Black Wizard Zhu Peng

The same holds the Dan, but Dan and Dan are different.

Buddhism called relics, Laozi said golden pill, and Confucianism said it was awe-inspiring. It doesn’t matter to the earth in the 21st century empty demons environment. Holding pill means holding pill strength. The difference in appearance is extremely subtle. However, there is a fundamental difference after all. .

When the external environment changes drastically, this apparent difference gradually becomes obvious.

In the era of the wizarding world, practitioners who believe in Buddhism find that they have more advantages in defensive and physical training. Arhats are more likely to have a strong body during the practice process and gain infinite physical bodies.

The Golden Core Cultivator who is biased towards Taoism has the most coordinated Qi and the most harmonious unity of the spirit and the body under the cultivation of life. This leads to a long and prosperous, healing while beating, claiming to have infinite strength and consumption first!

In the Chinese Samurai Association, the representative of Buddhism is of course the future bright Buddha Fuhui in the hands of the eight masters, and the representative of Taoism is the mind-reading ghost Li Daoman and the guarding sword Xu Baishan.

The representative figure of Confucianism is Liu Jinghong, the Sword Sage of Gale, who has an eleven-room concubine and enjoys the blessings of the world. Han Fangxue, who is related to Liu Jinghong’s cousin, also leans towards Confucianism, just like the Fiery King Iron Slave. Like Buddhism, Confucian cultivators have the most advantages in the two aspects of "thick accumulation" and "throughput" after holding alchemy. They are known as powerful and profound, and sweep out the vast sea with one sword.

Of course, this classification is only an advantage of relative tendencies. Buddhist masters may not necessarily have weak minds and spirits. Daoist masters may not necessarily lack incomparable strong people, and Confucian masters may not necessarily be unable to achieve results in strong physique... The most striking example is Li Jingxuan, an all-inclusive miscellaneous.

Li Jingxuan used her physical strength to overwhelm Fuhui and Tie Nu, and used her profound sword skills to defeat Li Daoman and Xu Baishan, and then forcefully overwhelm Liu Jinghong with a terrifying and terrifying aura, saying that the Chinese Samurai Association is equally famous. The eight masters, in fact, the first place to beat the remaining seven.

If it is a life-and-death fight, it is very difficult to say whether the second to eighth place can fight Li Jingxuan.

It’s just that many forces in the Wizard City don’t know the blindness of the Chinese people. Seeing that Li Jingxuan is so fierce that he has almost no friends, he instinctively has a certain degree of jealousy for the seven masters behind him: they could not even dream of it. Seven of the so-called "eight masters of the Chinese Samurai Association" are actually used to make up the scene.

Although Li Jing’s Xuanwu martial arts are mixed, it’s hard to say that he is a master of magic sect... It can only be said that he is a miscellaneous family. In fact, Li Jingxuan was originally from the Hongmen Zhi Gong Party, a typical social man, and ordinary people don’t say much. …Axiom is often embarrassing in front of power.

In the underground prison of the Chinese Warrior Association of Wizard City, Zhu Peng met the white alchemist Pusi.

After meeting each other's spirits, Zhu Peng tasted it, and felt that Pusi's Dan Jin tasted wrong, and had a taste that seemed like a god.

It’s as if everyone’s hugs are round and bright, but the hugs in front of them are prismatic and the color is not right. Zhu Peng reasoned that Pusi was born in Catholicism and believed in Christ. What **** did was not to despise others, but to value religious martial arts in this vein.

Any martial arts system has gradually risen to the realm of training the mind from just training the body. In the age of earth civilization, from 1096 to 1291, Islamic civilization and Christian civilization collided and fought for two centuries. The martial arts techniques refined in this process were terrifying.

Especially in front of Pusi who learned Chinese and Western skills, he was promoted to Taoist Wonderland in boxing martial arts. Zhu Peng even had the idea of ​​anatomy and research after capturing the opponent. This idea scared him himself. After a jump, quickly dismissed...Zhu Peng didn't know that as time passed, he would go deeper and deeper in the wizarding road, and thoughts like this would become more and more, and finally become a reality.

At this time, the entire soul-bound green grassland illusion turned over and began to change into the form of night, cloudy wind, wasteland and ancient battlefield.

Back then, this realm card initially had the effect of a whiteboard card. As time went by, or the blood sacrifice of battle, it gradually turned into a blue card effect, and it is now normal.

When the entire green grassland fantasy realm just unfolded, it was a dark blue card effect. When the night fell, the wind whistling, the wasteland spread, and the ancient battlefield faintly killed and felled roar, the entire fantasy realm gradually became the blessing effect of golden cards.

