Chapter 532
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Tie Zhong
The red-clothed Lama Zhabu's body speed is indeed astonishing, or his explosive power is astonishing.
In the blink of an eye, he completed the transition from not doing anything to doing something. Without any warning, he suddenly appeared in front of Wei Yi.
The big sleeves were raised, the palms moved in unison, and the huge palms the size of cattail fan kept falling down. In an instant, countless palm shadows swept towards Wei Yi crazily.
What makes people palpitate is that each of his palms seems to contain astonishing strength, with an extremely ear-piercing shriek, and the whole courtyard suddenly vibrated centered on him.
Seeing this, everyone around couldn't help but their expressions changed in shock.
But the difference is that the two brothers Feng Wen and Feng Wu both had ecstatic expressions on their faces, wishing that the red lama Zhabu would immediately beat Wei Yi to the ground and beg for mercy, so that they could vent their hatred.
On the other hand, Xiao Yulian's face was full of nervousness, and her hands clenched into fists involuntarily. Even if she knew Wei Yi's identity, she knew very well that Wei Yi's strength was extraordinary.
But standing on the sidelines watching with her own eyes, she still couldn't help worrying about Wei Yi. After all, she could tell that the red-clothed Lama Zhabu from the Red Clothes Sect was also not comparable to ordinary warriors.
bang bang bang...
With a series of dull sounds, Wei Yi seemed to be completely overwhelmed by these countless palm shadows in an instant.
But the red-clothed lama Zhabu didn't look happy, instead he couldn't help frowning deeply.
And at this moment, a figure flashed out in midair, and it was another Wei Yi.
To be precise, this is the real Wei Yi.
It turned out that Wei Yi had already dodged and left the moment the red-clothed lama Zhabu made a move, but the speed of the two people's lightning-like exchange of positions was too fast, completely beyond the limit of ordinary people's vision, so it caused a kind of panic to everyone. illusion.
This is also the real reason why the red lama Zhabu frowned. He didn't expect that Wei Yi's ingenuity was better than his.
"Master's speed is not slow."
Wei Yi landed on the ground again, shook his slightly wrinkled robe, raised his head, and said with a relaxed expression, "However, if you don't agree with me, it's not like a master."
The red-clothed lama Zhabu's face was dark, he took a deep look at Wei Yi, and said in a dull voice, "If you are willing to take the initiative to admit defeat, you don't have to do it. Not only will we not hurt our friendship, but we can still be friends."
"Hehe, I'm afraid I've disappointed Master. I'm a very particular person, and I'm not willing to make friends with everyone. So, let's continue to hurt our peace—"
Wei Yi turned his eyes, and then sneered, and he disappeared in the same place in an instant.
"And I think it's better for me to be the main attacker."
"I've always liked to take the initiative."
Wei Yi hadn't finished speaking, but he was already fully displaying his physical skills and martial arts. With a dizzying flicker, he appeared in front of the red-clothed lama, clenched his fist with five fingers of his right hand, and punched it out in an instant.
The airflow in the surrounding space suddenly surged wildly, and a huge air mass was instantly formed around his fist, and he rushed forward rapidly.
Along with this process, the totem vision of the Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants also appeared.
It is indeed the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Fist of the Dacheng full-level realm!
Before that, Wei Yi's physical strength had already reached the peak of Martial King, and last night he experienced the consecration of the top-grade Liulizi with dual attributes.
Although he has not yet broken through to the realm of Wuzong, he has almost reached the limit of the realm of Wuwang.
He punched out like this, and the extremely violent physical power swept along, as if he could directly shatter the void. Rao Zhabu, the red-clothed lama, was extremely confident. Seeing such a powerful and terrifying punch, his face couldn't help but instantly changed.
"It turns out that you are a physical martial artist."
Zhabu shouted in a low voice, his eyes flickered with horror, he did not choose to retreat, nor was he willing to retreat like this, he did not believe that he would not be able to deal with a young man like Wei Yi.
"Good come!"
Instead, he applauded in a deep voice, and at the same time rolled up his sleeves quickly, and then pushed out his palms vigorously, a golden wave of light burst out from the palms of his hands, and immediately blasted forward.
Wei Yi's fist collided with the golden light wave erupting from Zhabu in the blink of an eye.
