Black Wizard Zhu Peng

No matter how high martial arts is, one brick will fall.

When the earth is civilized in the 21st century, if martial arts fail to reach the realm of alchemy, there is a chance of losing to ordinary people. At that time, the mainland army invited well-known martial artists to communicate within the army almost every year, but even if most martial artists had real skills, they were often bruised by the "robots" in the army, and they were defeated. Kung fu is higher than others, but in actual combat, it is impossible to beat them. This is a very helpless thing.

Since the beginning of the Wizarding Era, this situation has become more common among professionals. A second- and third-tier summoner may be put to death by a set of skills directly behind the assassin, and may not even have the opportunity to open his mouth, let alone Said it was a spell. This kind of situation is generally not present in the legendary rank, but in fact, it is still a problem of probability. Zhu Peng has seen a case before: a third-order legendary fighter named "Tornado·Blizzard·Chen" was in a mess. He was stabbed to death by an alien child cub in the circumstance. This buddy crawled out of a sea of ​​blood from a mountain of corpses. The chance of him being killed by an ordinary person is as if someone was hit by a few millionths. Like the Superenalotto, the odds are small, but there is still a chance after all.

Zhu Peng is a pure young boy with a golden bell, an iron cloth shirt, and the thirteenth Taibao horizontal training. It stands to reason that he is covered with copper skin and iron bones. Lianjiazi’s armed attacks cannot be stopped. Ordinary people use ordinary weapons in theory. He shouldn't be hurt. But in fact, being stabbed on a hard work cover by others is a dead word. What Zhu Peng really relies on to save his life is the Taoist mind-refining technique inherited from the sect. This secret technique allows him to keep his mind sharp in most situations. Instead of relying solely on that one who has worked hard to develop a strong physique.

Realm returns to realm, actual combat is actual combat.

A high level means that you have a relative advantage in combat, but it does not mean that you will definitely win and survive in actual combat. Among all the professionals in the wizarding world, the only wizard professional has almost absolute advantage and aloof status. The talent defense field rooted in the mind of the meditation is too strong, and almost no professional can force it before the wizard completes a spell. Break through the talent defensive field of wizards of the same rank.

Except for wizards, all other professionals are fighting for their lives in a certain sense and are equal to each other. Only professionals who reach the legendary rank will have a greater advantage. When they reach the fifth rank, they are no longer normal life forms. The energy is reversed into the flesh, or it is simply that compared to the ordinary things. Bad is indestructible, it doesn’t matter whether it’s just beheading and exploding. Energy life forms, energy is endless, and life does not die.

This is the wizarding world that Zhu Peng currently understands. As he goes up to the fifth level, he has no idea what the situation is. It's like climbing a mountain. You don't even know what it is before you reach the peak in sight. There are not other mountains that are taller than the one you can see.

...Two weeks after meeting that woman...

Zhu Peng was sitting on a dilapidated ruined floor. There were many wounds on his body. One or two of them even had to be bandaged. However, he was playing with the soul spar with one hand, and the whole person was reading through the dark night. The temperament at this time is gentle and serene.

When killing people, he was like a monster rushing out of the abyss of purgatory, terrifying, **** and terrifying. When he was studying quietly, he was a true scholar and wizard, and he was focused and peaceful.

The book in his hand and the soul spar filled with burning flames came from a Tier 1 summoner. Zhu Peng’s assassinations basically broke out for a short time and then retreated immediately, so let alone most of the failures, Even if it is successful, there are not many opportunities to use the "soul trap" to capture the soul, only this first-order summoner, when Zhu Peng lurked in to assassinate him, he was doing experiments in the room because of the secret and quietness there, so The news that he has died may not have been spread yet. Because of the ample time, Zhu Peng took his soul and took away his collection of books.

However, that battle was not at all easy. It can only be said that he was a spellcaster who dared not to bring followers and found a place to experiment by himself. He just summoned an unknown fierce demon from the pot, looking like a sea beast. In general, the actual combat is even stronger than Zhu Peng, he is not afraid of death, and is extremely fierce. If Zhu Peng crossed it in time to forcibly kill the summoner, I am afraid that it would be impossible to retreat.

