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Chapter seven hundred and thirtieth IX itself is difficult to protect

Temple of War.

Fu Nantuo flew back and slowly searched in the hall.

Then he saw Majimaji in the side hall begging Funanda to kill him in a faint voice, but Funanda flew up the stairs on the other side without saying a word and took something strange down.

Both sides of the halls went up and brought a strange thing down.

Combine two into one and put them in a carved depression on the main wall and rotate them. Silently, a small hole wall can be cracked on the bronze and gold-plated wall in front of him. Fu Nanda inspected the hall for a week and waited in the dark outside the hall gate for a while, but there was no movement.

So I went in with confidence and then rotated a mechanism inside and slowly closed the small hole wall and everything returned to its original state.

Walking forward a hundred steps, then go down a small step and turn two turns, and finally come out in a small secret room to come to a large back hall. Then outside is another hall with forty or fifty giant pillars. Each pillar is engraved with strange words and an image of a man as mighty as a god practicing. Funanda couldn't help but shake his body slightly at first sight.

Fu Nanda's big hands, who had been as calm as a stone, could not help but tremble.

"The God of War Catalogue" is "The God of War Catalogue"..." Funanda tried his best to control his excitement and couldn't calm down his excitement and breathed: "The things in the secret passage of Rigveda are indeed true. There are really gods in the world who are more powerful than the great Shiva..."

"Asan, India. I have long said that your Brahma fart is not good, but you just don't believe it." Xu Ziling was standing behind the land of Funanda for some time and still had a faint smile. He said in a lesson: "You, the turtle of the volley, have such a courage, but you have not passed the consent of the future heir of the Temple of War, that is, this is my son's consent to touch the statue of our Han ancestors? I declare that this is your insult to the Central Plains by India and your entry into this temple of War is an act of invasion.

"It's you? You haven't died?" Fu Nandao was shocked and he snorted slowly.

"It seems that it hasn't." Xu Ziling smiled faintly and said, "The national master may scare me to death if he kowtows on the ground.

"Please don't blame me for this." Fu Nanda slowly closed his eyes and stood on the scent of the body of the body, which exploded with a black air and golden light, and then turned into three-faced Shiva with three heads and six arms.

"I want to scare ghosts!" Xu Ziling's left hand became a palm, and his right hand became a fist slowly swung slowly in the air.

Silver bamboo leaves flew, and then a cyclone like a spiral mirror appeared in front of Xu Ziling. Fu Nanda slowly flew and collided with the silver bamboo leaves and the spiral mirror burst one after another. In an instant, Fu Nanda waved his arms wildly and fisted out thousands of fists. With the Shiva dance under his feet, he turned into three bodies and attacked Xu Ziling in front of the left and right sides. The spiral mirrors spread all over his body were smashed to pieces.

Xu Ziling slipped gently and exited the attack range.

Fu Nanda slowly stood still and took back countless afterimages. It showed that his movements were almost at its limit.

Except for the Evil King, this is the fastest powerful enemy that Xu Ziling has encountered. Compared with the Evil King, Evil King, the movements are faster and more concise. All attacks are the most effective fatal kills to pursue. However, Fu Nandao used his physical strength to make countless strange attack moves in an instant. The complexity of people is extremely difficult to defend.

Xu Ziling coughed gently and there were blood on both sides of his chest and back. This was the damage caused by Fu Nantuo's legs.

Under the complicated boxing moves, his Shiva dance can even make hundreds of kicks and even bends to attack Xu Ziling's back heart. Xu Ziling can't resist this "Defense Mirror" that uses moves and internal skills to create the Tai Chi of the company with the help of Fu Nanda, a move that can't resist.

"I am as invincible as the world." Fu Nandao said slowly with his palm on his chest.

"It's so funny." Xu Ziling laughed as soon as he heard this, wiped off the corners of his lips and shook his head and said, "I'm afraid there are a few people in this world. You are not in the ground turtle. You have almost seen your martial arts. Try this young master's attack!"

Xu Ziling held his hands and stepped forward and rushed towards Fu Nantuo.

"Shiva's appearance." Funanda said slowly. The whole body turned into a twelve-arm body. Xu Ziling's punch hit his face and hundreds of punches counterattacked at the same time. Xu Ziling's body and legs were dancing strange steps while cutting Xu Ziling's front chest and back like a sharp blade. The limbs were twisting and flexible as snakes.

The white gauze on the bag head suddenly spread out and several braids whipped on Xu Ziling's head and shoulders like a long whip.

"**Your ancestor!" Xu Ziling fought back desperately against his opponent and bombarded him with a hundred punches. He also responded dozens of punches and refused to give in. Under his legs was Butian Pavilion's Butian Legs were as fast as lightning. Each leg kicked on Funanda's dantian. No matter how fast it was to kick Funanda's Shiva Dance straight, it was not as fast as this Butian Leg and the illusion demon body technique, but it was more weird.

The green demon hand Ziwu is the heavenly demon dances in the purple blood blade Demon arm Eighteen strikes Heart Demon blood net Yinfeng claw leg Nude blood palm Emperor magical power Heavenly demon subdue Tianlian attack Tianluo finger Heavenly demon seal Small immortal seal...

Xu Ziling's attack moves are endless and he will fight for the scourge.

