MTL - Martial Arts Master-Chapter 677 Who is afraid of who?

When the referee’s voice just fell, Lou Cheng condensed the already prepared lavender fireball, letting it circling around the body, as if it were a satellite that could attack and defend itself.

This short moment is not enough to complete the "five fires", he can only choose one of them!

And this is in line with the high temperature environment that has not weakened around!

Qian Donglou looked at it from far away, and his smile was not reduced. He lifted his left palm and made it into a knife.

Oh!

With this embarrassment, the whole person moved, and the whole body jumped out in silver, roots and teeth, and claws.

In Lou Cheng’s eyes, there seems to be only one Thunder knife between the heavens and the earth. It flickers and wanders around, like a fish that is retrograde in the clear river, or a clean moon in the waves, or Natural, or ethereal, makes people judge where they will eventually go.

Lou Cheng thoughts turned sharply, and they fell one after another. For a moment, they did not have absolute certainty. Under the promotion of their own "spirits" and clear-hearted ice heart, they calmly chose to dodge.

boom! He stepped on his foot, swayed at the waist, and swept out. As several high-voltage wires touched the ground, the selected position would not be near.

His body shape is just moving, the Thunder knife is bright and bright, no longer flickering, no longer free, stressful, forced to lock, dragging out the long Huimang, and squatting to the place where Loucheng will appear.

Seeing that he must be shackled, the building that had been prepared for a long time detonated the "Jing Emperor's Power" in the hidden acupoints.

boom! He took a lavish fireball, like a person who was pushed out of thin air, and turned from a traverse to a back.

Oh! Lou Cheng was irritated, and the hairs stood up, and the Thunder knife wiped his body, and he reached the ground not far away, and pulled out a long gully, a black gully, and a small gully jumping.

The figure of Qian Donglou was reproduced, and he turned around without the slightest fireworks. His eyes once again locked the building that had just landed on his feet.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

He dragged his right arm, which was unable to hang down, and took a step forward. Every step of the landing, they were a little taller, as the ancient words described in the book.

After three steps, the leisurely Wu Sheng turned into a muscle knot, a height of more than two meters, thunder and dense skin of the terrible giant.

Zizz! He is surrounded by purple and blue, or as a strange old tree, or like a human skeleton, with a condescending posture, swaying the left palm!

At this moment, Peng Leyun and Guo Jie at the edge of the battlefield seemed to be under the punishment of the heavens. They were facing the mighty, violently overbearing thunder, unable to bear the timidity and trepidation, just like being a folklore. The millennium eucalyptus in it, to the yin!

Snapped! Qian Donglou seems to have become the lord of the thunder, and the knives are degraded, and the body and mind are heavy, and the purple electricity that breeds constantly jumps, like the emphasis on heavy changes, like the virtual reality, the hidden hands.

This knife came from the sixth style of the thunder, "Tian Zun Zizhang", with the help of the spirit to suppress, to the positive to the yang to the Gang, the robbery fierce, the power of terror, once contacted, nine robbers!

When Qian Donglou was close to himself, Lou Cheng was observing, but he still couldn't grasp the "one" hidden by the other party. He couldn't judge what his final change would be. Even if the ice heart reflected, it was only clear and objective. In the case, it is difficult to synthesize information and make the most accurate judgment in an instant.

As for Wu Sheng, he became a thundering god, and he was arrogant and disturbed. He finally had a decision, not too early, but it was not too late.

The enemy's ice heart is crystal clear, solidified and clear, and there are only a few cracks in the thunder of the thunder, so that the building does not need the word "pro" or "before" and is not affected by fear, fear and other emotions, calmly swinging the shoulders. Straight knees, sneaked toward the side, and swayed a fierce and fierce hurricane, smashed to the Qiandong Building.

But at this time, Qian Donglou and him were like an invisible rope. He just changed direction, and immediately tightened the "contact", with Wu Sheng jointly turning, the distance between each other does not increase and decrease.

Oh!

The heavy left palm of Qian Donglou suddenly became faster, and the purple roots condensed, illuminating the surrounding of the mountains and rains.

There is a big thunder between Huo and Tian in the world!

At this moment, Lou Cheng was forced to detonate a little bit of Yan Emperor in the body once again, changing direction, flying diagonally, turning amazed.

boom! Purple electricity sweeps, the ground smoke is swaying, bare and cracked.

Qian Donglou did not raise his arm again, his center of gravity swayed, his body moved first, and he rushed to the building that had not yet landed. His left palm fell behind him, like a long knife being towed forward, and the invisible knife The sharp high-speed rubbing against the ground, the smashing out of a series of Mars.

