The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 3834: Pudu palm method

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Although I don't know what method Wang Ning used to improve himself to this level, everyone watching the battle still felt that Wang Meng's status quo was precarious, and he was not Wang Ning's opponent at all.

The real person Qianling who was watching the battle in the dark frowned, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Is this really a sorcery? My Qianlingmen has never had this kind of practice before, right."

Major Qianling said slowly.

"It should be, you can feel it just from the monstrous blood and strong resentment on Wang Ning's body." Zhen Ee said aloud.

"I think this competition should end. Wang Ning's secret practice of sorcery has even been mixed into our Qianlingmen. This matter must be investigated." Zhen Ling Zhenren also said aloud.

"Yes, I also support the termination of the competition. The boy Wang Meng is obviously no longer Wang Ning’s opponent. If Wang Meng dies in the hands of this evil technique, it will be a loss to us Qianlingmen, not to mention that the most urgent matter should be investigation. It is clear where Wang Ning learned this evil technique that is not tolerated by the right way. If the entire Wang family has practiced this evil technique, it should be stifled in the cradle." Qian Yuan said in a deep breath.

Mr. Qian Ling nodded, agreeing to the suggestions of his old friends.

He was preparing to act, but stopped because he felt that things were turning around.

I saw Wang Meng's flying body suddenly stabilized, and he rushed towards Wang Ning again, and on the palm of his right hand, there was a faint golden light flickering.

The course of the matter must go back to before thirty breaths.

When Wang Meng just collided with Wang Ning, the restriction that had sealed the body of King Lingxie was finally broken by the Eight Gods Axe.

Lingxie King stretched his body, but he has really been suffocated to death these few days.

"Hurry up! Don't you see Wang Meng can't hold it anymore?"

Red Spirit Snake urged.

Lingxie King looked at the Red Spirit Snake, and his cold eyes were even colder than those of the Red Spirit Snake. Everyone who saw his eyes would be cold all over his body, and he didn't dare to look at him at all.

Lingxie King is trying to teach a little snake that has made him suffer, and the eight **** axe behind him suddenly blooms with a frightening atmosphere.

Lingxie King's body stagnated, he glanced angrily at the Eight God Axe that was holding him to death, and finally began to arrange his own means.

I saw that his one-handed fingers were constantly portraying some **** lines on the void, appearing above the void out of nowhere. In less than ten breaths, a gloomy line was no less than Wang Ning’s chest and The patterns of the two patterns on the back appeared in front of the Lingxie King.

"Wang Meng used this gloomy thing together. He would be more like an evil cultivator than Wang Ning!"

The Scarlet Spirit Snake said aloud, it really doesn't want Wang Meng to die like this, it still needs Wang Meng's help in the future.

The King of Spiritual Evil snorted coldly, a little dissatisfied that the Red Spirit Snake was so troublesome, but with a big wave of his hand, the gloomy red pattern instantly turned into golden light, a kind of righteous and peaceful atmosphere. Road suddenly up and down.

"Boy, take the spell!"

Lingxie King uttered a loud shout, directly hit the spell out, and appeared directly in Wang Meng's palm through Wang Meng's meridians. That's why such a scene appeared.

Wang Ning sneered again when he saw Wang Meng still rushing towards him without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Wang Meng, Wang Meng, I don't know whether you should be smart or stupid. If you still rush towards me even knowing that you are losing, I will give you this opportunity to fight with me." Wang Ning sneered. .

When he saw Wang Meng waved his palm, he gave it another palm, and wanted to break Wang Meng's arm directly with this palm.

However, he obviously ignored the golden light in Wang Meng's palm and the trembling movement of the yin spirit in his body.

"Cihang Pudu palm!"

Wang Meng let out a roar, ridiculing a name for his palm.

"Anything you can do, I will kill you today!"

Wang Ning sneered.

Boom!

The two palms touched, Wang Meng flew upside down, his arm twisted strangely, and was indeed broken by Wang Ning, but Wang Ning also took two steps backwards, his face was shocked and surprised. An angry expression.

"Wang Meng! What did you do to me!"

Wang Ning let out an angry roar.

I saw that the sky of blood dissipated quickly as if Dongxue met the spring sun, and the powerful aura rippling all over his body began to fade quickly, even the charms on his chest and back began to slowly Out of his skin, it turned into fly ash and dissipated.

"Wang Meng! What did you do! My power! No! My power..."

Wang Ning's expression is hideous. He can feel that the original abundant power in his body is disappearing bit by bit. He wants to leave the power that dissipates like a low tide, but he can do nothing.

Wang Meng struggled to get up from the ground, a sneer on his face.

"Do you think that you will be invincible by mastering some evil ways? There are countless people in the world who can kill you. My Cihang Pudu palm is just a small trick. You really think you are invincible!"

Wang Meng said coldly.

Wang Ning’s gaze was dull, and he was unable to leave the power on his body to dissipate. In less than five breaths, his breath fell from the fairy soul realm middle grade back to the diamond realm high grade, and after using the blood sacrifice technique The sequelae also appeared on him.

His figure shook, and he only felt powerless. The injuries Wang Meng had left on him just now began to erupt like a volcanic eruption.

He staggered back a few steps, and then sat down on the ground.

"Impossible...Impossible...Venerable Gray said that no one in this place can master the method of breaking my blood sacrifice...Impossible..."

He whispered softly, his face full of disbelief.

Wang Mengqiang endured the severe pain in his body, appeared in front of Wang Ning with a move, and then slammed forward, hitting Wang Ning's chest.

Boom!

Wang Ning's chest suddenly appeared with a big depression, and then he flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground, leaving a lot of blood along the way.

Wang Meng's figure swayed a little while standing still, and his injury was actually very serious.

"Waste, being beaten like this by the waste in your mouth, what's in your mind?"

Wang Meng said slowly, his face full of sarcasm.

What he actually cares about is not that Wang Ning said he is trash, what he cares about is that Wang Ning actually covets his daughter-in-law, this is his unfavorable scale, whoever touches will die.

Wang Ning lay on the ground and never got up, but looking at his chest that was still rising and falling, he was not killed because of Wang Meng's kick.