Chapter 118: The Body of King Kong, the Three Shocking Hammers
Zhuge Qing stood hundreds of meters away, looking at the battle situation from afar, and was confused for a moment.
His original intention of going down the mountain was to experience the secular world and meet more masters in the world.
Get your wish.
Unfortunately, the impact was a bit too great.
First, he was defeated quickly by a sword that took away his soul in the arena, and then he met the old monster Lu Ci and was defeated in a few moves.
He only has the title of successor of Wu Hou.
Zhuge Qing had a strong sense of powerlessness, just like the day he accepted the failure of the ultimate family inheritance.
at the moment.
A duel between the two.
He didn't even have the leeway to intervene.
Zhuge Qing asked: "What should we do?"
Logically speaking, the most reliable way is to find the disciples of Tianshi Mansion to resolve the dispute.
Wait for the Heavenly Master to come to an end.
Both Lu Ci and the black-armored warrior must stop.
But the identity of the black warrior is questionable.
If he acts rashly, he might ruin other people's original plans.
After all, I am grateful for saving my life.
If left alone.
How many people in the world can be Lu Ci's opponent?
"Just take a look first!"
Fu Rong coughed up a mouthful of bloody saliva, her cheeks flushed bright red, and she looked at the dense forest with longing: "It's hard to see such a duel!"
She has been in the circle of extraordinary people for many years and is very familiar with Lu Ci's fame in the circle.
But she also admires Zhang Mingdao's strength.
Fu Rong did not forget that Zhang Mingdao once suppressed ten people of superior aptitude by himself.
not to mention.
The scene of Zhang Mingdao surviving the thunderbolt is still vivid in my mind.
It’s hard to say who is stronger and who is weaker.
Fu Rong waited and watched, and then... waited and watched.
She stared for a long time, and it seemed that Zhang Mingdao was the only one in the forest. She asked in confusion, "Did that old monster run away?"
"No."
Zhuge Qing said solemnly, "Lü Ci is hiding in the woods, ready to launch a surprise attack at any time. It's a bit like the Tang Sect's assassination tactics."
He recalled the rumors his father had told him, and repeated, "During the Anti-Japanese War, Lü Ci once cooperated with the Tang Clan to fight against the Bihe Mountain Ninjas, a ten-man fight to the death. It is said that Lü Ci used Ruyi Jin to conduct ground-based energy to track the enemy, achieving the same effect as modern radar, and became famous for a time."
Fu Rong was indignant: "The old madman can do good things sometimes!"
The two talked.
Suddenly there was a whistling sound of wind.
A red knife light suddenly appeared in the forest, crossing a distance of more than ten meters and reaching behind Zhang Mingdao.
Zhang Mingdao leaned sideways and pushed forward, and the steel mechanical arm flipped over, as if holding a shield, narrowly blocking the attack.
The knife light cut through the steel shield, and the high-frequency crackling sound was ear-piercing. Tiny sparks flew around, then turned into ashes and fell to the ground.
The assassin disappeared again.
"Good sword skills!"
Zhang Mingdao took a look at the damage on the forearm of the mecha and admired it sincerely.
Lu Ci is worthy of being the top expert in the circle. His Ruyi Power is superb. When he walks, steps, or even swings his sword, he can perfectly blend into the surrounding environment without making any vibration.
When the knife flashes close to you.
Only then did Zhang Mingdao hear the sound of breaking air.
Not only that.
His vision seemed to be distorted for a moment.
This feeling is particularly familiar.
The powerful soul force oppresses the nerves and causes hallucinations.
Zhang Mingdao used this technique when he borrowed Fu Rong's body to wield the Ichi-no-dachi.
Lu Ci's technique is more skillful and natural.
only……
Lu Ci obviously underestimated him.
Zhang Mingdao went too far on the path of physical cultivation. He refined the seven orifices of the human body and created the method of Zhoutian body refining. His insight and reaction abilities were almost inhuman.
The eyes of Ran Deng began to capture Lu Ci's movements, and his previous practice experiences turned into pictures and came into view.
He became stronger again.
When Lu Ci missed his attack, he withdrew and fled, constantly changing his position, looking for an opportunity.
He was not discouraged by the failure, but became more determined.
Several confrontations.
He figured out the true identity of the black warrior.
Armor is a rare magical weapon.
The structural pillars are made of solid materials and are extremely hard, while the surface scales are made of Qi and have limited strength.
This person has mastered his own Ruyi Jin, like a giant crab that is proficient in martial arts. He makes perfect use of the hard part of the shell to fill in the fragile gaps.
When dealing with such a person, you cannot engage in a fight, you must kill him with one blow.
