Prehistoric Gourd Supreme

Chapter 64 The Power of Transformation (Please recommend, collect)
Zhang Yang comprehended the Eternal Boundless Knife for a while, felt that it was wonderful, and was overjoyed, so he stood up, ready to see if the competition on the altar was over, but before Zhang Yang could see it, he heard a roar, from came from a distance.

"It was you bastard who asked for holy blood?"

The tone was very aggressive, as if there was dissatisfaction and murderous intent, Zhang Yang was startled at first, then frowned, disgusted with this kind of indiscriminate person, with displeasure on his face, he looked up and followed the voice.

I didn't see the figure, but saw a sharp fist, which seemed to have invincible power, and hit Zhang Yang. The power of the primordial spirit locked on Zhang Yang instantly, and there was nowhere to hide, forcing him to fight hard. .

"This tiger is still so murderous, it likes to play with fists." Feng Wu looked at Hu Xiaotian, stroking the hair on his chest with one hand, with a three-pointed joke.

"This young man is finished!" Xuan Kong looked at Zhang Yang and turned his head away when he found Zhang Yang's mid-Taiyi cultivation base. Hu Xiaotian was in the mid-Taiyi stage and had the same realm. publicity.

"Calabash Taoist, let's see if you're still alive!" Long Tian looked at Zhang Yang, his eyes flashed fiercely, thinking that in the Longku, Zhang Yang had all the innate spirit treasures of his dragon clan, and even the things left by his ancestors were snatched by Zhang Yang. Let's go, Long Tian's heart is bleeding, resentment towards Zhang Yang.

"Hey, why is this young man a little familiar?" Longdi looked at Zhang Yang, and found that he seemed a little familiar. There was a vague impression in his mind, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Seeing Hu Xiaotian's fist attacking, he was merciless, I didn't know him at all, he killed himself as soon as he met, Zhang Yang's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent, without thinking, he waved his big hand, a slowly rotating Tai Chi The gossip map appeared, blocking Hu Xiaotian's fist.

Rumble!
Hu Xiao was regarded as the number one in the kung fu, and it was true at all. He punched directly, like a cannonball, and instantly smashed the Tai Chi gossip diagram in front of him.

"Boy, with this little ability, you dare to take my holy blood. See if I don't blow your head off today!" After Hu Xiaotian smashed the Taiji Eight Diagrams with one punch, he didn't have an assistant, but smiled ferociously, and A fist was released like a shooting star, attacking Zhang Yang.

"Hmph, take his holy blood?"

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows, and then he remembered that Long Tian was not standing beside him, but in the square. From the front and back, he understood that it must be Long Tian who went to the square to sow dissension when he was enlightened, and wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone.

"What a Longtian, he is really determined to give up. It seems that he has taught him a lesson he will never forget! But first, we must deal with this brainless guy in front of him!"

"Great transformation!" After figuring it out, Zhang Yang made a move, and he didn't show mercy.

Raise one hand and turn it into a palm, the power of transforming kung fu flows on the palm, and a Tai Chi Eight Diagrams diagram appears on Zhang Yang's palm, slowly turning, but it is opposite to the usual rotation direction of the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams diagram, and disperses the power to the surroundings.

As the saying goes, turning the Taiji Eight Diagrams in the right direction will gather them, and turning them in reverse will cause them to reverse, turning them into infinite chaos and melting all things.

"Haha, with your small body, you want to fight me head-to-head. You are so slow to die!" Seeing Zhang Yang's fist that hurt him, Hu Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, and then showed mocking, contemptuous, and sadistic expressions , Comparing fists, since his debut, no one has ever compared his fists.

Even the Dragon Clan, who is known as the unparalleled body, dares to confront him head-on, because he is a white tiger god, born in the metal, with sharp skills and endless power, which is more terrifying than a sword.

"Between Hu Xiaotian head-on, this young man really shows that he died slowly!" Xuan Kong shook his head, looking very disapproving of Zhang Yang, took a look, and then stopped talking.

"That's right, we don't even dare to fight Hu Xiaotian head-on even in the body of a beast. He, a person who doesn't know where he came out, dares to fight Hu Xiaotian. He really hangs himself on the birthday tree, looking for death!"

Feng Wu agrees with Xuan Kong's words, they have known each other for tens of thousands of years, everyone knows the basics, and they almost understand each other's methods and magical powers.

"Haha, Calabash Taoist, fighting Hu Xiaotian, you are looking for death, Hu Xiaotian kills Calabash Taoist!" Long Tian also stared at Zhang Yang and Hu Xiaotian, thinking about it, his face was full of excitement, and he held it tightly. Fist, fight for Hu Xiaotian.