Flipping through the illustration book, slowly, Zhu Peng finally found what he was looking for. On the illustration book, there is indeed a monster that must be borrowed from water, but the actual combat ability is surprisingly amazing:

Rotten Water Ghost: Dark is a Tier 2 life form, formed by dead and hostile life in the water. It is strong offensive and defensive. Although it can go ashore, it has the most powerful force in the water.

Note: Not only humans, even other aquatic creatures, after experiencing great suffering, may become rotten water ghosts. And it is stronger than human beings, and often possesses strong second-order power.

"The end I encountered should be formed by some unknown aquatic creature. It is powerful and hostile. It seems that the whole body is surrounded by a negative energy field... Hmph, shadows, dead spirits, summons, those who are good at these spells. People came to Jinling at this time and said it wasn't for the black wizard to sacrifice. That would be too coincidental." At this point, Zhu Peng suddenly shut up and stopped, his ears trembled slightly, and the next moment he went to the balcony. Looking down, I saw several cars parked in hidden corners, and one of them rushed out with a dagger upside down, who was not the bearded guard who had just met today.

"It's really fast to chase. Yeah, if the master is dead, if they can't kill me, they will have to bury me in the end." Zhu Peng returned to the house and reinstalled pieces of equipment on his body on the ground. He slightly Exhale, such continuous escapes and fights, it is impossible to say that there is no sense of fatigue and fatigue, but the hostility that has accumulated in my heart after seeing the woman is also vented, otherwise the air will remain in my heart for a long time, Qi must produce blood stasis and gradually deteriorate.

Ten minutes later, the sound of shouting and fighting with weapons resounded through the entire dark and opaque building. Fortunately, there are no other people in this building now. Blood, death, and even people are constantly being forced out of the broken window. He fell straight downstairs and died.

That’s all. The bearded guard Hetu turned into a giant walking wolf. He could say that he was holding a dagger upside down, and he was struggling with the black-haired and black-eyed man, Zhu Peng. He stomped on the ground and stepped on the handrails of the stairs from time to time to jump up. With the traps laid in advance and his familiarity with the terrain, he sometimes wielded javelins and wielded two-handed epees, almost turning the entire family building into a **** killing field. field. But when the beastized Hetu was able to kill Xingxing, from time to time, he slashed and overturned his companions in front of him. The wolf's body was still bloodied and burned by ice and fire, but he was even more agitated.

The two entangled and fought faster and faster. In the end, Hetu's subordinates couldn't keep up and were unwilling to follow. After all, they were afraid of death. Unlike the two above, one was determined to revenge and also beast-blooded. Using Taoist Mind Refining Techniques to temper their character, these two people are both capable of exerting their respective physical strength to a certain extreme. They will never appear like ordinary fighters. Just overcoming fear, fear, and other negative emotions has already consumed most of them. In the state of energy, they can safely put the power of body and mind into the battle and give full play to it. With a bang, Zhu Peng, whose muscles were undulating and swelling, was held by a strong black wolf and smashed out of the window. Ordinary people jumped down from almost the top floor of the tall building. I am afraid that they were already scared to death before they fell. The individual is still entangled and killed in the half, boom...

The black shadow fell on the roof of a car with the explosion sound, and the huge inertial impact directly smashed the roof and collapsed. The red blood plasma spread out, Zhu Peng's swollen muscles subsided, and his sweat collapsed. The snake-shaped dagger in his hand was inserted into the neck of the strong black wolf, and the blade almost cut off most of its neck bone.

Black snake-shaped dagger:

Enchanting: life stealing, power bonus

It wasn't too much, but a precious vitality was transmitted to Zhu Peng through the dagger, letting him breathe for a while and then eased a little, then rolled over and rolled off the roof.

(In the future, remember that the life structure of a werewolf is different from that of ordinary humans. Even if the tear penetrates the vital point, they can maintain the strength of a near-death blow in a short time... In addition, you have to take time to learn to drive. You can only run with your legs, which is really miserable.) Taking a look at the remaining warriors who are running out of the building, Zhu Peng did not choose to kill them all, but slammed a nearby car tire and ran into the distance. The wounded were different. The more Zhu Peng ran at a certain speed, the better his physical condition was. It was not that the samurai behind him could not be killed, but that he had to run away. If they were not chasing closely, it didn’t matter if they were killed or not. It must not consume that time and physical energy on them.

