.

Of course, just when An Heng's fist power rose, some people with good cultivation in Yujing City all looked in the direction of Hong Mansion.

"Who in the world has such terrifying fist power that makes people feel frightened?"

In a delicate and elegant room with pink teeth in the Sanhua Building in Yujing City, a beautiful and fragrant woman looked towards the Hong Mansion with doubtful eyes and murmured to herself.

"Xuanji, do you know who the owner of this fist is?"

At this time, Emperor Qian Yang Pan's face was not good-looking. Someone was so unscrupulous in using his fists in Yujing City, which was obviously a provocation to Da Qian.

At this time, I believe that many people in Yujing City have sensed this fist intention, which means that this person does not take Daqian seriously at all, which makes Yang Pan furious.

However, this person is obviously not a weakling. Even if you want to deal with this arrogant person who knows nothing about the world, you must first find out the details of this person before taking action.

At this time, Hong Xuanji's expression was also very ugly, not only because this arrogant man was provoking Da Gan, but also because the place where the fist intention appeared was the direction of his residence.

This gave Hong Xuanji a very bad feeling in his heart.

"Your Majesty, I don't even know!"

And just when Hong Xuanji finished speaking, An Heng's roar suddenly resounded throughout the entire Jade Capital City.

"Hong Xuanji, your wife asked you to go home for dinner!"

The huge sound completely spread out, and all kinds of people in Yujing City heard the scolding.

Under An Heng's deliberate control, the immortal roar did not hurt anyone, but the white clouds in the sky and the passing birds were instantly shattered into powder.

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