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Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty Nine: Martial Arts Contest (Twenty-nine)

"I finally came out and thought you would hide for the rest of my life." Fang Yushu's eyes flashed, and he said this, but his hands were not slow.

A long sword in his sleeve was unsheathed, turned into a green dragon, and headed towards Wu Lin's eyebrows.

But before he could get closer, a blood thunder fell from the sky. Fang Yushu turned around and changed his move. The Qinglong turned, and the sword energy gushed out, rushing away the blood thunder.

He couldn't help but take three steps back. Seeing his long sword turning into crispy, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. If he had just caught off guard, the blood thunder fell on him, he would probably have suffered a severe injury.

He threw away the long sword, and his body was winding like a dragon. The Huangtian magic power in Wu Lin's body surged and flowed to his eyes, and then he could see Fang Yushu's figure clearly.

He raised his hand and put the Nine-section Staff on his chest, and then he barely held Fang Yushu's palm, but he could not see Fang Yushu's palm after palm, one palm was passing by one palm, and it was endlessly like a storm.

At this time, Su Wei took over and pulled Wu Lin and moved around, avoiding Fang Yushu's palm seal.

"Just a mob, I want to escape."

Fang Yushu had a little under his feet and came straight up.

But suddenly a thunder sounded in his ear. Before he could look up, the raindrops as big as beans hit his face. At some point, there were dark clouds in the sky, lightning and thunder.

An unknown premonition arose from Fang Yushu's heart, and his body retreated dozens of steps, only to see that the place where he was originally standing was charred.

If he hadn't flashed fast enough, the thunder would have fallen on his head.

"This son must die."

With the strength of the second-grade Zhou Tian, ​​it is extremely absurd that he can actually threaten his ninth-grade God-Transporting God.

Unfortunately, Fang Yushu was one step late. When the strong wind swept, and the thick fog rose? Heavy rain fell down

Uninterrupted thunder fell?     A terrifying thunder prison formed in the wind and rain spreading in all directions, without any gaps?                                        �

Wu Lin, who is in the center of the Thunder Prison, surrounded by five-colored light? The light of light that emerged from his eyes made Fang Yushu's heart even more murderous intent.

Wu Lin also noticed Fang Yushu's murderous intent, and on the nine-section scepter on his hand? A bright light suddenly appeared in the mouth of the Huang Tianzhen Dragon, which had been fading from the blood color for a long time.

At that moment? Fang Yushu seemed to have seen the fairyland? But his tenacious martial arts will leave and broke free from this enchanting light.

"Demonic Technique." Fang Yushu had determined this fact in his heart by using his lightning skills with all his strength.

Taking this opportunity, Wu Lin popped up a talisman in his hand. The talisman was blessed by thunder? It turned into a thunder dragon? It headed straight towards Fang Yushu who had just been dodged.

This talisman is a divine talisman on Shenxiao, and it contains a ray of heavenly thunder. Although this thunder is exactly the same as the falling thunder, this talisman has been blessed by Wu Lin. As long as the magic power in the talisman has not been exhausted yet, it will independently pursue the target aura, which can be said to be endless.

If Wu Lin was alone, wouldn't he release it? More importantly, once he was hit by the divine talisman on the Shenxiao, a thunder mark would appear on his body? This thunder mark would be expelled, but it was useless in daily life? But once it was on a thunderstorm day, the falling thunder would be involuntarily attracted by the thunder mark.

But the owner of the Thunder Seal was struck by the thunder? The Thunder Seal will deepen a little, making the Thunder powerful.

Fang Yushu watched the thunder dragon coming towards him, and another long sword in his sleeve was thrown out directly, turning into a white sword and stabbed into the thunder dragon transformed by the divine talisman on the divine sky.

If the divine talisman on Shenxiao has not been used yet, it is indeed a carrier of yellow paper. But if it is used, it will become the thunder sealed inside. The yellow paper can no longer bear it and turns into ashes.

The long sword penetrated through the thunder dragon and fought a loneliness, but the thunder dragon passed through the long sword without any change.

At this moment, Fang Yushu had already responded, and the true energy in his body penetrated out of his body, swept into a torrent and faced the divine talisman on the divine sky.

In an instant, the lightning light was free, and the divine talisman on the divine sky was actually dispersed by Fang Yushu's true energy, and a series of rushing currents spread out.

Many constables from Zhenwusi who arrived were naturally splashed a lot, but the amount was not large. The body was slightly paralyzed, and the true energy turned inside the body, and the paralysis disappeared.

Fang Yushu, who even faced these currents, had no paralysis because of his strong strength.

"Supply, I can protect you from death." Fang Yushu wrote it out. He couldn't protect Wu Lin, just wanted to deceive him out of the Thunder Prison.

"Gather the energy of heaven and follow the way of heaven."

"Call the wind and rain, drive away lightning and lightning."

Wu Lin did not respond, but recited the mantra loudly.

After hearing this, Fang Yushu suddenly realized something was wrong. At some point, thunder traces had climbed on his body. When he turned around, he saw that the constables in the Zhenwu Division had more or less thunder traces.

There were countless people on him, spreading all over his skin, and his true energy was running rapidly, trying to drive out the thunder trace.

On weekdays, this thunder scar is just a time to count breaths, but where can I give him the time to count breaths?

In the dark night, the powerful thunder prison spread violently around Wulin. No one in the Zhenwusi could react, and thunder came in an instant.

For Wu Lin, the thunder in the divine talisman on Shenxiao is really just dispensable. What is really useful is that the thunder mark, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, is the real wonderful use.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yushu's pupils shrank, and the true qi in his body moved to the extreme and turned into layers of true qi to protect himself.

No matter how fast he is, he is not as fast as the thunder coming towards him. The reason why he was able to avoid the thunder falling from the sky before was because of his perception and dodging in advance. But now it is different. These thunders locked on their aura and could not even be avoided.

With his ninth-grade God-Transporting Warriors, there is definitely no problem to resist, but the remaining Martial Warriors can only leave their fate.

Even except for the three eighth-grade Wuqu commanders who reacted, the people who played it were not able to react at all.

Wei Feng, the man who fled abroad, naturally reacted, and couldn't help but curse in his heart. What's going on? How did the fight that took only a few rounds of time evolve into this way? It was a life-threatening person.
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