Comprehensive Martial Arts: Others Practice Martial Arts, I Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 747 The Power of the World

"After killing you, the guy behind will naturally come out."

The white bird-headed man also mobilized his strength to the limit.

The two stopped talking nonsense and flew at the same time.Countless afterimages were superimposed together, and dense collisions began.From the outside, it looks like a hurricane is constantly generating sonic booms, and there are no people to be seen at all.

Wu Chong kept attacking, but the strongest thing about the white bird head was his speed.

It's not bad for him to hit three times out of ten attacks, even if he hits, it's hard to hurt the root.From the bird head man, Wu Chong felt another power, which he had never touched before, and which belonged to the world of the giant gray bird.

Speed ​​is king!

After merging the human skins of the previous ten generations, Wu Chong clearly has an absolute advantage in strength, but his disadvantage in speed makes it difficult for him to hit the opponent.Even if it barely hits, it's not a critical point.

He was uncomfortable, and the giant white bird on the opposite side was not much better.

In the eyes of the white bird-headed man, Wu Chong was an undead monster covered in a tortoise shell. In the short fight just now, he had already hit this man thousands of times, and the opponent was unscathed after so many attacks.The slight scars left earlier also quickly recovered during the battle.On the contrary, it was his own hands that were numb from the shock of this force, and his blood was unstable.

The bigger and faster the two are, the wider the scope of their influence.

Mr. Yu and others who were originally hiding in the back half of the building were forced to leave the demon space.

The original fight has also become a war of attrition.

After half an hour, Wu Chong gradually lost his patience.It's just a doppelgänger, wasting so much of his time.

"Superposition!!"

When he stepped on the ground with his feet, the power like a leather drum rose from his legs, and finally condensed on his hands. Under the superposition of layers of power, his hands gradually changed from black at first to black. It turned dark red, and finally evolved into dark gold.

"Strong Vajra Palm!!"

Wu Dao is the most recorded memory of Wu Chong's avatar.The method of breaking the situation that he thought of now also evolved from martial arts. In the situation of stalemate, he immediately thought of this powerful martial arts technique.

The devil's internal force exaggerated to the limit in the body condensed into the palm of the hand, and the power of more than ten generations of human skin gathered in the palm of the hand like compression, and then Wu Chong stretched out his hands, one left and one right, and split the palm.

boom! ! !
The power on both sides centered on his palm and turned into two fan-shaped bombardments.

The violent power is not targeted at all, it is a brutal covering attack.

The face of the white bird-headed man who originally wanted to dodge with his speed advantage changed. He had no choice but to block his hands in front and resist the palm.Unless he dodges to Wu Chong's head now, but that behavior may be more dangerous.

After crossing his arms, a circle of golden semicircular masks gathered in front of the gray bird-headed man.

As soon as the power was formed, Wu Chong's golden palm was seen bombarding him.

With a bang, the two forces collided fiercely, and the powerful force smashed the ground, and the two people in the confrontation were shocked back by the force released by themselves.

The dust cleared.

The figure of the bird-headed man was revealed, most of the feathers on his body were smashed, white smoke was emitting from his upper body, and a clear palm print was on his chest, which seemed to be injured.

"What the hell are you!"

The pupils of the white bird-head man turned golden.

"Aren't you the same?"

Wu Chong's entire arm was broken, and the pitch-black liquid was continuously flowing back to repair his injury.

After all, he took advantage of the palm just now.

"It's not the same, how can you be like me."

The white bird-head man looked at Wu Chong in front of him, completely unable to understand how this monster was born.The palm just now is not the power of this world at all, and the opponent is not a clone like him, so why can he master such a powerful power.Besides, even for him, being able to use this super-class power is the result of years of exploration.After countless harvests, they have already figured out this world, and they can use the rules of this world to a certain extent.

This guy in front of him is not normal, a rookie who came out of nowhere, why should he have this kind of power right from the start.

If power is so easy to obtain, wouldn't these world masters live on dogs?

"never mind."

The white bird-headed man seemed to have given up on asking.

Almost all of his avatars have been scrapped, replaced by other creatures, as long as they are within this world, even if the original demon comes over, they will definitely be blown away by Wu Chong's palm just now.But the giant white bird is the avatar of the World Lord, and there are people on it.

"Let you, an outsider, see the power of the world."

The white bird-headed man stretched out his hands, and a mysterious force appeared around him.

The feathers that had been crushed by Wu Chong's palm had grown back, and the palm prints were also fading.A strange layer of smoke gradually rose from his body, and the smoke surrounded him like an afterimage.Layer by layer, densely packed.

"Mountain!"

The white bird-headed man made a mysterious gesture and uttered a word.

hum! !

A layer of invisible force was suppressed, and Wu Chong, who was originally standing opposite, bowed his body, as if there was an invisible mountain on his body.

This power is extremely special, it doesn't really exist, but an abstract power.

Wu Chong tried to avoid it, but he found that this force was like sticking to him, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how he walked.He tried to throw his fist upwards, but all he could hit was air.

An invisible mountain.

Or the 'mountain' that only exists on Wu Chong.

"Ze!"

The white bird-headed man spit out a word again.Wu Chong, who was originally standing on the ground, only felt that the soil layer under his feet suddenly softened, and finally turned into a strange fluid, as if it wanted to submerge him.

boom!
Wu Chong raised his hand with a palm.

The strange thing is that when he hit it with his palm, the masonry on the ground collapsed and exploded, and everything was no different from the normal soil layer.

The only difference is in him.

All the earth has become a swamp to him.

A swamp for one person.

Sensing the change, Wu Chong quickly dodges. This time, instead of defending passively, he took the initiative to attack the white bird-headed man.The power of more than ten layers of human skin was released by him to another level, and the power was transformed into speed.

The white bird-headed man who was about to utter the third word was chased up by Wu Chong, and he stamped his chest on his chest. He retreated a dozen steps in a row, and the third word he was about to say was also punched back.

"You want to use this method to stop me? Naive!"

The white bird-head man who stabilized his figure raised his hand again, ignoring Wu Chong's attack, and spit out the third word.

"speed!"

(End of this chapter)