Super Master System

Huhu!

The dense and flickering shadows of fists, like a huge wave on the sea, whizzed towards the ancient clock.

under pressure? ? This is not enough.

With a move towards Yunchang, Zhuang Wufeng was not idle either. He walked up quickly, and the spirit energy condensed in his palms blasted towards the ancient clock from different directions.

call out! call out!

The two powerful energies turned into sharp blades that could tear the air. Hit the door of the ancient clock.

This is one of Zhuang Hanliang's best martial arts, although the level is not very high, but it is also quite rare spiritual power type martial arts! After using the cultivation base of his Yuan Lingjing, his power will definitely doubled.

boom! boom! boom!

Bang!

Bang!

The densely packed fist prints first arrived in front of the ancient clock, and under the energy explosion, a cloud of mist was immediately alarmed, and the two sharp blades that followed immediately rolled up the dust that covered the sky!

"hiss!"

The soldiers onlookers in the distance gasped.

If this kind of power is placed on the battlefield, there is nothing for them. To put it bluntly, ordinary soldiers like them, in front of the warriors, just need to be cannon fodder.

At this time, Wang Wei, the gold medal guard who had been hiding in the dark, also moved. He appeared behind the ancient clock at the speed of the wind, with a dazzling light from his hand, and stabled towards the back of the ancient clock's neck.

The tutors who watched the battle on the tower shook their heads. The ancient head was truly embarrassed. There were three Yuanling realm warriors around him, and soldiers led by Tao Yuanyu sneered watching the battle.

They wanted to rush out for rescue, but this was an irrational behavior, not to mention, with their strength, even if they went, it would be difficult to rescue Gu Zhong.

However, even though they knew that Gu Zhong could kill Zhuang Hanliang, Miao Hui, or even the master of the Yuan Ling realm just now, the overall strength must not be as simple as the peak of the Destroying Realm on the surface.

But it's not easy for you, you still have to follow the laws of nature, and you have to be restricted by the level of the martial artist, a martial artist in the law-killing state, how can he fight against the three yuan spirit state martial arts? ?

What fate? ! But what made them more curious was that the inner and outer disciples of the Cangshan School who had always respected the ancient clock were indifferent to seeing such a scene.

Especially the one standing in the front, the woman with the same length as the first three Puritan leaders, seemed very happy to see the scene of the ancient bell being besieged, her small mouth bends into a high arc, this is an ancient palm. The door is dead.

I heard that the leader of the Three Puritanism and the ancient leader had a festival before, isn't this the leader Gu himself? ? Otherwise, what a grudge, smiling so blatantly.

gradually.

The dust dissipated.

Several instructors no longer dared to look at the scene below. However, in the dissipated smoke, Gu Zhong's figure gradually appeared, his gaze stayed on that handsome face, and his star-like eyes would blink.

The fingers were still moving, looking up and down, there were no wounds, no bleeding, no injuries.

Ma! Everyone exclaimed! Several instructors also looked at each other with surprise.

Even if the ancient head is already strong enough to resist the bombardment from below, he would have to break a few holes in his clothes and lose a few hairs. Now it seems that there is nothing wrong with it!

call!

A gust of wind dissipated the light mist, and it was clear that Gu Zhong was dressed in white, slender and dusty, with a faint silver light shining from his body, holding a rocking fan with landscape paintings, and he looked like a handsome young man.

"This……"

Zhuang Wufeng and Xiang Yunchang were also stunned. what happened? ! Their attack has clearly fallen on Gu Zhong, and Wang Wei, isn't it also close? ?

Looking closely, Wang Wei was still standing behind the ancient clock, holding a small dagger blessed with a magic core, piercing the back of the ancient clock's neck, but between the tip of the knife and the ancient clock, there was a faint The ray of light isolated the two sides.

Wang Wei blushed, riveting his strength, the aura of his whole body poured frantically on the dagger, and the frequency of the magic core aura on the dagger continued to increase.

But in any case, it just can't save any more.

It was as if there was an unshakable barrier between Gu Zhong and the dagger, and the blue veins on Wang Wei's arm were already violent, without any effect.

With a sound of "pong!", the dagger was flicked out, and Wang Wei was also flying with the strong recoil.

Falling heavily on the ground, Gu Zhong leisurely stroked his back, and said in doubt: "Why are there mosquitoes in this season?"

Zhuang Wufeng and Xiang Yun often stood in place and swallowed. This kid is a monster, definitely a monster. They can be sure that Wang Wei has definitely used all his strength to stab the ancient bell.