Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 95: He held up two palms without falling, there is progress!
Looking at Yuan Tao who kept moving and fully activated eight layers of shields.

Zhang Taichu raised his eyebrows and said cheerfully: "It turns out he is a weapon refiner. Okay, I'll attack you first."

As he said that, with a thought in his mind, he started to operate the thunder method again, so that the pale golden qi flow in his body gradually transformed into strands of thunder, condensing in the palm of his hand.

The thunder arc appeared purple-red, and just a trace revealed a heart-stopping fluctuation. At this moment, more and more people gathered, almost condensing into a ball of lightning, and the purple-red color also began to turn into a complete crimson!
The next moment, Zhang Taichu stretched out a palm, pointing at Yuan Tao in the distance, the blood-red palm thunder that was condensed also erupted at this moment, without any pause, it ruthlessly smashed on the area outside Yuan Tao's body. Above eight layers of shields.

The bloody thunder was like a spear, piercing through the layers of shields, like piercing a shredded paper shell, and then went straight through Yuan Tao's body.

Immediately afterwards, it passed through the idiot's body behind, and went to the distance without stopping, destroying all the plants, trees and rocks along the way, until it flew far away into the sky, before it turned into a red streamer and exploded!

But at the same place, Yuan Tao could only hear the sound of the eight protective magic weapons exploding in his ears almost at the same time. Immediately afterwards, the pupils in his eyes were blurred and he lost consciousness. The next moment, his body exploded and turned into ashes. .

The idiot behind him also ends up in the same way, the only difference is that his body turns into a little more dust than his master.

Having dealt with two more people, Zhang Taichu turned his gaze, looked at Gao Ning and Dou Mei who were trembling to the point of convulsions, and were so frightened that they couldn't even speak. Dao palmed thunder and sent them on their way.

After doing this, there was still no more expression on Zhang Taichu's face. In his eyes, these people were no different from the first iron fist man with a short head who attacked him. They were all like ants, no difference.

But at this moment, there was another faint movement in the distant woods.

"Lingyu's voice, and another girl's cry?"

Hearing the voice of "Ahhhhh", Zhang Taichu's eyes lit up, and a strange smile appeared on his face, wondering if the apprentice was flirting with that Xia He?

So he coughed twice, turned around, and said cheerfully to Lu Jin, who had some complicated emotions on his face: "I said, Old Lu, you can go back by yourself later. I have to go see my precious disciple."

With that said, Zhang Taichu jumped up and disappeared.

There was only one Lu Jin left, wrinkled his old face, and touched the two hot slap marks on his face.

After a long time, he murmured: "Now I can hold up two palms without falling. Compared with back then, I have indeed made a lot of progress."

Thinking of this, a strange sense of accomplishment rose in his heart?
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at the same time.

the other side.

Zhang Taichu moved among the tree crowns and soon approached the place where his disciple heard the noise.

"No, why is there such a strong Yang Lei Qi machine?" He muttered to himself, doubts appearing in his mind.

Thinking about the two dolls, Lingyu and Xiahe, could it be that they like to use rough methods to flirt, such as whipping with a thunder whip?
But then, there was a woman's miserable howl and Zhang Lingyu's voice.

"Wow! Zhang Lingyu, it feels so good, isn't it? Come on, I don't even want my life today. If you have the ability, just use this Yang Lei to beat me to death!"

"Xia He, I've said it many times, don't make trouble anymore!"

"I don't care, just keep smoking if you have the ability!"

"Okay, you said it yourself!"

"Ah ah ah..."

"..."

Listening to the conversation between the two little dolls, Zhang Taichu's expression became more and more weird.

The situation seemed a little wrong with what he expected!
Thinking of this, Zhang Taichu quickened his pace, and quickly approached the scene. The scene he saw made him unable to help but twitch his mouth.

I saw it in the slightly empty woods.

Zhang Lingyu's whole body was filled with the majesty of Yang Lei. His white robe was stained with dust from the ground. His face and eyes were filled with thunderous light, and he was menacing.

It is worth mentioning that on the flushed cheeks, there are still a few obvious marks of red lips.

Opposite him, there is also a pink-haired woman with an exquisite figure, who must be Xia He.

It's just that Xia He's appearance is really unbearable to look at. His delicate face is now covered in burnt black patches, and his pink hair is standing upright like corn silk.

The pink T-shirt and denim shorts were also covered in mud, looking like refugees who escaped from the explosion.

At this time, the two sides were still fighting "fiercely".

That Xia He kept rushing towards Zhang Lingyu, either locking his head, wrapping his arms around his waist, or using a crossbar, dragging the opponent into ground combat - close combat every time.

As for Zhang Lingyu, he mercilessly threw out one after another of Yang Lei, screaming at the other party, but before breaking free two steps, Xia He dragged him to the ground again.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Taichu's mouth twitched. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the two dolls were fighting each other, or trying to play something interesting.

Thinking of this, he thought for a while, coughed, jumped down from the canopy, and stepped into the arena.

"Ahem, disciple, what are you doing?" Zhang Taichu asked with his head held high and his hands behind his back, pretending to be puzzled.

But Zhang Lingyu, who saw his master suddenly appeared, his eyes trembled, and he immediately broke free from the two long legs that clamped his neck, got up from the ground with hands and feet, looked at Zhang Taichu and said in a panic: "Master, master!" ,I."

For a moment, Zhang Lingyu's words were incoherent, her face flushed even more, her lowered palms trembled, and she didn't know how to explain it.

And behind him, the moment Xia He got up, he suddenly jumped up, passed Zhang Lingyu in an instant, and took off his gloves at the same time, intending to slap Zhang Taichu!

The mutation happened suddenly.

Then, when Xia He's palm approached three inches in front of Zhang Taichu, he suddenly stopped.

At this moment, Xia He's eyes tightened, his body trembled, and he could only feel the existence in front of him exuding a sense of vast oppression, as if he was on another level, overlooking the common people.

In her heart, even that tempting thought disappeared at this moment!
And Zhang Lingyu, who was able to react, also roared anxiously at this moment: "Xia He, what are you doing, are you looking for death?!"

Seeing this, Zhang Taichu cheerfully said: "Okay, you boy, if you really want this little girl to die, you would have done it long ago."

As he said that, he lowered his head again and looked at the frozen Xia He: "Little girl, what, do you still want to continue to attack?"

(End of this chapter)