When he hurried all the way to a bridge, Zhu Peng’s physical condition had eased a lot. The samurai behind him fell behind one by one without Hetu’s leadership. After all, they could still choose to go desperate, although they could kill the assassin. The punishment is reduced, but the assassin in front of them obviously can't kill them. It's better to step back and go to each other. Although the chase order from the wizard is terrifying, the wizard world is too big after all, and the followers are not mortal in rebelling and fleeing.

Slowly walking onto the bridge, Zhu Peng felt that the spirit of those behind him had dispersed, so he didn't run away.

He walked up the bridge step by step with his hands in his waist. The dark night, the rolling river under the bridge, contained countless corpses, humans and demons, so no matter what the original name of the river was, it was now The people of Jinling call it the floating corpse river, and this big iron bridge is also the floating corpse bridge.

On the floating corpse bridge, there is a tall and strong man standing in the center with his hands on his back, a thick and giant sword obliquely inserted in the center of the bridge. Just looking at it, he can feel the wailing of countless souls. The gloomy, desperate, and extremely resentful will diffused.

And besides the man and the giant epee, there was a girl with short blond hair standing beside her. She seemed to be a mixture of East and West. Her delicate and innocent face revealed a seductive sexy. The women's suit folded her arms and smiled as she watched Zhu Peng walk up the bridge step by step. The girl's slightly narrowed crescent eyes revealed a feminine and vicious snakelike eyes.

......Dark Thunder Octopus Fist VS Light Dark Sky Thunder...

"Brother, the little girl next to you is Japanese? And obviously a diehard trained in Japanese orthodox ninjutsu. When you usually sleep with her, are you afraid that it will suddenly bite you?" Zhu Peng walked onto the iron bridge. As soon as I saw this posture in front of me, I knew that I was in danger this time. However, no matter how he changed in his heart, he smiled freely on the surface, and the beautiful girl with short blond hair changed his expression and temperament with one mouth.

"Japanese girls, Li Jingxuan can afford to play, but he can't do it?"

Xiao Pojun slowly turned around, and was stuck on the final step of Zhu Peng. The Chinese martial arts masters were limited to the low magic planes. Even the Dan realm masters were mortal wombs, so they were the most taboo to put their backs on. The empty door is exposed to the opponent: don’t jump, you don’t jump, you don’t see your back, these are the three iron rules of martial arts fighting. Occasionally, some secret tricks can break through the routine, but the mainstream will not change.

Every movement of Xiao Pojun's turning around was as precise as it was measured with a surveying tool. When he turned around, he was stuck at the point where Zhu Peng took the assault. After this point, Zhu Peng said nothing. Speaking of direct assault, he would suffer. Before this point, he turned around to show that he had no confidence in his heart. Only with this not bad precision, did he show his intention to cultivate to a very high level and control his body to a very sophisticated level. degree.

An Jin Kung Fu is the control of mind and intention, and Xiao Pojun's mind control displayed at this time, let alone an An Jin boxer, it is hard to say whether an ordinary level of Hua Jin boxer can achieve it.

And the moment Xiao Pojun turned around, there were visible dark blood thunders tumbling and jumping around him. This is obviously a kind of powerful and domineering fighting qigong practice to a deep level. It is different from Zhu Peng who just comprehends and then gathers energy particles with mental power to make tricks. Use, Xiao Pojun is a real practice. There are a large number of energy particles of fighting energy gathered inside and outside of the body. It is transported like an arm, and the combat power is exaggerated without being hit... The original eight-pole boxing method, which is originally known for its fierceness and intrepidity, is matched with the tyrannical and terrifying dark thunder. The anger was devastated, and Zhu Peng felt that he wanted to vomit blood before he even started fighting.

"Chun Yang Wuji, Zhu Peng of Wudang Chunyang School, right? I am Xiao Pojun. I am here to take your life for the future position of the Chinese Samurai Association." Xiao Pojun did not hide it, and opened his mouth to kill him. The reason was said, and what brought the opponent was like the pressure of a dark thunder rolling in the sky.

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