Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 113
Less than ten thousand miles away from the Gonggong tribe, there were three people standing, and one lying on the ground, it was Zhang Yang, Zhu Rongmu, and Gonggong.

Zhang Yang and Gonggong faced each other, and each other's eyes were full of fighting spirit. One was the ancestor witch who fought against heaven and earth, and the other was a swordsman who cut through thorns and waves. When they met, they would definitely fight each other with fists.

Seeing Zhang Yang, Gong Gong was full of murderous intent, and said coldly: "Taoist Gourd, you actually killed my Wu clan, it is simply unforgivable, since you hit here, then don't leave."

"Calabash Taoist, there is a Gonggong Zuwu to take action. You are finished!" Zhu Rong's mother looked at Zhang Yang with murderous intent, and said with hatred.

The loss of Zhu Rong's sacred fire caused Zhu Rong's mother's original source to be greatly damaged, and his cultivation base regressed. This made his hatred for Zhang Yang reach the peak, and he wished to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"who are you?"

Zhang Yang sneered, looked at Gonggong and said unceremoniously: "If you say you won't let go, you won't leave. Who do you think you are? A saint? Or a Taoist ancestor?"

"Although I'm not a saint, I'm not a Taoist ancestor, but I can still deal with you, a little Daoist."

Gonggong showed a proud expression. He was a witch, and he was transformed by Pangu's blood essence. He was full of confidence in himself, and dealing with a big Luoxian was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

"Really? I hope what you say is as good as what you do!" Zhang Yang retorted.

"Since you are anxious to find death, then I will help you!"

Gong Gong's face became gloomy, his eyes showed murderous intent, he clenched his fists, his body was emitting blue light, and the sound of the raging sea could be faintly heard, as soon as he stretched his body, he came to Zhang Yang, his fists bloomed with blue light, like a pearl in the dark night , the store is endlessly brilliant.

With a punch, the void vibrated, as if a stone was thrown into the water, splashing ripples, distorting the void, and carrying endless cold air, which radiated in the void, causing the void ripples just set off to freeze instantly.

In the end, it shattered into countless fragments and collapsed in all directions. Before Gong Gong's fist touched Zhang Yang's body, the huge chill made Zhang Yang feel cold all over his body.

"Haha, Gonggong Zuwu, kill Taoist Gourd!"

Seeing Gong Gong send out a punch that shattered the void, Zhu Rongmu's face was full of excitement, and she stood up staggeringly, applauding Gong Gong.

In their hearts, Zuwu is their god and an invincible existence. Except for the father god Pangu, they are the supreme existence and omnipotent, so he worships Gonggong to the bone.

"It has almost reached the realm of smashing the void, what a Gonggong!"

Zhang Yang tightened his eyes, secretly marveling at the power of Gong Gong's punch, which also gave Zhang Yang a great sense of crisis. He did not dare to neglect, and he used enough mana.

A knife cuts out the changing situation, and the spirits from all directions come to meet each other.

The Nine Heavens Linghe came out of thin air, and everything pointed by the blade opened.

The billowing spiritual energy condenses into a river in the blink of an eye on the black knife, like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning, leading straight forward, pointing at the blade, a long opening is drawn in the void, revealing the emptiness inside, Meet Gong Gong with the blue light, smashing the fist of all things.

Clang!
The invincible black knife, with its peerless sharpness, broke through the blue light on Gonggong's fist, and chopped directly on his fist. Instead of cutting off Gonggong's fist, it made the sound of metal colliding,
However, a deep gash was left on Gong Gong's fist, ice blue blood flowed out, scattered in the void, revealing the golden bones inside, which made him frown, showing surprise, and his whole body stopped.

Zhang Yang felt as if the knife had been cut on a rock, and the huge rebounding force made him take a few steps back. If it weren't for Zhang Yang's mysticism of refining the heaven and earth scriptures to remove most of the force, Zhang Yang's bones would not be scattered. Even so, Qi and blood surged all over his body, the tiger's mouth was split open, and a trace of blood was left along the black knife.