What is horrifying is that Wei Yi's fist directly crushed the golden light wave, and the golden light wave exploded in a blink of an eye, while Wei Yi's fist came out through the violent energy, and soon It hit the red-clothed Lama Zhabu's chest.
This red-clothed lama Zhabu's cultivation is not weak, and his cultivation has also reached the peak of the Martial King. Although he is not a pure physical martial artist, he has also practiced the art of body training.
Wei Yi slammed his fist on his chest, as if he had touched a hard stone slab.
But it's not the same!
With the power of Wei Yi's punch, not to mention stone slabs, even steel plates can be smashed into pieces. A defense like Zhabu's can't resist it at all, and Wei Yi's punch immediately sent him flying.
A mouthful of blood was spurted wildly in mid-air, and his face turned pale instantly. He flew upside down more than ten meters away, and then hit the ground hard with a "boom".
The power of Wei Yi's punch was so terrifying!
This is completely the crushing of strength, and it is also the strength of a physical martial artist. No matter how many martial arts you change, I will break them all with one strength!
It's just too tough to say anything.
However, this kind of extreme martial arts road is not easy to walk, especially as the road gets narrower and more difficult to advance and break through, if Wei Yi didn't have the golden finger of the system, he wouldn't dare to practice the way of body training.
"Great monk, have you conceded defeat now?"
At this time, Wei Yi took a few steps forward and asked coldly.
At the same time, he also raised his head and glanced at Feng Wen and Feng Wu.
After this glance, Feng Wen and Feng Wu couldn't help trembling all over, and they almost lay down on the ground, feeling a little weak in their legs, and their faces that were already pale due to excessive drinking suddenly changed. Pale as paper.
The lips of the two twitched, but they couldn't say a word.
The maidservants and guards watching around in the courtyard also looked at each other with shocked faces.
On the contrary, Zhabu, the lama in red, struggled slowly and raised his head, his eyes did not show any surrender, but were full of unwillingness and resentment.
"If you want me to admit defeat, it's impossible—"
"How could I, Zhabu, lose to a kid like you!"
With a loud shout, Zhabu suddenly charged forward, a bloody scimitar appeared in his hands out of thin air, he jumped up immediately, and slashed towards Wei Yi in the air.
"go to hell!"
The red-clothed lama's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he slashed down with all his strength without mercy.
In the blink of an eye, he completed the transition from not doing anything to doing something. Without any warning, he suddenly appeared in front of Wei Yi.
The big sleeves were raised, the palms moved in unison, and the huge palms the size of cattail fan kept falling down. In an instant, countless palm shadows swept towards Wei Yi crazily.
What makes people palpitate is that each of his palms seems to contain astonishing strength, with an extremely ear-piercing shriek, and the whole courtyard suddenly vibrated centered on him.
Seeing this, everyone around couldn't help but their expressions changed in shock.
But the difference is that the two brothers Feng Wen and Feng Wu both had ecstatic expressions on their faces, wishing that the red lama Zhabu would immediately beat Wei Yi to the ground and beg for mercy, so that they could vent their hatred.
On the other hand, Xiao Yulian's face was full of nervousness, and her hands clenched into fists involuntarily. Even if she knew Wei Yi's identity, she knew very well that Wei Yi's strength was extraordinary.
But standing on the sidelines watching with her own eyes, she still couldn't help worrying about Wei Yi. After all, she could tell that the red-clothed Lama Zhabu from the Red Clothes Sect was also not comparable to ordinary warriors.
bang bang bang...
With a series of dull sounds, Wei Yi seemed to be completely overwhelmed by these countless palm shadows in an instant.
But the red-clothed lama Zhabu didn't look happy, instead he couldn't help frowning deeply.
And at this moment, a figure flashed out in midair, and it was another Wei Yi.
To be precise, this is the real Wei Yi.
It turned out that Wei Yi had already dodged and left the moment the red-clothed lama Zhabu made a move, but the speed of the two people's lightning-like exchange of positions was too fast, completely beyond the limit of ordinary people's vision, so it caused a kind of panic to everyone. illusion.
This is also the real reason why the red lama Zhabu frowned. He didn't expect that Wei Yi's ingenuity was better than his.
"Master's speed is not slow."
Wei Yi landed on the ground again, shook his slightly wrinkled robe, raised his head, and said with a relaxed expression, "However, if you don't agree with me, it's not like a master."
