A Demon’s Path Chapter 667: Intercept Wang Zhongbo
Chapter 667 intercepting Wang Zhongbo
As soon as Wang Zhongbo left Divine Demon Tower, his naturally drooping arm suddenly moved like a spirit snake and flicked a few times, regaining his original condition. Wang Wenhao was stunned!
"Dad, you are..." Wang Wenhao was not only surprised by the instant recovery of his father's injury, but also puzzled by his father's apparent ability to repair his arm and fight immediately, why he was willing to admit defeat directly.
"Ling Xiao and Yue Xianan want to fight for your life and death, what do we blend in?" Wang Zhongbo hmph hmph said: "There is still a chance after the Ascension Conference, you don’t need to fight with Xihe City this time to fight for your life..."
"Yeah, you originally planned to find a way to deliberately lose this battle, but the strength of Long Yuxuan saves you from the acting step and gives you more reason to quit directly."
A figure floats in front of Wang Zhongbo and his party, coldly said. The man was wearing a silver helmet, which made him unclear about his appearance.
Not only did everyone not see him, but even when he appeared here, nobody noticed at all!
"You are Yue Xianan's running dog?" Wang Zhongbo's face changed, and he said in a deep voice.
Helmet Man hmph hmph said: "It's just a collaborator. If you didn't refuse Yue Xianan, you should be like me now. Yue Xianan let me kill you directly, but I will give you one more chance to join us. , How is it?"
Wang Zhongbo disdainfully said: "I refused Yue Xianan three times, he was right to let you kill me directly. Because, if you don’t kill me, I will kill you!"
As soon as the voice fell, Wang Zhongbo jumped forward and punched the helmet man with a punch.
"Hum! Find death!" The helmet man snorted coldly, and also punched out, welcoming Wang Zhongbo's fist.
Bang bang bang...pā pā pā slap...
The two of them got their hands together, and the others almost couldn't see the two of them. All they saw were fist shadows flying around.
Wang Zhongbo’s physical strength is very powerful, and he does not need any Magic Artifact Armament to bomb his opponents. The helmet man's gloves are also extraordinary products, and Wang Zhongbo's fists are facing, and there is no downfall.
Wang Zhongbo used both hands and feet, and his arms and legs attacked the helmet’s back, chest, and lower body simultaneously from several directions with an astonishing degree of curvature.
The helmet person is not afraid, a pair of iron fists dancing, fist shadows flying, posing as a defensive move like a copper wall and iron walls.
Wang Zhongbo's fists and feet hit the impenetrable fist shadows, smashing out the scattered purple light, which is very gorgeous.
The two are indifferent, and the battle is quite splendid, but Wang Wenhao and the elders of Dizangmen have no time to watch the battle, because more than a hundred mysterious Divine Soul divisions have appeared in the void to surround them and kill them.
These mysterious Divine Soul teachers are all Purple Level, and their overall strength is not better than those of Dizangmen.
In the face of a strong enemy killing, even if they are not enemies, these people in Dizangmen can only choose to fight hard.
However, they knew that it was a matter of time before these mysterious people were killed, so the elders and elite disciples of Dizangmen took the initiative to protect Wang Wenhao.
"Less Sect Leader, let's cover you, run away!" A Purple Level elder who has reached more than two thousand years old in Dizangmen whispered towards Wang Wenhao.
Wang Wenhao finally understands some things when he looks at his classmates who are fighting to protect themselves and his father who is in a bitter battle.
At the same time, he remembered the fact that his father was scolded as waste, and he could not help but glance at a bit of ruthlessness: "If I still let my classmates protect me, my father will look down on me in this life! Dad, Haoer today Let you know that Hao'er is not a waste... Yue Xianan, today even if Wang Wenhao is dead, I will make you pay a considerable price!"
Think about it, Wang Wenhao took out a pair of blood-red gloves and put them on his hands. In an instant, Wang Wenhao's figure became blood red, just like the whole body was bleeding!
"Less Sect Leader!"
"王Senior Brother!"
Looking at the red light, the faces of the elders and elite disciples of the Dizangmen maddened!
Wang Wenhao's "blood shadow hand" is derived from his blood shadow skill. This skill uses the blood of the whole body to match the Soul Strength boosting power. Once the power is exerted, the palms of both hands will become a red blood.
Cultivation reaches the state of Dacheng, not only the palms will turn red, but even the whole body will become red.
Wang Wenhao didn't reach Dacheng's level at all, but relied on the red glove in his hand to fully urge his blood, which gave birth to extremely violent strength.
The whole Dizangmen knew that this pair of vampire gloves was terrible. If it were not in a critical situation at this time, Wang Wenhao would definitely not use this pair of vampire gloves.
"Let's die!" Wang Wenhao's eyes were red and he snarled, and his palms flicked to the ground.
Boom, boom! Countless blood-red blood palms flew into the sky from beneath the ground and slammed into the hundreds of Divine Soul divisions.
The Divine Soul teachers whose blood-red palms printed on them immediately felt that their blood had become hot and could not help swimming quickly.
"The kid's palm has a weird mark, kill him!" Finding the strange appearance of their body, someone immediately thought of killing Wang Wenhao to relieve this uncomfortable blood swim.