At the beginning, Fu Nandao's degree was much faster and stranger than Xu Ziling. He held his own deep internal skills and the magic of yoga skills could slide away most of his energy to fight against Xu Ziling. But gradually his degree slowed down and gradually let Xu Ziling catch up and hold on for a while, and then let Xu Ziling catch up and suppress him and fight.

In the end, Xu Ziling hit faster and faster. When he swung ten punches, Xu Ziling attacked dozens of punches and dozens of legs, and made Fu Nandao secretly complain.

He fought and retreated, but Xu Ziling's body movement was much faster and better than he imagined. More importantly, his omnipotent yoga technique met nemesis. A strange force field was covered with the entire force field. The purple-red giant net greatly affected his original body movement. He didn't understand how Xu Ziling attacked desperately while casting this force field and the purple-red net.

What made Fu Nanda even more strange was that his fists were powerful and his opponent was hit by so many punches and feet. He should have hit the ground hard.

But he was obviously not as traumatized as his internal strength.

"Wait..." Fu Nantuo tried hard to make Xu Ziling hit dozens of times and retreated half a foot. He shouted: "How come you are okay? You hit me so many punches."

"Fudi Turtle please ask when I lost my fist?" Xu Ziling's head and face were intact, not as embarrassed as Fu Nanda's lips and eyes burst and blood was dripping from his forehead. In addition to the injuries he had suffered before, his body was clean and neat, "I want to have a wedding banquet."

"This is impossible!" Fu Nanda felt extremely strange. His belief was more than ten thousand punches, so why was there nothing wrong with him?

"Poor Indian A San." Xu Ziling sighed, "Will you not condense the enemy's skills and then reverse them? That's a bit regretful. I will. If it were before, I might have been a little embarrassed, but I just learned a new ability to condense all the attacked energy in my body. Unfortunately, I would not have made you beat me up..."

"How is this possible?" Fu Nanda was frightened and not afraid of hitting people because of their strong protective energy. It was possible that they could condense the enemy's attack and turn it into their own use?

"By the way, I wouldn't have only half of my skills just now." Xu Ziling smiled sinisterly: "If I hadn't wanted to kill you, a big fool, and beat you to cry until you cried (eb users, please log in to 6t download txt format novel user log in to 6tbsp; Fu Nanda saw a barefoot elf flashing behind Xu Ziling, who was like a snow mountain girl, with magical wings. The colorful and shiny and charming. Although there was only one, it looked extremely natural.

She flew lightly and swam like a swimming fish, her body, her jade hand was slender, and she took out a small cup to feed Xu Ziling gently.

Then he took out the little golden bell that killed the Kucha king that day and tapped it gently on the small golden bell with a small golden pestle.

"The second round of the Chinese Army's turtle against the Tianzhu Fudi turtle began." Wu Zai said with a smile.

"I want to complain." Xu Ziling suddenly pointed at the stunned Fu Nandao and said angrily: "He kicked this young master's ass just now. This was a serious insulting attack. I asked for punishment for this volleyball turtle!"

"What are the punishments?" Wu Xian asked embarrassedly with a frown and her eyebrows.

"Let me kick his ass back in this round!" Xu Ziling asked sincerely.

"Kick!" Wu Xiao smiled slightly like a beautiful little goldfish that satisfies the fisherman's wish and waved her hand with a tolerant wave: "Anyway, I don't see others kicking their butts so roughly, if they hit someone, they would be a little interested.

"You are actually human!" Fu Nantuo snorted, "What's going on? I have to kill you!"

"I think it would be better for you to wipe the towel with tears for a while." Before Xu Ziling finished speaking, Wu pointed to Fu Nanda's headscarf and said, "He was prepared for a long time.

"You guy, you're welcome!" Xu Ziling yelled with his hands, "Cry the turtle on the ground!"

"Vishnu's power!" Funanda snorted. His whole body suddenly shone like a vajra, and a golden eye flashed between his eyebrows, and a golden armor emerged all over his body.

Xu Ziling flew up and fell down. Nan Tuo punched Xu Ziling with a heavy punch, making him feel confused.

But like lightning, the left and right legs kicked out sharp blades and slashed towards Xu Ziling's head and neck almost at the same time.

"Reversal." Xu Ziling's hands hit Fu Nanda's legs. Fu Nanda felt that his right arm was first solid and then empty and then empty, but his left hand was weak and then solid and fought hard for his heavy kick. He hummed his legs ten times more vigorously. Intent to bombard Xu Ziling's left hand.

But in an instant, he felt that his right leg was hit by the opponent's fist force more than ten thousand times.

Even with flexible boneless yoga techniques and internal strength, he could not withstand the opponent's heavy blow. What made his soul scatter was that the power of these attacks was actually his own. Xu Ziling used his attack power to counterattack on his legs. Before he could fly back, he smashed heavily on a pillar of the God of War and shook the entire God of War Temple.

Fu Nantuo vomited blood and rolled on the ground, then got up quickly and trembled all over.

His right leg almost turned into a mass of flesh and blood, as if he had been hit by the Hammer of Thunder. The power of the ten thousand fists suddenly exploded and could not resist it by yoga techniques and body protection.

He knows it if his right leg is finished without looking at it...
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