Chapter 447: The Ice and Fire Tornado Shocks the World
With a long roar, Wu Qizhe didn't hesitate, the whole person popped out like a sharp arrow, and the steel fist burst out of the air. The surrounding air and background were forcibly twisted and pulled and deformed again, and they were all condensed in this killing punch. The momentum is fierce, like an overwhelming wave, which seems to destroy everything. This time, he still pushed the Ghost Vein Recipe to the peak, and added the power of the water element to the Ghost Vein Recipe.
There is no way to dodge, but Li Ku is more confident that he doesn't need to dodge, the essence is like electricity, and the blazing killing intent urges the peak power of the Ten Peaks to the extreme, especially the Yin Qi that is scurrying around in the body is immediately suppressed. Of course, this is not his body, he doesn't care if the injury is serious or not, as long as it doesn't affect his skills, he can fight with the other party to the end.
And the other party is clearly the end of the strong crossbow, and he can't wear Lu Min, it depends on how long he can last.
As if a flame was burning, it spit out a hot wave, and within a radius of a hundred steps, everything turned into a world of flaming lava, and the ground had turned into the color of charcoal, and the scorching burning sensation could be felt from afar. Liku's arms moved up and down, twisting the air, and at the same time pulling down violently, the ground that had already been scorched by the high temperature seemed to be completely overwhelmed, and was directly pulled up by him, not breaking into pieces, and being wrapped in the supreme yang qi of the Shizhong Mountain, like a rain of meteors, constantly impacting away from all directions like Wu Qizhe. Every stone has the power of a cannonball. Even if it was a palace, after such a violent impact, it could only be left with ruins.
With three hundred years of rich experience and martial arts moves, he has already broken through the ordinary battle of fists and feet, and every scene and object around him can be used as his winning move.
Wu Qizhe's range had condensed a layer of frost in an instant, and the Yin Qi of the Ghost Vein Jue, and the power of the water element in itself, were slightly changed by him, creating an avalanche, and the two equally powerful forces were fiercely fighting. The stalemate between each other suddenly formed a tornado hurricane, swaying upward, and the momentum of the tornado instantly broke through the natural gap formed by the Nili Hall and went straight to the sky.
The momentum of the tornado was vigorous and shocking, and the onlookers couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, is this still the destructive power that humans can cause? This is clearly the power of nature!
Crazy Lan looked at Wu Qizhe, who was equal to the withered capital, worried and happy at the same time, this is the man she fancies, and his shocking ability is difficult for others to achieve.
Zhu Zhiyi was also surprised, Wu Qizhe's skill at this time had already surpassed that of Master Heiqiu, the well-deserved first person of the Imperial Spirit Regiment, as for this despicable master of Liku, she should be trampled under her own man's feet, she was full of confidence in Wu Qizhe.
Chunyin Qiulu both widened their bright eyes, for fear of missing any detail, if they hadn't witnessed it with their own eyes, they couldn't have believed that the battle between people could form such a magnificent and magnificent scene, that Wu Qizhe, who was in the middle of the tornado, was incomparably tall and majestic in their hearts at the moment, and there seemed to be no man in the world who could compare to him.
Needless to say, the shock in the hearts of other people is also needless to say, especially Qiu Hongxiao, one of the three King Kongs, who felt glad from the bottom of his heart, fortunately he didn't really do it with the other party just now, otherwise he really didn't know how to die.
In the tuyere of the tornado, there was no end to the laughter, and the Yang power of the Ten Mountains completely broke out. Gazing into claws, lightning popped out, impartially, just clasped Wu Qizhe's fist and held it tightly. The fists and claws were tightly clasped, and a mutual battle of true qi was immediately formed. No one dares to let go first, and they have to live and die before they can stop.
With the power of the spiritual wish of three hundred years away from withering, coupled with the peak skill of the Ten Mountains, if the skill alone is profound and long, he is confident that he will definitely be better than the descendant in front of him. The Ten Mountains are the most powerful Yang Gong in the world, and no one in the entire Imperial Spirit Regiment has reached the realm of the Ten Mountains, he can be said to be the first person who has never come after, and his skills are running to the extreme, even the icebergs have to melt, which is enough to overshadow the ice and snow The peak realm of the Ten Mountains, instantly wrapped Wu Qizhe's pair of iron fists. Wu Qizhe's entire right arm instantly showed fiery red lines, and he was about to be completely dissolved by the Yang Skill of the Ten Mountains. The qi of the Yang Dynasty poured into his body rapidly along the meridians in his hands, and Liku seemed to intend to completely turn Wu Qizhe into a body of charcoal.
Not to mention Wu Qizhe's own physique, with the continuous power of the water element in his body, how could he be easily burned into a piece of charcoal, the supreme yin qi of the ghost vein and the power of the water element in his body fused with each other, bursting out with even more amazing power, surging as if it would never stop.
Without the slightest stagnation, the surging power in Wu Qizhe's body instantly formed a reversal trend, and even the Yang Qi that had broken through Wu Qizhe's body passively rolled back.
The vain changes brought about by Wu Qizhe's fist strength were really unexpected, and the situation that was already a great deal had been reversed in an instant, and the master of Zhijiao, who had lived for three hundred years, was also shocked and stunned, and was completely caught off guard. A small mistake is related to the victory or defeat of the whole battle, and he can't help but be violently pulled by the power of his own power and the power of the other party, and he instantly loses his balance, and his body leans forward. And what greeted him was another killing move from Wu Qizhe, a fierce killing punch that condensed the power of the Nine Mountains and contained the power of the fire element.
In fact, Liku's power is still running at full strength, but his body can't help but lose his balance, in addition to Wu Qizhe's sudden counterattack, there is naturally a force that he doesn't know at all.
Li's complexion changed suddenly, but it was no longer possible to change the fact that it was about to happen.
Even if the iron fist broke through the air and exploded with a deafening sound of breaking the sky, he didn't hear it, as if the entire space and time had stood still. All he saw was the fist that was getting bigger and bigger, it seemed infinitely big, it seemed infinitely small, and it seemed to have come to him in an instant.
This punch is impartial, and it is in the middle of the eyebrows that are separated from the withered, or the eyebrows of the single rain boy who is possessed by the withered. The hot and domineering fist slammed into the opponent's head without reservation. The other party's head didn't even support it for half a second, and it was fiery red, as if it was heated by high temperature, and the skull was cracked, and it was immediately shattered. The blood, the flesh, the red and white, had been evaporated by the heat in an instant, and only a lone head fell to the ground and rolled twice. The headless corpse shook twice, then fell on its back to the sky, slammed into the ground, and could no longer move.
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