The red-clothed lama Zhabu's face was dark, he took a deep look at Wei Yi, and said in a dull voice, "If you are willing to take the initiative to admit defeat, you don't have to do it. Not only will we not hurt our friendship, but we can still be friends."
"Hehe, I'm afraid I've disappointed Master. I'm a very particular person, and I'm not willing to make friends with everyone. So, let's continue to hurt our peace—"
Wei Yi turned his eyes, and then sneered, and he disappeared in the same place in an instant.
"And I think it's better for me to be the main attacker."
"I've always liked to take the initiative."
Wei Yi hadn't finished speaking, but he was already fully displaying his physical skills and martial arts. With a dizzying flicker, he appeared in front of the red-clothed lama, clenched his fist with five fingers of his right hand, and punched it out in an instant.
The airflow in the surrounding space suddenly surged wildly, and a huge air mass was instantly formed around his fist, and he rushed forward rapidly.
Along with this process, the totem vision of the Nine Dragons and Nine Elephants also appeared.
It is indeed the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Fist of the Dacheng full-level realm!
Before that, Wei Yi's physical strength had already reached the peak of Martial King, and last night he experienced the consecration of the top-grade Liulizi with dual attributes.
Although he has not yet broken through to the realm of Wuzong, he has almost reached the limit of the realm of Wuwang.
He punched out like this, and the extremely violent physical power swept along, as if he could directly shatter the void. Rao Zhabu, the red-clothed lama, was extremely confident. Seeing such a powerful and terrifying punch, his face couldn't help but instantly changed.
"It turns out that you are a physical martial artist."
Zhabu shouted in a low voice, his eyes flickered with horror, he did not choose to retreat, nor was he willing to retreat like this, he did not believe that he would not be able to deal with a young man like Wei Yi.
"Good come!"
Instead, he applauded in a deep voice, and at the same time rolled up his sleeves quickly, and then pushed out his palms vigorously, a golden wave of light burst out from the palms of his hands, and immediately blasted forward.
Wei Yi's fist collided with the golden light wave erupting from Zhabu in the blink of an eye.
What is horrifying is that Wei Yi's fist directly crushed the golden light wave, and the golden light wave exploded in a blink of an eye, while Wei Yi's fist came out through the violent energy, and soon It hit the red-clothed Lama Zhabu's chest.
This red-clothed lama Zhabu's cultivation is not weak, and his cultivation has also reached the peak of the Martial King. Although he is not a pure physical martial artist, he has also practiced the art of body training.
Wei Yi slammed his fist on his chest, as if he had touched a hard stone slab.
But it's not the same!
With the power of Wei Yi's punch, not to mention stone slabs, even steel plates can be smashed into pieces. A defense like Zhabu's can't resist it at all, and Wei Yi's punch immediately sent him flying.
A mouthful of blood was spurted wildly in mid-air, and his face turned pale instantly. He flew upside down more than ten meters away, and then hit the ground hard with a "boom".
The power of Wei Yi's punch was so terrifying!
This is completely the crushing of strength, and it is also the strength of a physical martial artist. No matter how many martial arts you change, I will break them all with one strength!
It's just too tough to say anything.
However, this kind of extreme martial arts road is not easy to walk, especially as the road gets narrower and more difficult to advance and break through, if Wei Yi didn't have the golden finger of the system, he wouldn't dare to practice the way of body training.
"Great monk, have you conceded defeat now?"
At this time, Wei Yi took a few steps forward and asked coldly.
At the same time, he also raised his head and glanced at Feng Wen and Feng Wu.
After this glance, Feng Wen and Feng Wu couldn't help trembling all over, and they almost lay down on the ground, feeling a little weak in their legs, and their faces that were already pale due to excessive drinking suddenly changed. Pale as paper.
The lips of the two twitched, but they couldn't say a word.
The maidservants and guards watching around in the courtyard also looked at each other with shocked faces.
On the contrary, Zhabu, the lama in red, struggled slowly and raised his head, his eyes did not show any surrender, but were full of unwillingness and resentment.
"If you want me to admit defeat, it's impossible—"
"How could I, Zhabu, lose to a kid like you!"
With a loud shout, Zhabu suddenly charged forward, a bloody scimitar appeared in his hands out of thin air, he jumped up immediately, and slashed towards Wei Yi in the air.
"go to hell!"
The red-clothed lama's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he slashed down with all his strength without mercy.
