I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 7: South China Master
Yang Fan was not spared.
The sound wave is coming, and he is only the fourth-level strength of the martial arts. He is the one who has the most vomiting blood and fell first.
Before he fainted, he didn’t even know what was happening, he only heard a new reminder in his ear.
"You are attacked by the sound wave of the Seventh Grade Demon King, the brain is seriously concussed, the internal organs are broken and bleeding, the body defense instinct is stimulated, the desire to survive soars to infinity, the cell vitality +5, the body recovery ability +3, physical defense + 6."
"You are under the sonic attack of the Seventh-grade Demon King, you have a sense of mind, and you have learned ground-level sonic martial arts-ape howl, lung capacity +10, sonic attack +15, sonic defense +15."
"You are attacked by the Sonic Demon King's sonic wave, you lose too much blood, your body's hematopoietic function is enhanced, and your hematopoietic ability is +1."
"You fainted, your body entered a state of shock, blood flow slowed, breathing was weak, and you entered the state of turtle breath independently, comprehending human-level exercises-turtle breath power, cell vitality +2, qi and blood strength +30."
The turtle's Xigong automatically runs to stop Yang Fan's rapidly deteriorating injury in time, and then as the cell's vitality strengthens and the body's recovery ability increases, Yang Fan woke up again after only a coma.
But his body still can't move, he can only open his eyes slightly.
Beside , the bone-peeling beast who was still struggling and screaming with his legs has completely disappeared. It shows that the sonic attack just now covered the whole area indistinguishably, and the creatures in the entire wilderness are all within its attack range. Inside.
Without this deadly threat, Yang Fan could not help but let out a sigh of relief. He is now paralyzed on the ground, and his defense ability is almost zero. If the boneless beast is not dead, then the **** person must be him.
"Aoyama King, you crossed the line!"
"Xichu City is not where you should come, leave a hand, I can let you go alive and leave!"
There seemed to be someone talking in the sky, Yang Fan tried to make his eyes wider, and then he saw a white boy condensed in the void and confronted a huge phantom with a height of thousands of meters.
Sheng Xue in white, young as a jade.
Is this boy in white the Zhu Huanan called by the big demon?
"Crossing the void, the realm of masters, is there such a young master in Xichu?"
Yang Fan’s eyes converged on one point, and his eyes fell on the white boy. "If I remember well, the founder of South China Wushu School seems to be called Zhu Huanan, wouldn’t it be the boy guru in front of me?"
"Are the rumors true? The master of martial arts can not only reshape the bones and muscles, but also return to old children, but also prolong life for three hundred years?"
Yang Fan suddenly felt a little emotional, for the three hundred years of Shou Yuan.
The South China Wushu School has been established for over 120 years. It is said that the principal Zhu Huanan founded it by himself at about forty years.
If the young man in white is really a principal of Zhu Huanan, then he must be at least 160 years old.
One hundred and sixty years old. In the era when Yang Fan, a severely depressed patient, lived in such a small number of people, he could live so long. The average person can live to be one hundred years old.
Longevity, and not old, who would not be bothered by normal people?
"Zhu Huanan, are you terrified when you are the king? The king’s arm is here, you have the ability to cut it!"
The phantom of the giant beast was solidified by the false, and it waved his right arm at Zhu Huanan with impunity, just as he did when he swept the Yunlun Ⅰ airship, his palms multiplied several times in an instant, overwhelming Zhu Huanan Where to get it.
"You watched the Seventh-grade Demon King display space martial arts, and your heart moved, but you could not understand it because of insufficient strength."
"You watched the Seventh-grade Demon King's magical martial arts, and your heart moved, but you could not understand it because of insufficient strength."
Yang Fan was speechless for a while. It turned out that the system on his body was not omnipotent. When he met the strong level of the demon king, he had to kneel.
"As you wish!"
Zhu Huanan didn’t even look at the giant palm waving to him, and he took the jasper Xiao, who was not around his waist, and held it in his hand. The king's arm was cut off, his movements were elegant and relaxed, and extremely relaxed.
With Yu Xiao’s waving, a green light flashed out, a little contact with the giant palm in the void, the overwhelming palm shadow melted like snow, and it shrank back again in an instant. Irritable roar, suddenly reduced to normal human size, flew straight toward Zhu Huanan.
The monster beast is powerful. Jiucheng is very good at close combat. Their teeth and claws are their best weapons. Basically, from the moment they turned into demon, they began to instinctively use demon power to temper their bodies, and this Qinghou King is undoubtedly this monster.