"Haha, let's go!" Wang Wenhao laughed loudly and exploded his body with a loud bang as he watched the hundreds of Divine Soul teachers bypass the elders and disciples who surrounded him.
The Divine Soul teachers just rushed to Wang Wenhao's side and were sprayed by Wang Wenhao's blood, and the blood in the body exploded at once.
Bang bang bang... Hundreds of Divine Soul teachers are covered with blood holes of all sizes, and fresh blood spews out of these blood holes like children's urine, turning their bodies into holes.
"Damn Ah!" these Divine Soul teachers screamed again and again. The elders and elite disciples of Dizangmen took advantage of this opportunity to quickly wave their iron fists and hit the Divine Soul divisions.
The Divine Soul division Soul Strength, injured by Wang Wenhao’s blood explosion, fell sharply, and his movements became less rapid.
Under the circumstances that several people besieged one, only a few seconds later, the elder disciple of Dizangmen killed more than 30 Divine Soul divisions.
Although their overall strength is not as good as these Divine Soul divisions, but they are all elites in Sect(s), is it the kind of object that can be abused at will?
The remaining seventy or so Divine Soul teachers stubbornly faced the blood-bursted face, raised eyeballs with bloodshot eyes looking at these people at the Dizangmen, and the murderous intention was awe-inspiring: "Let us die! "
In the face of the crazy counterattack of these Divine Soul divisions, these people in Dizangmen are not outrageous. These Dizangmen who mainly exercised their bodies and suffered all kinds of hardships, and each one was like a rock.
Even a few Sect Leader like Wang Wenhao can kill enemies with their bodies, how can they not?
"Boom..." A series of violent self-explosions exploded, and the light of purple Soul Strength rose into the sky like an aftermath of a nuclear bomb, and the entire space of hundreds of thousands of meters was shaken!
A body flew out of the purple light. Those Divine Soul divisions that had just pounced on were blown to death.
The helmet man came out with these men, originally thought that Wang Zhongbo was determined, but he didn't expect that Wang Zhongbo's elders and disciples would fight for the same thing.
"Wang Zhongbo, your son and the elders in Sect(s) are dead, are you still alive, is it interesting?" Under the stalemate, the helmet people could not help playing psychological tactics, wanting to distract Wang Zhongbo.
Well, Wang Zhongbo didn’t move at all. He laughed wildly: "I wait for the people who practice Chain Soul. For the sake of strength and longevity, everyone except me is a guest, and what is a dead son? "
Listening to Wang Zhongbo's words, the helmet's eyes could not help blinking. He did not refute, because he is also the same kind of person as Wang Zhongbo, and he strongly agrees with Wang Zhongbo's sentence.
It seems that there is no other way than to defeat Wang Zhongbo with strength.
"Are we shooting now?" Zou Tiezhu, hiding inside the deformed mecha, asked Nangong Yuzhuo in another deformed mecha.
Just now, Zou Tiezhu, Dragon Medicine, Long Fei, Dragon Wuxing, Long Mo and Nangong Yuzhuo had already fought over the scene and concealed themselves with Formation.
This batch of deformed mechas is quite easy to use. In addition to the dual use of land and air, it can also avoid mental scanning, and it has Formation protection, which is simply a must.
Previously, Nangong Yuzhuo thought that Wang Wenhao was hurting Wu Mei's enemy. Taking into account the feeling of Longyao, he did not shoot.
Now Wang Wenhao has died in a way they could not have imagined. Nangong Yuzhuo hasn't moved yet, which makes Zou Tiezhu a little puzzled.
"Tie Zhu, don't worry. The two haven't divided the victory or defeat. We have saved Wang Zhongbo now, and he may not appreciate it." Nangong Yuzhuo explained: "This person's weak emotions are extremely extreme, if not because He still has use value, so I don’t want to save him."
Zou Tiezhu thought for a while, so he followed Nangong Yuzhuo's orders and stayed still. Everyone turned their attention to the fight between the two again.
The two are still in a difficult battle, and they are no match. The messy fist and foot shadows flew around, drawing everything on the surrounding ground into it, turning it into flying sand and rocks.
"Who is that helmet man~IndoMTL.com~How can boxing skills be so powerful?" Nangong Yuzhuo frowned, always thinking that this person should be someone they knew.
Wang Zhongbo's physical strength is dominant, and the helmet man can only be tied with Wang Zhongbo by his superb boxing skills, which is not easy.
The idea of knowing who this person is is getting stronger and stronger in Nangong Yuzhuo's mind. Subconsciously, Nangong Yuzhuo pointed the muzzle of the deformed mech on the helmet.
Everyone thought that this was Nangong Yuzhuo's order, and also followed Nangong Yuzhuo to align the muzzle of the deformed mecha flying ship with the helmet man, ready to be triggered at any time.
At this time, Wang Zhongbo and the helmet man suddenly blasted towards each other at the same time, and the figures quickly pulled away.
"Boomed him!" Finding this opportunity, Nangong Yuzhuo immediately ordered a dozen of deformed mechas to fire.
A dozen purple shells crossed the dazzling light in the sky and flew towards the common target, the helmet man.
The helmet man has just been separated from Wang Zhongbo. He was locked by dozens of Crystal Stone(s) cannons, and the pair of eyes through the helmet mask finally showed a trace of terror!