Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 761

"Are you kidding me?!" Scarface looked at Mo Changsheng incredulously, subconsciously opened his mouth wide enough to fit a fist in it, stammered a moan, and was stunned.

"He actually crushed Gu Dayong's punch with his bare hands?!" After a while, Granny Yu finally came to her senses, looked at Mo Changsheng stupidly, and cold sweat poured down her temples: " Who is he? Who the hell is he? How could he catch the condensed punch with his bare hands? How could he explode like that?!"

"Impossible! This is impossible?! Illusion! This must be an illusion!" Scarface Gu Dayong finally came back to his senses, but his first reaction was to doubt his eyes, because he simply refused to Believe what you see.

After practicing for more than a hundred years, Gu Dayong has long passed the age of arrogance. He has always known that even if he is already in the middle stage of the Daoist Realm, he is definitely not a top expert in the world of martial arts. There are people in the National People's Congress.

He is very clear that if he encounters those top Daeshen, he may not be able to survive three rounds, but he knows even more that even the most powerful Daeshen will never be able to catch his punches with bare hands, let alone Maybe he just squeezed his fist with his hands, so he was sure that everything he saw just now was fake!

"It's just a psychedelic technique, and you also want to confuse the old man? I want to see how you can catch the old man's heaven-level combat skills! Hey, Tianwu Secret Boxing* Ten thousand streams return to one!"

Gu Dayong's eyes were red, and he mobilized his whole body's true energy recklessly, using his heaven-level combat skills at the bottom of the box:

"Even if the real person wants to take the old man's punch, he has to show his real ability. I'll see how you take it!"

Following Gu Dayong's fiercely blasting fists, hundreds of fist shadows of different sizes appeared in the air instantly, roaring towards the place where Mo Changsheng was, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust as they passed along the way.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of fist shadows attacked Mo Changsheng. At this moment, the number of fist shadows in the air began to decrease sharply.

No, it should not be said to be reduced, but to be merged. In just a short moment, those hundreds of fist shadows merged together, condensing into a face-sized giant blue fist that almost turned into a substance.

As soon as the giant blue fist was condensed, it roared and slammed at Mo Changsheng. The power and power were extremely frightening!

"Is Gu Dayong crazy? He actually used this trick!" the woman in the middle stage of Daoist Realm said in amazement.

The thin and tall man also stared at the field intently, and couldn't help saying in his mouth: "All streams return to one, this is the ultimate killer move of the Gu family's Tianwu secret boxing. It is said to be able to condense ten thousand fists into one blow. It is a tough fist that is rare in the world, even if it is a real master, it will suffer if it is caught off guard."

"Although Gu Dayong failed to practice this boxing technique to the extreme, the power of turning a hundred punches into one is terrifying enough. If it were me, even if I was prepared to receive this punch, I would at least suffer a serious injury. Is this guy crazy? If he punches that person, it may be difficult for that person to die! If this person has something to do with a certain family in the alliance, this feud will be forged!"

"This person's illusion has been cultivated to such an appalling level. No matter which family it is, it is a very precious heritage. It will be very difficult for him to die at the hands of Gu Dayong like this!"

The four martial artists in the middle stage of the real world all heard what Cai Gu Dayong said just now, and immediately agreed with his statement. After all, in their opinion, it is impossible for anyone in this world to catch or even crush a blow with bare hands. The fist strength of a master in the middle stage of the real world.

Therefore, they all believed that Mo Changsheng had just cast an illusion, and his real strength should be a new real person, because it is impossible for them not to know those long-established real masters.

It is impossible for a newly promoted real person to take Gu Dayong's blow and return to one. So, that kid is doomed!

However, apart from Mo Changsheng, there was another person in the field who didn't think so.

"This can't be an illusion, absolutely impossible!" Granny Yu took out a crystal-clear Buddhist bead from her bosom with a pale face, and then looked at the field tremblingly: "If it is an illusion, it is impossible for my Buddhist bead to be silent , this is a treasure handed down from ancient times, it is impossible to make mistakes!"

"Since it's not an illusion, then he just crushed Gu Dayong's punch with just a pair of fleshy palms. How terrifying is this level of strength?! What kind of monster did we provoke? exist?!"

No matter how terrified Granny Yu is now, nothing that should happen will change.

Mo Changsheng stared coldly at the giant blue fist that was coming towards him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and slammed his feet violently, his whole body turned into a string of phantoms, advancing instead of retreating, directly meeting him go up.

"Want to see how I pick it up? Then open your eyes and see clearly!"

With a soft drink in his mouth, Mo Changsheng stretched out his right palm, his five fingers condensed slightly, and brazenly grabbed the giant blue fist!
An incredible scene happened.

The giant blue fist that condensed most of Gu Dayong's power unexpectedly stopped in mid-air so strangely, and was grasped abruptly by a palm shining with a faint silver light!

"Blast me!"

There was another bang, and the silver palm exerted force, and the giant blue fist made a creepy clicking sound, and then exploded in the air, dissipating in the air!

"how is this possible?!"

Including Gu Dayong, the five masters in the middle stage of the real world all screamed in horror, and their voices were even distorted because of being too frightened!
Dead silence, utter silence.

Whether it's a thin and tall man, Gu Dayong, or Granny Yu, the six real-world masters surrounding Mo Changsheng were all terrified. They all stared stiffly at the figure in the field, holding their breath. Don't even dare to move.

"Gudu!"

There was a clear sound of swallowing saliva, and the tall and thin man trembled, sweating profusely. He tried his best to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, and looked at Mo Changsheng with eyes full of begging.

Mo Changsheng looked at the pitiful eyes of the tall and thin man, turned his eyes to Gu Dayong with a twist of his mouth, and said lightly, "Do you see clearly? That's how I picked it up!"

With a sound of "Plop", Gu Dayong directly knelt down, trembling all over, begging for mercy, "Senior, please spare me! Please forgive me! This junior has eyes that don't know Mount Tai, so I beg you, please spare my life!"

"Hmph, you don't eat fine wine for a toast, what a scumbag!" Mo Changsheng snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and slapped it hard: "Get out of here!"

(End of this chapter)