"What? Calabash Taoist actually blocked Gonggong Zuwu's punch?"

Zhu Rong's mother's excited expression froze for a moment, her eyes were full of disbelief. She thought that Taoist Calabash was blown away by Gong Gong's ancestor witch, but she didn't expect him to block it, but when she saw the black knife in Zhang Yang's hand, she showed a mocking look: " Just rely on the sharpness of the black knife, otherwise you will definitely be blown up by Gonggong Zuwu, but Gonggong Zuwu is invincible, let's see how many punches you can block?"

"What a gourd Taoist, he really lives up to his reputation!"

Glancing at the wound on his fist, the wound recovered in a blink of an eye. Gonggong looked at Zhang Yang and praised, Zhang Yang is the first one who can face the ancestors and witches head-on in the prehistoric wilderness. A person who also uses a black knife can't catch Gong Gong's punch.

"Zu Wu, the physical body is comparable to the innate spirit treasure, and its power is infinite, it is really powerful!"

Xuan Gong was running, Zhang Yang recovered the wound on his hand, and calmed down the blood in his whole body. When he heard Gonggong's praise, he was not proud, and he gave a light chuckle.

"Apart from my brothers and sisters, you are the first one in the prehistoric world who dares to confront me head-on. You make my blood boil. I used five points of strength just now, but this time I have to use all my strength."

Gong Gong clenched his fists, moved his body, and heard the sound of kaka crackling bones and joints twisting, watching Zhang Yang's eyes with fighting spirit.

"Fifth strength?"

When mentioning Gonggong, Zhang Yang's eyes tightened. This half of Gonggong's power is so powerful and terrifying. If he uses all his strength, Zhang Yang will be under infinite pressure in an instant.

My heart sank into my mind in an instant, and I began to browse the eternal infinite sword intent. Gong Gong and Zhang Yang had to learn new combat skills.

With a move in his heart, a sword-like figure fell on Zhang Yang's body, and the sword-like figure kept dancing in Zhang Yang's mind, and finally printed all the knowledge of the sword on his primordial spirit.

Suddenly, a small green sprout appeared in Zhang Yang's mind, and finally grew bigger and turned into a grass. Suddenly, a fire came, and the grass instantly turned into ashes, and the last trace of green sprouted again in the soil, grew and became Big, and finally destroyed., so repeatedly.

That streak of greenery is like a seed, constantly demonstrating the cycle of spring and autumn, and in Zhang Yang's primordial spirit, Zhang Yang also fell into comprehension.

"Gourd Taoist, let you experience the combat skills of my ancestor witch!"

Gong Gong took a deep breath, his whole body was boiling, and there was a faint sound of running water coming from his body, and finally turned into a river, and finally turned into the roar of the sea.

His whole body exploded with blue light and made a loud noise. He let go of the breath all over his body. Like a sharp arrow, his strong breath shot straight into the sky, attracting wind and clouds. In a blink of an eye, a sea formed behind him, with rough waves, much more terrifying than Zhang Yang's sword rolling Tianhe.

Gonggong was originally the ancestor of water, who was born to master the law of water. All the water aura in the world gathered in Gonggong's body, making the aura in his whole body several times stronger again, like a mountain of ten thousand feet, pressing the void and setting off bursts of waves. ripple.

"Great, Gonggong Zuwu wants to use his clan's supreme combat skill, the nine forms of fighting against the sky. After practicing the ninth form, he can open up the world and open up the world. This time, let's see if you, Taoist gourd, are still alive!"

Zhu Rong's mother, who was watching the competition while recovering from her injuries, saw the vision of Gonggong's whole body erupting, her face was full of excitement, and she shook her fist fiercely at Zhang Yang.

"The nine forms of Zhantian, the first form!"

When Gonggong's aura reached its peak, Gonggong gave a loud shout and swung its huge fists, stirring up the wind and clouds in the world. With the rolling Shuiling River, it was like a golden dragon rushing towards Zhang Yang with the power of the sea.

(End of this chapter)