Immortal Martial God Chapter 304: Meteorite
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Chapter 304 Meteorite
After Xiang Long landed, seeing his injuries, his whole body became excited, and his body began to grow rapidly.
"Ehhahahaha! Lao Zhan, enough energy!" Xiang Long's body rose to five meters, and a pair of horns appeared on his head.
While talking, Xiang Long ran towards Zhanli again and again. With his five-meter body and incredibly long legs, he stepped out several steps more than ordinary people.
The thick arms like a tree trunk, and the fist the size of a thousand catties of stone, drove the whistling wind toward Zhanli.
Zhanli bowed and drew his sword, his body disappeared, and at the same time, hundreds of swords were instantly cut across Xiang Long's body.
The sharp blade collided with the body, producing a large expanse of sparks, which seemed to be cut on steel.
That Xiang Long seemed to have predicted the location of Zhanli, he turned around, and his big fist slammed into his back.
At the place where Xiang Long’s fist fell, a sword appeared first, and his fist hit the blade, and he kept backing up against the long sword. Then, he held the sword and held it away. The real body appeared.
And when the stretched feet slipped on the ground, his body disappeared again, and at the same time Xiang Long was instantly exposed to hundreds of swords.
That Xiang Long turned around again and fisted, still failing to hit Zhanli, or being continuously cut by Chaos Sword.
The speed of the expansion is so fast that Xiang Longkong has power, but he has nowhere to use it.
On the other hand, Zhanli couldn't do anything to Xianglong.
The roaring smile: "Lao Zhan, your fast sword can't even break my skin. I advise you to fight with me honestly."
Hearing this, the nearby players hurriedly looked at Xiang Long's body. Sure enough, he was chopped thousands of times by Zhanli, and there was not even a sword mark on his body, let alone a sword injury.
"Huh..." That Zhanli took a breath and appeared in mid-air. His body slowly fell. With the shock of his right hand, his vitality poured into the sword, forming a flame.
The flame of vitality envelops the long sword, generating a high and terrifying temperature, and even the air around the sword body is distorted, giving people a sense of visual deviation.
"Ha, this is decent!" Xiang Long ran over with a stern punch.
Straight punches, it depends on who is hitting it. Just like Xiang Long, when a person's power reaches a certain level, even ordinary punches and kicks will become infinitely powerful.
"Shadow style, wind whistle." Zhanli's long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and an explosive vitality gushed out from the soles of his feet. The vitality gushed vertically upwards, blowing his clothes and long hair into the sky violently Of jitter.
When Xiang Long's fist struck, Zhanli's long sword pointed at the ground suddenly raised.
Only a bang was heard, and a tornado-shaped blade storm rose from the ground! The middle part of the tornado bulged forward and suddenly "bumped" into Xiang Long's arms.
The howl of the wind is a tornado of blades formed by the rapid twisting of pure blade vitality. This thing is astonishing.
Xiang Long’s big arm was sucked by the blade storm, and he couldn’t pull it out anyway. He took a step back and tried to pull out his arm, but he dragged it back with the blade storm, and then pulled the blade. The storm still follows.
On the other hand, Xiang Long’s arm was cut thousands of times within one second, breaking the defense, and a large number of dense small cuts appeared on the skin of his arm, and a little blood was spilled from the wound. , Even the blood beads were instantly cut into blood mist.
"Ahhhh, so enjoyable!" Xiang Long was not anxious, but became more excited, and then he made a move that surprised everyone.
I saw that Xiang Long no longer tried to avoid the blade storm, but stretched out his left hand, using two sturdy arms to embrace the blade storm.
After that, his arms shrank suddenly! Using a strong arm to squeeze the sword storm, this posture is as if he hugged the enemy's waist and strangled the enemy's waist with great strength.
Seeing the blade storm, he was actually strangled and began to become thinner, and the upper and lower ends became thicker, and then I heard the sound of a blade breaking.
Countless vitality sword blades were squeezed by Xiang Long's power, and they broke into pieces one after another, and the blade storm finally produced unbearable, disconnected from the middle, and Peng's burst burst into light spots.
Looking at Xiang Long again, he has the most scars on the inside of his arms and chest, and the density looks like a **** blood.
However, Xiang Nan and the others knew that Xiang Long’s injury seemed shocking, but in fact it was only a real skin trauma, only the skin was injured, not even the muscles.
"Haha, it's time for me to fight back!" Xiang Long stepped forward and smashed his fist down, but Zhanli's body disappeared again with a whistling sound.
"Hey, this time I see where you go!" Xiang Long rose from the ground, his huge body leaping into the sky fifty meters.
"A meteorite descending from the sky!" Xiang Long roared, his huge body spun in the sky, he stretched out his right arm to make an uppercut posture, the big fist embraced the wind, his vitality surged and burned. There was a fire.
When his body speed reached its highest speed, suddenly a punch fell from the sky! His huge body swept the flames, like a meteorite falling from the sky.
Zhanli quickly avoided Xiang Long's core attack range, and at almost the same time, Xiang Long's attack also fell.
"His goal is not to show up." Xiang Nan frowned and said: "It's the ring."
As if to verify Xiang Nan's statement, Xiang Long swept through a ball of flames, and his heavy fist hit the center of the ring.
Only heard a sky-shaking explosion in the valley, and the tyrannical wind swept the fire waves and was squeezed out of the gap where Xiang Long landed a punch.
The referees can only condense the vitality wall once again to block the shock wave that pervades the arena.
In the impact of this terrible fist wind, Zanli's body was blown backwards quickly, and he stepped back on the ground with one foot, and at the same time, the vitality burst on his feet, trying to stabilize his backward speed.
As a result, doing so did not have much effect. It just delayed the retreat slightly, and there was nothing to do, so he could only stab the long sword on the ground and use the force to drag his body.
"Can't run away." Xiang Long's eyes flashed with a greedy light longing for blood. He rushed through the flames, jumping up halfway, and hitting him with a punch.
That Zhanli was ravaged by violent wind and fire, and it was very difficult to maintain his balance, let alone counterattack. He could only temporarily raise his sword.
Xiang Long's fist hit Zhanli's sword firmly, and the terrible penetrating force passed through the sword and swallowed Zhanli.
Zhanli’s body was smashed into a phantom, and he fell to the outside of the ring. In the middle of the way, the others stabbed the long sword to the ground again, stepping on the ground with their vigorous feet, rubbing the ground with the tip of the sword, rubbing There were three flames.
When his body finally came to a halt on the edge of the ring, he suddenly knelt on one knee, and a big mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.
"The injury adds to the injury." Murong Wanqing said: "Xiang Long hit the ring with the punch, only the impact force shocked Zhanli, and the punch that hit the sword body made Zhanli ’S defenses collapsed completely."
"This Xiang Long is very outrageous."