Zhu Huanan's expression remained unchanged, and the jade Xiao waved in his hand, exhibiting the last form of his own wild wind swordsmanship-Runwu Silent.
is not as powerful as Qinghou Wang, Zhu Huanan’s sword moves, even a trace of airflow is not generated, flat and flat, without the slightest sharpness.
But the Qinghou Wang, who was greeted with it, changed his look greatly. After only fighting with Zhu Huanan, he began to retreat quickly, and he reluctantly roared loudly while retreating.
Zhu Huanan came to a halt and stopped quietly, looking lightly at the Qinghou Wang who had retreated to a kilometer away without chasing after victory.
"You were not an old man's opponent thirty years ago, the same is true after thirty years!"
"Qinghou Wang, admit your fate, this time only cut your arm, it is a warning. If there is another time, you will be cut off your head!"
As soon as Zhu Huanan’s voice fell, Yang Fan noticed that Qinghou Wang’s condition seemed to be wrong. It had a good right arm just now, and it had fallen off its right shoulder at this moment. The right arm may fly into the wilderness.
Yang Fan was shocked. Is this the so-called master trick? He hasn’t seen anything yet, and the outcome of the others has already been divided.
"You observe the martial arts martial arts martial arts, your heart is moving, but you cannot comprehend because of insufficient strength."
Yang Fan's breathing is stagnation, and this is the same. Since you can't comprehend you, do you still have to remind me, do you want to block Laozi?
Only in such a short two-minute effort, Yang Fan had missed three opportunities to comprehend the master-level martial arts. He was so distressed that he could hardly breathe, and felt that his depression was about to be committed.
"Hahaha, don’t need it next time, the head of the king is here, and you can take it away now!"
Qinghou Wang's unexpected toughness, regardless of his own injury, actually used his own broken arm as a weapon, and once again flew lifelessly to Zhu Huanan, the golden blood flew all over the sky, looking very scary.
Yang Fan is a little bit dumbfounded. Was this big boy beaten silly? He ran into the edge of the knife and tried to die?
Also, what does Principal Zhu mean, with the surplus power, why not cut directly on the head of the big boy, he was bullied to the door, what kind of demeanor?
Don’t ink, just kill it!
Yang Fan is anxious for Zhu Huanan in his heart, and he is also a human race. He naturally stands on the side of Zhu Huanan, and he hopes that Zhu Huanan will be able to slash this young waiting king.
is too far away, and there is not a slight deviation in the angle of view, Yang Fan can’t see the expression on Zhu Huanan’s face, otherwise he wouldn’t be so clamoring to kill Qinghou Wang in his heart.
Just now, Xiao Huan, who had cut off the right arm of Qinghou Wang, was now grinning bitterly, and Xiao’s right hand was shaking slightly, and the silent motion of the move just now was the strongest move he could launch.
Don’t look at his seemingly breezy, light-hearted win~IndoMTL.com~ In fact, only he knows best in his heart, just that sword he actually went to the head of Qinghou Wang It was only in the end that it was impossible to make meritorious deeds, which turned away the right arm of Qinghou Wang.
Thirty years ago, the strength of this demon was more and more powerful, and he had stood at the top of the seven-tier demon king, with a copper skin and iron bones, and his defense was amazing. He exhausted all his strength to break through. The defense on its right arm.
"Unexpectedly, you still found it."
Zhu Huanan didn't touch Qinghou Wang again this time. Before the attack of Qinghou Wang, he had already withdrew from the kilometer away. Afterwards, the injuries in the body could no longer be suppressed, and a puff of blood spouted out.
"Hahaha, this king knows that you are already the end of a strong crossbow, and the wounds on your body cannot be recovered faster than this king!"
"Now it seems that this king is right!"
Seeing Zhu Huanan vomiting blood, and his body's momentum is also dropping rapidly, Qinghou Wang couldn't help laughing loudly.
One big mouth, swallowed it by Zhu Huanan's right arm that was cut off into the abdomen, and then the blue light at the broken arm of the right shoulder rose straight, and a brand new arm grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye .
"Mountain demon king, sable king, and red eagle king, what are you waiting for, do you really want to see this king and this thief do not belong together?"
Qinghou Wang did not rush forward to fight Zhu Huanan, but turned back to the ape roaring in the mountains ten thousand meters away.
In an instant, the atmosphere of the three monster kings soared up in the northern mountains. In the blink of an eye, there were three more figures of the seventh-grade monster king beside Qinghou Wang, all of them are heads of human beings and beasts. amazing.
Yang Fan quickly closed his eyes and began to pretend to be dead.
Now the four-headed demon king Qi Zhi, so scary, feels that the old principal of South China is going to be cold this time.