When Mars is present, the surrounding airflow, which is already in a high temperature state, is suddenly ignited.

Hula!

Within a radius of twenty or thirty meters, the sparks of the stars will be red, and the redness will roll. With the knife of Qian Donglou, the building will be in the middle of the sky.

Since ancient times, electric shocks have often had fires. The Qing dynasty also has deep knowledge in this respect. The third type of the thunder is called "Shenzhen Golden Fire". In addition to the bursting method of crushing potential, it is also the learning of Thunderfire.

At this time, Qian Donglou cleverly applied the fire fighting environment created by the Dragon King, and the weightlifting was just right!

Oh! The flame in the air blew out two high-voltage wires, and they swayed down, dragging through the bright arc of the air, and flew left and right to the building.

At this critical juncture, Lou Cheng took a breath and sighed in the second stage.

boom!

A little bit of Yan Dijin fried, he changed the original trend, hurried backwards, avoiding the whip and most of the flames, leaving those red, "flowing" on his head, his skin, his clothing However, it converges on tyranny and burning, like the rain that falls in the spring of March.

At this moment, Qian Donglou suddenly stopped, pressing all the momentum on the waist and sinking from the ground.

Followed by, a loud bang broke out, and his body swayed, set off against the cracked ground, flashing to the side of the building, and deceiving him to almost exhaustive, deceiving him in the air. Hard to work hard.

Accompanied by the violent wind, Qian Donglou's left palm was vertical, and he went forward, and the silver white made the building a brilliant hole.

Lou Cheng can't care about anything else, swinging his arms sideways, clenching his fists, and whistling around the purple fireball around him.

Nourish!

Qian Donglou's palms were fiercely shaken. With the attitude of hot knife into the butter, the purple fireball was silently split into two halves, and it fell to the surroundings, and then it exploded.

After a glimpse, he had already done his best and recovered by the force of the rebound, leaving Lou Cheng’s fist in the air.

boom! At the moment of recovery, he slammed his right foot, like a spring compressed to the extreme, and the whole person fiercely knocked out sideways.

This is the change of the double scorpion, the palm is the knife, the body is also the knife, the knife breaks the defense, and the long knife takes the life!

Looking at these few times, even if Qian Donglou is above the knife, it is also a master figure. It is no worse than the "斩神刀" road!

For him, the martial arts are the same!

The knife is the knife saint, the sword is the sword saint, the boxing is the boxing saint, he is the world martial arts!

Lou Cheng's eyes were enlarged, and it was too late to do other things. He suddenly pulled up his arms and condensed the ice wall to the side.

boom!

The loud crash sound was mixed with the broken sound of the click. The building that did not focus on the air in the air flew out and crashed into a high-voltage pole.

The poles were broken, and the back of the building was bulged with the butterfly muscles, which borrowed the force of the impact.

During the shackles, he dexterously changed his direction and fell to another position. His feet were close together, and they were protected from striding electric shocks. They only felt sore and painful on the sides of their arms and body. If they did not condense the ice packs in time, they were afraid of Already broken!

The Qiandong Building did not sneak as he expected, and the strong attack again, but paused and eased.

This makes Lou Cheng’s mind flash like a flash of light, illuminating the dark fog.

He woke up and realized that he had made a big mistake.

In the face of the millennial genius, facing the martial arts of the world, facing the top of the strong, who has been close to the ear for nearly ten years, he subconsciously chose a cautious play with less mistakes, rather avoiding, not taking risks.

This has nothing to do with emotions, and has nothing to do with timidity. It is not within the scope of the enemy's ice heart. As a result, it encourages the momentum of Qian Donglou, allowing him to express his martial arts skills in a succinct manner, completely avoiding serious injuries and right arm breaks. Case!

No, you must give him pressure to expose him to the current situation!

A shun, it is equal to active disarming!

He is seriously injured now. He can't use his right hand now. He now has a lot of home court advantage. Why can't he fight for the opposite?

He is also a human, he also lost the game, especially in the case of a fierce battle, what are the concerns?

In the thought of flashing, the building was swinging his arm, clenching his fist and blasting forward.

At the same time, all the pores on his back were sprayed backwards or faint or flaming white flames. They penetrated the clothes and pushed the rocket to push him over a distance of tens of meters, punching him. Wu Sheng "Qian Dong Lou that piece always gives a lazy feeling of face!

Come on, who is afraid of who!