Urban super cultivator

Chapter 227
As soon as Su Zhuo said this, it undoubtedly caused a sensation at the scene.

Lu Wangwang's move can be described as an extraordinary creation. It must be a combination of several martial arts saints, and they may not be the opponent of the other party. This Su Zhenren actually has a disdainful posture?

The most important thing is that this real Su really didn't come up with anything that would convince everyone.

"Su Zhenren, no, boy, you are not here to fight, you are dead today! After you die, I will go to your home and let your parents and family members atone for you!"

A junior from the An family jumped out, with a distorted expression on his face.

This person is An Xudong's elder brother An Xucheng. Su Zhuo killed An Xudong casually before, and An Xucheng naturally held a grudge.

It's just that he was afraid of Su Zhuo's strength before and didn't dare to attack, but now there is no fear at all.

"Xucheng, come back!"

An Shiyuan frowned slightly, he had taught these juniors many times, there are some things to do, but they don't have to be said, it's a pity that these juniors didn't seem to listen.

"Yes, Grandpa."

An Xucheng shivered slightly, and was about to retreat immediately.

It's just that it's too late.

Su Zhuo had already flexed his fingers and flicked towards An Xucheng.

Whoosh!
A piercing sound came, and a condensed true essence shot at An Xucheng's eyebrows.

It would be fine if An Xucheng threatened Su Zhuo, but if the other party threatened Su Zhuo's family, he would be courting death.

"Su Zhenren, if you kill innocent people indiscriminately, I will not let you stay!"

This time, Lu Wangwang yelled violently, stretched out his hand and shook his finger at An Xucheng.

The aura dragon at the center of the storm let out a long howl, and then, at a speed that could not be discerned by the naked eye, it rushed to the front of An Xucheng before the real essence ejected by Su Zhuo's fingers.

The giant dragon resisted the condensed true energy, and then rushed towards Su Zhuo.

After walking through the gate of hell, An Xucheng's face was already pale, and he fell to the ground directly, panting heavily.

The giant dragon appeared in front of Su Zhuo in an instant, and was about to charge at him fiercely.

Everyone seemed to have seen the scene where Su Zhuo flew out like a kite with a broken string after being hit by the dragon.

And just at the very moment, Su Zhuo stretched out his finger and quickly drew a talisman in the air.

Volley symbol!

A gossip, lit up instantly, with a vast and simple atmosphere.

The dragon hit the gossip first.

Immediately, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

The giant dragon bumped into the gossip, and then let out bursts of roars.

Immediately, the dragon disappeared in smoke! !

"what?!"

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

They couldn't accept Su Zhuo's victory, and they couldn't accept it. Su Zhuo just drew a picture in the air and disintegrated Lu Wangwang's attack with all his strength.

It is undoubtedly even more unacceptable for everyone in the An family.

"Just now, I broke your technique with my technique. Next, I will use martial arts to completely break your formation!"

Su Zhuo's voice was extremely indifferent. While speaking, he stepped out with his right foot and began to accumulate strength slowly and step by step.

At the same time, in the center of the storm, another more solid dragon had already begun to condense, and without giving Su Zhuo any time to react, it directly swooped down towards the opponent.

This time, Su Zhuo didn't draw a talisman in the air, but punched out directly.

It is the first form of "Eighteen Forms of Qianyuan", the Tongtianquan.

Boom!

Accompanied by the deafening bang, the whole world seemed to tremble violently.

Although most of the onlookers were warriors, and some were ascetics, they all instinctively covered their ears at this time, with painful expressions on their faces.

The loud noise produced by this punch colliding with the giant dragon in the sky was like thunder exploding close to the ears, which was extremely shocking.

After punching out, Su Zhuo withdrew his fist and looked at the giant dragon in mid-air, as if he was very confident that this punch could disintegrate the dragon.

And the facts did not disappoint Su Zhuo.

It made everyone even more shocked.

The breath dragon rushed towards Su Zhuo at an unparalleled speed, but after meeting the opponent's earth-shattering punch, it exploded completely and disappeared into nothingness in an instant.

And the power of this punch did not weaken at all. After defeating the breath dragon, it hit the terrifying storm covering the high mountain in succession.

Rumble.

There was an incomparably dull bang, and the storm that covered the sky and the sun was directly torn open, and the area was reduced by a third.

Everyone in the An family thought they had a chance of winning.

Especially the juniors of the An family, with a sneer on their faces, eagerly waiting for Su Zhuo to lose.

However, they never expected that Lu Wangwang's seemingly thunderous attack would be completely defeated by just a face-to-face encounter! !

Seeing Su Zhuo standing there quietly, not even taking advantage of the victory to pursue him, everyone in the An family was even more uneasy.

The biggest advantage of martial arts versus techniques is speed.

As for Su Zhuo, the reason why he didn't take advantage of his speed to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack was not that the opponent didn't know the reason for taking advantage of the victory and pursuing the attack.

It's because there is no need for the opponent to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

The opponent has the confidence and confidence to win.

Thinking of this, many people's legs began to tremble, their hearts also began to tremble, and even their breathing became a little short.

Especially An Xucheng, who challenged Su Zhuo's bottom line with harsh words before, his legs softened again, and he sat on the ground with a "click".

Many warriors and expert practitioners who watched the battle had ordinary thoughts in their hearts at this moment.

They looked at An Jia with pity. They had no choice but to offend such a real person, and An Jia was already doomed.

At this time, Lu Wangwang was also shocked, and finally sighed with emotion: "It's really true that the waves behind the Yangtze River are pushing the waves ahead, and each generation is stronger than the next generation. Su Zhenren is young, not only his skills are transcendent, but his martial arts are even more extraordinary."

Hearing what Lu Wangwang said, the hearts of everyone in An's family fell into the abyss of Jiuyou, and they were overwhelmed.

Su Zhuo, however, was full of impatience, and said with a sneer: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't have any cards in your hole, just accept death obediently."

"If the old man hadn't been decades older than you, I'm afraid I would really die here today. Fortunately, the old man still has a magic weapon to save and kill life."

Lu Wangwang said with emotion, and then he opened his hand, and an iron tower appeared in his hand.

This is, the eyes of the people who were originally sobbing suddenly lit up again.

"Dharma weapon, Master Lu actually has a magic weapon. It is said that only a true practitioner who has reached the realm of distraction can refine a magic weapon, and the power of a magic weapon is incomparably terrifying!"

Everyone felt that the situation of the battle seemed to be turning around.

Everyone in the An family seemed to see the Buddha's light from the Nine Nether Hell, and their hearts were filled with hope again.

At this time, Su Zhuo's face finally showed a trace of solemnity.

(End of this chapter)