Lu Ci was determined to carry out the assassination to the end and pierce the black turtle shell with one blow!
soon.
He found an opportunity.
At the intersection of inhalation and exhalation, Lu Ci pressed forward like the wind, and thrust his sword straight into the side of the soldier.
The position of his attack was extremely tricky.
Even if there is no true Qi shield that can pierce through the armor, he can temporarily switch to the hammer method and use the strong and powerful force to smash the entire side armor.
"Got in?!!!"
Lu Ci's scalp felt numb and he couldn't suppress the palpitations and fear that came over him.
He raised his head for no reason and met a pair of golden eyes.
Through the black visor.
He could even see the hideous smile on the man's face.
All of a sudden.
Violent murderous intent swept across the sky.
The black-armored warriors exuded a majestic and stagnant momentum.
Lu Ci's eyes went dark, and his vision was filled with a continuously diverging black vortex. Warnings of danger spread throughout his body, and his heart suddenly sank.
There was only one thought left in my mind.
escape!
Instinctively, he rolled to the right, using his hands and feet, gathering and expanding his strength.
The whole person flew out like a stone skipping on the water.
Lu Ci looked back and saw that the leaves of the nearby birch trees were yellow and the bark was falling off. He was actually frightened to death by that aura.
What is frightening is.
The black-armored soldier was still leaning forward, his head twisted at a strange angle, his eyes fixed on himself.
next moment.
A flash of lightning ignited on the black armored warrior's body, and he walked in the air without touching the ground, rushing towards him.
The assassination failed, the speed was not enough, the only thing left was a fight for life!
"Well done!"
Lu Ci suddenly became furious, and instead of retreating, he advanced towards the armor that was more than three meters high, holding the knife in one hand and slashing it fiercely.
The Qi that had accumulated for nearly a hundred years gushed out and attached to the blade.
When the sword flashed, it was like a tsunami.
The black warrior might be able to hit himself, but he would definitely be hit directly in the heart.
Zhang Mingdao frowned slightly.
Even with his true energy protecting him, the divine mecha would definitely not be able to withstand this blow.
He came to test the divine mecha, not to destroy it.
A change of mind.
Zhang Mingdao simply took off his divine mecha, revealing his overly young true appearance.
This move shocked everyone.
Fu Rong was mentally prepared.
Zhuge Qing originally thought that it was some senior expert, but he saw a young man who was younger than himself.
Suddenly, I felt a sense of absurdity, "Why give birth to me if this person was born?" I was dumbfounded and speechless.
Lu Ci was startled at first, but soon his expression turned into a look of resolute satisfaction.
You are so young and so powerful, you will become a great threat to the Lu family in the future. But no matter how talented you are, you will die by my knife today!
He tried his best and slashed hard.
In an instant.
Zhang Mingdao's clothes were torn into pieces, his body grew larger, and thousands of golden lights emerged from his body.
The sword light was like a tsunami.
The golden light is the magic needle that stabilizes the sea!
It was as if Lu Ci had struck a huge bell. He did not hurt his opponent at all, but instead caused his palm to crack and blood to flow.
"What!?"
He couldn't believe it.
"My turn?"
Zhang Mingdao's body rose again, his muscles flexed, and he raised his hands and clenched his fists.
True Qi, muscle strength, spirit, thunder magnetism, all kinds of power are integrated into one.
I hate that the sky has no ring and the earth has no handle, this is the extreme of strength!
Lu Ci's vision was completely black, and he only saw a fist as big as the sky and the moon falling from the sky.
He was horrified and spat out a mouthful of blood. He gathered all his strength to form a solid iron wall to block in front of him.
“Bang!!!!”
The golden fist hit the iron wall.
The aftermath was deafening.
A huge hole sank into the ground.
The strong wind pressure destroyed all the trees within dozens of meters.
The tree trunks fell down and the branches and leaves fluttered.
The two onlookers were blown back by the strong wind.
When I opened my eyes again, the battle was not over yet.
Zhang Mingdao threw a punch, used the recoil force to turn around and throw a second punch.
The iron wall built with strong force was twisted into an exaggerated dent.
Lu Ci was bleeding from all seven orifices, but he was struggling to hold on.
Zhang Mingdao smiled and used the Golden Light Body Refining Technique to its full potential. The golden ghost face behind him became ferocious, his spine was stretched tight like a bow, and he fiercely swung out the third hammer.
The iron wall shattered.
Lu Ci was hurled nearly a hundred meters away, smashing down several old trees in succession. His bones were broken beyond recognition and he was stuck in the gap between the tree roots and the ground, dying.
Zhang Mingdao nodded in approval: "You can survive my three blows. You are really strong."
(End of this chapter)