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Three hundred and seventieth chapters not strong enough(2/2)

He came up and used his ultimate move. If Ji Hen couldn't handle it, he would be beaten into pieces with a hammer.

Pound! Bang!

The mace fell in time and hit Zhao Yun's arms hard.

Or the sound of metal clashing.

However, this time there was more roar than the last time.

It was Zhao Yun, who was half-kneeling on the ground after being hit by a hammer. He underestimated the enemy and underestimated the Man Teng mace. Who made this weapon? It can be big or small, is it so magical?

"I can't bear it anymore." Everyone in the audience was shocked, including the evil disciples.

"What a freak this guy is." Man Teng was also shocked, this kid is so resistant.

"Wake it up for me."

Zhao Yun shouted loudly and forcibly raised the mace.

Then, he punched again, and the huge mace was knocked over by one punch.

“What a great stick.”

Zhao Yun rubbed his shoulders so hard that they were dislocated.

Man Teng grinned, his energy and blood became violent, and he smiled even more excitedly. The disciple he despised the most unexpectedly gave him so many surprises. There were not many people who could withstand his violent fangs.

"continue."

Zhao Yun attacked again, stepping on the steps of the God of Wind.

After receiving a beating, this guy is very angry and needs to use his inner strength a little bit.

"Come."

Man Teng is a man, he can shoot with one palm.

Zhao Yun came to kill him, but he had no weapons in his hands, so he still punched hard.

He didn't hold back his hand with this punch, he used all his strength, and the wind of the punch roared fiercely and domineeringly.

Uh...!

Even though he was as tough as Barenteng, he was knocked back with one punch.

Before he could stabilize his figure, Zhao Yun stepped in front of him.

It's not a good thing to be approached by him. There must be a package to fight the holy magic.

Roar! Roar!

Zhao Yun's moves became unpredictable in an instant, like a mad lion, fierce and domineering, unparalleled in attack, golden light flashed all over his body, and every pore on his body was swallowing true energy and energy.

The essence and blood burned like fire. From a distance, he seemed to be a burning flame. Every time he made a move, he was accompanied by a loud dragon roar.

Fighting with the Holy Law, using the strong to fight the strong.

What I want is an invincible fighting spirit.

Either don't fight, or beat your opponent into submission all the way.

"What kind of play is this?"

Man Teng was frightened. He didn't take a single step and seemed to lose his balance. He was pressed down and beaten by Zhao Yun. Every time he tried to counterattack, he was interrupted by force. Zhao Yun's strength was really not that strong. After receiving a punch, his whole body was covered with blood.

It was uncomfortable. The most terrifying thing was that the fighting spirit actually crushed his momentum.

"Very strong in close combat."

"He is only in the True Spirit Realm?"

"Where did you learn such a domineering secret method of fighting?"

The people below swallowed hard and were stunned for a while. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that this was played by a person from the True Spirit Realm. Man Teng majored in the physical body and close combat was his specialty. Now he was facing Ji Hen from the True Spirit Realm.

, he was beaten all the way until he was unable to fight back.

"Our reminders are all unnecessary."

Su Yu and the others opened their mouths, and even Xiao Wu Nian showed fear.

His fear was also the fear of the demon disciples. He had never seen such close combat.

"Weichuan is at full strength, but he can't defeat this kid."

Luo Xia murmured softly, and then she truly believed in Qing Yao. It wasn't that she didn't want to fight Ji Hen, but that she really couldn't beat Ji Hen. The one who was looking for excitement from beginning to end was her disciple Wei Chuan, who was... too far behind Ji Hen.

"It's hidden deep enough." Yun Yan murmured to herself, and was really shocked this time.

"Has he been on the battlefield?" Linglong narrowed her eyes slightly and could smell the terrible evil spirit. It can only be truly tempered on the battlefield. How dare a junior in the True Spirit Realm dare to go on the battlefield. In this way, certain things can be explained.
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