At the beginning, Pusey didn't know what his psychology was. He still subconsciously procrastinated for time. However, as time went by, the old white alchemist found that the surrounding environment became more and more terrifying against himself.

Although the grass under his feet would grow and entangle himself, for the alchemist, he broke away with a slight effort. However, when the night and the dead wasteland spread out, a rotten hand stretched out under the earth, and his ears There were images of ghosts and Shura-like roars.

Finally realized that the more time he procrastinated, the more there was no way to survive.

Huh!

Pusi finally took the lead. He squatted and exerted strength with his feet, and his whole body faintly spread a circle of ripples around, showing tremendous power.

At the next moment, his body dashed towards Zhu Peng like an arrow from the string.

Ok! ?

Just when the opponent's breath exploded, Zhu Peng immediately noticed something wrong.

Vaguely, the spirit of Pusi's boxing spirit hibernates and burns like a huge red flame. The brilliance of the flame is very sacred and solemn, with a taste like a gorgeous hymn. This is the spirit of boxing that is closely related to religion. , But although Zhu Peng didn't understand much about the religion of Christ Jesus, he also felt the strangeness of the opponent's boxing.

Between this surprise, Pusi had already passed the spatial distance in an instant.

The white alchemist's arms even showed orange-red flames on many orifice points around his body. After that, his arms entangled like a snake, pointing like a letter, covering Zhu Peng's face, throat, and chest. Many big holes in the middle and so on, a strong offensive erupted in an instant!

His hands move like a snake hissing sound, and the strength he emits condenses the flames and fire snakes to split the air, kill Zhu Peng, and make a single move. It has both form, spirit and meaning, fierce and brutal.

At the same time, the powerful breath carried a blazing flame, and Zhu Peng's mouth and nose even smelled the scent of sulfur and lava, and it enveloped Pucci's body and accompanied his arms to shoot out fiery flames. The strange power of the human soul.

(This smell... Devil? No, it's the devil!)

Facing the snake-like fists of Pusi, he displayed an offensive that resembled the bite of a hellfire snake.

Zhu Peng's horse stride is steady and steady. The blood in his body is running, his skin is black and the palms of his hands are painted with symbols, the inside and the outside are united, and the physical strength is burst in an instant, with both fists out, the strength is infinite : The thunderbolt falls for nine days!

Leaning forward, progressing to attack, at this moment, the double fists resembled a blue dragon rushing out of the water, smashing straight and hitting directly. Behind him, the two girls, Liu Sheng Suyue and Park Hye-hee, only felt that there was a violent burst of crimson red light in front of them. As they squinted slightly, the prestigious white alchemist Pusi of the Chinese Samurai Association was like a Zhu Peng fisted like a cannonball and flew out.

The old white man flew upside down and smashed to the ground after rolling out for a long time before he stood up fiercely, but his face became paler, the blue ghost fire in his eyes had more vivid eyes, but his arms trembled slightly.

"It turns out that it is not the Catholic Church of Christ Jesus... No, you really have the smell of hymns. You first believed in religion, then apostasy, and finally turned to the devil of hell... What is the name of your fighting qi martial arts?"

"...Hell hymn...the abyss invasion, countless deaths, no gods have seen, but **** is closer to us, if so, then ask the devil in **** for strength, why am I wrong?" With such words, the blazing flames of Pusi's hellfire burned more and more vigorously, and even spread madly, making him look like a burning fireman.

At this moment, he also knew that facing a terrifying and powerful enemy he had only seen in his life, he was already volatizing his own strength regardless of his own death, and at least he had to pull the opponent in front of him on the road.

"...This kind of mind, how did you succeed in holding pill? The devil who traded with you helped you? No wonder Mr. Li sent Monk Fuhui to arrest you, he really defeated you very fiercely."

Speaking softly, strolling forward, but his body broke through the black mist that was enveloped in the surroundings, in the eyes of the white alchemist, the aura and coercion on the opposite man became more and more terrifying Shen Xiong:

The powerful, invincible, and vast artistic conception spreads, reaching the realm he can't imagine. In a trance, it was like watching an ancient giant slowly walk out of the mist, and the tiny manpower seemed to be unable to compete with it.

"It's no wonder that Mr. Li doesn't agree with you leftover seeds in my heart. Relying on mountains and landslides, on water, on everyone's running... Rely on God in the face of disasters? When God does not come, he will immediately switch to the devil, but it is true. Very typical Western-style thinking."

"In your mythology, fire is bestowed by God, or some **** (Prometheus) stole it for you, and in our history, fire is our ancestors This is the difference. In the face of the Doomsday Flood, you escaped in Noah’s Ark and gave up the tribe on the ground to survive only by yourself. In our history, Dayu’s control of the water three times never entered the house. Dedicated all our lives to cure the flood, so we made him king. In your mythology, the gods are supreme and possess absolute power and infinite power. Throughout the world, only our ancestors dared to say Kuafu Chasing the Sun , Jingwei reclaimed the sea and Houyi shot the sun."

