Chapter 728: Thirty-two

Chapter 728 Chapter 32: Tang Luo's Fist
Looking at Tang Luozhou's body, Bu Chen tried to find possible flaws in the opponent, but it is self-evident that a warrior with such power should have such a strong physical body, perhaps his full blow is just a scratching in the opponent's eyes.
Obviously he didn't show any bloodline ability, how could there be such a terrifying number of cultivation bases, is this guy the strongest physical skill tianjiao in the past?
"It's ridiculous!" Buchen, who has been searching for weaknesses and fruitlessly, abandoned the decadence in his mind, knowing that he must take out his ability to press the box.
The first time he performed the sacred martial art was actually when he faced Tang Luo, a faint sense of fate arose in Bu Chen's heart.
Boiling spiritual power poured into the engraved spiritual array in the body, and the Saint Martial Body, one of the strongest power bodies of Wu Shengshan, appeared on the ring of Bi Fangshan.
Bu Chen, who was originally slender and sturdy, is now surrounded by a bright silver-white halo, like an immortal who is out of dust, with no sadness or joy on his face, like an old monk in meditation, and a round of pure white glowing in his pupils. .
If Han Sheng's indestructible battle body is to suppress spiritual power in exchange for spiritual power exemption, then Bu Sheng's Holy Martial Body is to open the shackles of the human body to communicate with the world in exchange for higher spiritual power activity.
There are countless spiritual powers floating between the heaven and the earth, and the effect of the sacred martial body is to connect the physical energy with the heaven and the earth until it reaches the realm of the unity of heaven and man.
And once the power of heaven and earth is not separated from each other, the power of heaven and earth is equal to one's own power, so the former Bu Sheng is known as the strongest spiritual master of the human race.
Although Bu Chen could not reach the stage of the unity of heaven and man, after the Holy Martial Body was turned on, the spiritual power he could control had also greatly increased. In this way, he would not worry that his spiritual skills could not hurt Tang Luo's physical body. Up.
Unemotional pupils flowed, Buchen opened his hands to build spiritual power, and the phantom beast formed by dozens of spiritual powers appeared in his body and merged with each other.
Giant kun with wings, unicorn with protruding fangs, Zhu Wei with eight claws, three-headed 猊, red beast with one horn, mandrill with four foxtails
The appearance of more than a dozen familiar beasts has all changed, showing a fierce aura. Each weird beast is equivalent to a combined attack of the mortal level. Among them, the most wicked ones even surpass those of the ordinary profound level. Spiritual skills.
Even the president who used to live on the high platform saw this posture and ran to the edge of the 28th ring, waiting for him.
You must know that the dozens of fierce beasts in front of you are equivalent to a dozen profound level spiritual skills. Even in a general fierce state, they can only drink hate, let alone a mortal warrior.
"It's too late for you to admit defeat. It's not ashamed to lose to the Saint Martial Body!"
Under the shadow of a dozen beasts, Bu Chen spoke like a fairy, as if a divine edict, the low voice without a trace of emotion seemed to be sentenced to the sinner.
Tang Luo, who watched with gusto, originally thought that there would be a second fusion, but unexpectedly this was how the other party started to talk ruthlessly. He was dissatisfied with the hopelessness: "Give you so much time, you made this?"
The people in the ring were shocked. They didn't expect Tang Luo to be so stiff that he was still stubbornly unwilling to admit defeat in the face of dozens of sets of ready-to-play combined attacks.
"I hope your bones will be as hard as your mouth for a while!"
Buchen, like an immortal, still has the expression of disregarding the common people, gently waving his right arm, the dozens of fierce beast phantoms that have long been impatient, roar and gallop towards Tang Luo's place!
The giant kun phantom with peng wings hit the ring first, and easily crushed the solid stone platform into dust. The kun Ying burst into pieces. The strong light blocked everyone’s sight, but the violent shock wave Blast the stones to all directions, if the ring is not for the circle, this violent fluctuation will affect the entire platform.
And all those present were experts, and it was clear from the performance of the first fierce beast. This power greatly surpassed the "Fighting Python Transforming Flood Art", and there were more than a dozen such spiritual skills!
One after another, the phantom of the beasts smashed into Tang Luo's original position, and the waves of violent explosions that were not smoothed made the whole arena tremble, as if more than a dozen fierce realms were bombarded in turn. Can a mortal fighter escape under such power?
Even a master of physique, faced with such an intensive bombardment, can only end up with no bones left, but why doesn't the president stop calling, is it true that the challenger is going to die?
Winning is not enough, is Wu Shengshan going to start killing people?
The angry eyes of the onlookers focused on the president and linesman, as if they were questioning why they didn't stop seeing such an attack.
But compared to the onlookers who have no vision, the president and lineman are full of worry.
"Spiritual skills are very strong, and you must be able to win talent. If you want to beat me, you are ten years early!"
Tang Luo, who should be in the spirit bombing center, had already appeared behind Bu Chen at some point, and made a cold voice when the last beast phantom exploded.
Bu Chen with Wu Sheng body fully opened only had time to turn his head, and saw Tang Luo standing behind him with a blank expression, and his right fist drawn like a long bow.
The spiritual power all over his body was frantically restless, and Bu Chen, who had activated the body of Saint Wu, felt a crazy warning in his heart: If he receives this punch, he will die!
At the juncture of life and death, the original shackles that the Wu Sheng body broke through, the original control of the spiritual power of heaven and earth suddenly became smooth, and countless spiritual powers were torn in front of him, and they were constructed into Lingbi to block.
Even the mysterious skills, under the cover of these layers of spiritual bi, will be gradually weakened and disappeared from the invisible. Anyone who sees this crystal wall can feel safe.
But the fear in Bu Chen's heart did not dissipate at all, perhaps because Tang Luo's expression was too calm, perhaps because the punch was too quick.
Several Lingbi bursts in Buchen's ears at the same time, but this punch did not even show a trace of being blocked.
Obviously it was just a punch. Bu Chen, who activated the Saint Martial Body, didn't know how to resist it. Time seemed to slow down suddenly. He couldn't move his body, but he watched the punch slowly approach his chest.
Are you going to die? Bu Chen couldn't help thinking like this.
The president by the ring and the linesman shot at the same time, and the spiritual power of the second qualitative change turned into a wall, lying in the middle of the road.
But the horror of this punch is beyond the imagination of the two. Although it is rushed to condense, the two referees are strong men who have been immersed in the fierce state for decades. The president is the peak of the fierce state and began to prove the master character.
The condensed Lingbi of the two actually only played a buffering role. Facing Tang Luo's imperative punch, it only bought Bu Chen time for his hands to cross his chest.
"boom!"
"Boom!"
The fist slammed into the middle of Bu Chen's cross-hand block, and the tyrannical urge traveled through his body like an electric current, like a fallen star, raising the dust in the sky.
(End of this chapter)