Fist and palm wanted to meet, but there was no explosion sound, nor the bloody scene in the hearts of Feng Wu, Xuan Kong, Long Tian and others, but the fist and palm met, silent and motionless.

"What, you... how is it possible?" Hu Xiaotian's contemptuous expression froze instantly, his face was full of disbelief, as if the punch was not hitting his swollen palm, but a punch of cotton, light and fluffy Yes, nowhere to focus.

Hu Xiaotian didn't intend to keep his hand in order to show off his evil spirit of snatching his sacred blood. This punch gathered [-]% of his body's mana, ready to cripple him and blow him up.

Suddenly, when Hu Xiaotian was in doubt, his fist on Zhang Yang's palm, like melting ice and snow, turned into a force of gold and dissipated between heaven and earth, and it didn't end, his arm began to melt , quickly dissipate to the body.

"No!" Hu Xiaotian defecated, his face was full of horror, and he screamed. He used his kung fu to resist and dissolve the injury. holding his arm.

The entire palm disappeared, as if it had been melted, leaving only an arm without a palm, and the wound was still melting, exuding the gas of gold, just like ice turning into water, but ice is water, this is directly vaporized.

"How is it possible? My palm?" Hu Xiaotian looked at his arm with a gloomy expression. He couldn't believe this result. His proud fist was broken by the opponent's attack, and it was still very thorough.

"What? Hu Xiaotian actually lost? I'm dazzled!" Xuan Kong, who was usually the most stable, exclaimed at this moment, looking at Hu Xiaotian's broken arm, he couldn't believe it.

"..." Feng Wu also grew a small cherry mouth, her eyes were full of disbelief, she couldn't tell for a long time, if it wasn't for Hu Xiaotian's disappearing palm, she would have thought she was hallucinating.

"Infinite everything, so powerful, such a strange supernatural power!" Lang Jianfeng, who was not interested in this kind of fighting, widened his eyes at this time, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Long Tian's excited expression also froze, shocked by Zhang Yang's supernatural power, his face was gloomy and terrifying, but seeing Hu Xiaotian's disappearing palm, there was a sinister smile in his eyes, Hu Xiaotian was very vengeful, Taoist Hulu crippled him One hand, with his character, will never die with Zhang Yang.

Sure enough, as Long Tian expected, Hu Xiaotian first realized from the shock and horror. Thinking that so many people had their palms melted by Zhang Yang, especially since he was the patriarch of the White Tiger Clan, Hu Xiaotian felt ashamed. The color of shame and anger appeared in the eyes.

"How is it possible? How could the patriarch be defeated?" As the number one attacking group of the Baihu clan, it was unbelievable when they were beaten from the front with their fists. The faces of the members of the Bai clan were pale and they couldn't accept such a result.

"How could the patriarch be defeated? That person must be cheating!" Hu Qianjun's face was gloomy and terrifying. It was his pride that the White Tiger clan attacked Wushuang in thin body. Now that he was defeated head-on, Hu Qianjun couldn't accept this fact, so roared loudly.

"Yes, he is the means of conspiracy!"

"Patriarch, kill this despicable villain. If you can't beat him in the open, you are plotting against others. The patriarch killed him!"

"The patriarch killed this bastard, he dared to plot against you, and even snatched the sacred blood of our White Tiger Clan, killed him!"

The members of the Baihu clan could not accept such a result, Hu Qianjun suddenly uttered a voice, as if the members of the Baihu clan had found an excuse to persuade themselves, they followed Hu Qianjun and were filled with righteous indignation.

Hu Xiaotian's eyes lit up when he heard the shouts of his own clansmen, as if he had found the reason for his defeat, the feeling of embarrassment was quite flat, and he thought in his heart that Zhang Yang must have used something shady, which is why his palm disappeared .

"What a despicable Taoist, you dare to plot against me, and you can't keep you today!" Hu Xiaotian directly operated the kung fu, cleared the power of transforming kung fu in his body, a brand new palm grew out, and then, in the dark, a top-grade congenital Lingbao's long knife swung the big knife with a ferocious face, and in an instant, a blade with a length of tens of feet, which was enough to cut through the river, slashed at Zhang Yang fiercely.

Although he didn't say anything, Hu Xiaotian was still afraid of Zhang Yang's power of transforming kung fu, so he made another move and directly took out his own spirit treasure to attack, avoiding Zhang Yang's power of transforming kung fu, and then killed him with the power of the spirit treasure. publicity.

"Idiot!" For a person like Hu Xiaotian who dared not accept failure, but also made excuses for himself, Zhang Yang was full of disdain and highlighted the two words contemptuously.

(End of this chapter)