"Our ancestors have taught us since ancient times... Whoever bullies us, can't persuade, just be positive, I can lose or die, but if we don’t die in one day, the struggle will not end. We compare with you... ...Never surrender." When Zhu Peng roared to the last sentence, Pusi was filled with great fear, and he felt as if he saw the man walking slowly in front of him, and his whole body was burning and forming a head. The huge winged giant tiger, with its ferocious appearance, seemed to choose someone to eat.

The lacquer black seemed to have been spilt with ink, and the slender hands overlapped again, and they stood up. It looked like the "wind and rain" in the Taoist Yangping seal, but the gestures were slightly different.

Zhu Peng took this momentum not to call the wind and rain, but to cure the flood of the river, the two ring fingers turned outwards, aroused, and finally formed a heavy and huge tripod seal.

Once the fist and the seal were formed, Zhu Peng's eyes burst into a terrifying brilliance.

The ancient chaotic giant gradually shrouded a layer of solemnity, gradually becoming clearer and more and more terrifying... It was like, like the emperor Yu who did not enter the house for the people of the world in the ancient times.

"...It's almost like killing a chicken with a dragon knife. Is it necessary?"

At the moment when Zhu Peng's body is like electricity, striding forward, the cyclone around his body frantically swirls around as if riding the wind. Among the two girls behind him, the Japanese girl Yanagi Mizutsuki couldn't bear the pressure of the spill. She groaned softly, relieving her unbearable mental pressure by speaking.

"This is the so-called super genius. We ordinary people want to break through the bottleneck. We need to find a master who is evenly matched or even stronger with ourselves, and appreciate the horror of wandering between life and death, in order to stimulate the potential to explode martial arts, and even realize the higher one. Boxing skills...but some people have deep roots and fight against masters of the same level or even worse than their own. When the spirit is raised to a certain level, they can also transform into boxing, but Brother Zhu's martial arts qualifications are indeed against the sky. I heard that he I am still a virgin who cultivates pure Yang Qigong. If I double practice with him, I might gain a lot of martial arts experience. I can make up for my lack of aptitude under dual practice and mutual help, and I have stepped into the realm of Dan Taoist immortal." The small round-faced Korean girl Park Hye-hee, As she spoke, she put her hands on her chest, with a very shy look on her face.

(Hey hey hey, you little Sao Hoozi said what was in his heart.) With the appearance of Park Hye-hee, Liu Sheng Shui Yue was inexplicably upset.

"God knows what he thinks. With such a heaven-defying martial arts qualification, you have to learn some wizard, with the body of a martial artist, and you have to act like a wizard. Isn't it idle?"

"No matter how high the martial arts, you can only be a bodyguard next to the great wizard. Now is the age of wizards. The demi-god wizards control the slave army with soul wizardry, invade other worlds, and even build a forbidden curse that is as powerful as a nuclear bomb. An extraordinary wizard alone can control a world of planes and manipulate hundreds of millions of beings...All aspects of professional gaps, these advantages are not available to pure martial arts. Woo, Brother Zhu also has the qualifications of a wizard, I really want to be a part-time wizard too. , It’s a pity that I’m a mudblood, and I can’t accumulate a hundred points of spiritual power for a first-class wizard apprentice in a lifetime of meditation.” Park Hyexi Barabara said, holding both hands on his chest, watching the man known as the “iron-winged flying tiger” completely Suppressing the opponent's toughness and heroic posture, Chunxin's sprouting heart is almost burning.

And Liu Sheng Shuiyue felt more and more that he despised the little **** around him, wondering why the shrewd and capable self was assigned here by his superiors to perform tasks with the little Korean **** in front of him.

Liu Sheng Shuiyue may not be able to guess in this life. The entire Chinese warrior will be enthusiastic about Zhu Peng's lifelong issues. It may be Li Jingxuan, who seems to the outside world to "see the head but not the end, and people never say much."

After Zhu Peng succeeded in embracing the pill, there was no double monk. This made Mr. Li, who cared very much about the Chinese heritage, wanted to personally take the boy up, tie it up and lock it in a small black room, and let the senior women of the Chinese Samurai Association Boxers took turns to breed piglets to ensure that the inheritance was already a unique Lv Zu inheritance.

Fortunately, finally Li Jingxuan still maintained the final sanity, and everything was complicated, and it was indeed too busy that he didn't take it personally...otherwise Zhu Peng, ha ha.

Rumble!

Fist and fist clash, accompanied by a dull thunderous thunderous sound.

The huge air current circulated and collided, and Zhu Peng stepped on the footsteps that looked like the arc-shaped steps of Tai Chi, and also like the extremely powerful footwork of Taizu Changquan beast head punching fists, chasing and killing the retreating Pusi all the way.

Rumble!

A series of heavy fists like a tripod slammed down on Pusi's defensive arms.

The four arms fisted, collided, collided with each other, and the force deepened, and the lead belt exploded with a sound like a violent impact of steel.

The two punches touched once again, and Pusi kicked and kicked, his body retreated a dozen steps, and his eyes flashed with unbelievable light of fear.

The vindictive flame of Hell Hymn has the effect of scorching the soul. It is certainly unfavorable to deal with low-level opponents. Even if it is used to fight against opponents stronger than oneself, it can also be accumulated to make the opponent's internal fire flourish and eventually self-immolate. .

If it weren’t really so insidious, why bother to sell the ownership of his soul after death to the devil in hell, he still has the basic common sense, but the whole earth enters the post-wizard era, and various ways of extending human life are endless. Even ordinary people live for one or two hundred years, not to mention him.

However, Pusi did not expect such a powerful hellfire to corrode his soul. This powerful flame gradually made him unable to control his emotions. In the end, he killed several disciples of the Chinese Samurai Association. When he committed a crime and wanted to run away. After being touched by the future Guangming Buddha Fuhui, and from martial arts to fighting qi, the opponent was conquered to death, was captured alive and thrown into this prison.

When facing Zhu Peng, he saw Liu Sheng Suyue and Park Hye-hee who were following him. Pousy was still happy in his heart, trying to surprise the two girls with insufficient skills, and then injured each other while Zhu Peng rescued, and captured them. He finally escaped from birth... But at this moment, the old white man found sadly that under the fists of this young man, it was hard for him to survive his exhaustion, let alone to separate his energy to raid others.

In fact, Pusi’s "Hell Hymn" fighting qi special effects are indeed very powerful, but first they were completely restrained by Fuhui’s Luohan Jin body. At this moment, they encountered the claw skill of using pure Yang internal power and turning the iron sand palm and green devil claws. Zhu Peng at the pinnacle level.

Especially Zhu Peng, even if he practiced horizontally, before he had the golden core talisman, he had to be afraid of being contaminated with **** flames that eroded the body and soul. However, after possessing the golden core talisman, Zhu Peng passively increased his defense. 1.86 times, almost double the increase... This is not yet considered the blessing effect of the natural defense field.

As a result, at this moment, Zhu Peng did not feel any special effects of the grudge "Hell's Anthem" that Pusey sold his soul in exchange for.

With chaotic fist attack and killing, with all his heart to pay, at this moment Zhu Peng forgot everything, and completely released all his thoughts from his fist skills: it seems like a giant flying tiger, proudly roaring into the wind!

His boxing skills are getting more and more fierce~www.readwn.com~ Every time Pusey steps back to block the gate of the fist, Zhu Peng closely follows the pounce and strikes and kills.

During this retreat, Zhu Peng's fists were as heavy as a tripod, but Pusi was unable to retreat and exhausted his strength. In the final pair of fists, Zhu Peng abruptly defeated the white alchemist. The block, hitting his chest, instantly blasted all his vitality.

The flames from the devil of **** rose from Pusi's body and burned his entire body, but it was unable to break through the natural defensive force field spread by Zhu Peng's body.

"Haha... I betrayed my soul, what did I do for it? Oh... I am willing." With these words, Pusi's whole body burned into flying ashes in the sky, but the suddenly exuberant **** fire Fettered by the surrounding realm, the entire desperate corpse that has developed to the extreme shrank suddenly, and finally appeared in front of Zhu Peng, Liu Sheng Shui Yue, and Park Hyexi in the prison, in the center of the magic array just drawn, above the cards. There is a crystal stone burning like flames.

"Huh? Didn't Pusey say that he made a contract with the devil, and the soul will be taken away by the devil after death? What's the rest?" Liu Sheng Shuiyue asked suspiciously, looking at everything in front of him.

"I thought it was a waste of work, but I didn't expect that there would be gains... It may be that in the contract that Pusi Dan entered with the **** devil, there are some conditions that the devil has not fulfilled, so even if he is dead, the **** contract It can't take effect either. This kind of example is not without it." Zhu Peng squatted down, picked up the card and spar, and put it away. When touching the condensed blood and soul spar, Zhu Peng felt a certain threat in his keen mind, but this caused a sneer on his mouth.

(It turns out that... I fell in love with my soul, which is really interesting.) [.]

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