Chapter 392: God finger

"No, I have to stand further."

This old man is really too poisonous, and a little bit of his toxin will hurt his body, so Wang Feng once again retreated to a farther place, fearing being accidentally injured.

"Gui Jianshou, how about your fame and unique knowledge? Why don't you show it?" The old undead shouted, seemingly angry and Gui Jianshou avoided his palm.

"To deal with people like you, it's not worthy of me to resort to my unique skills. My exercises are innate restraint to you, and you will definitely die today."

"Joke, I have studied your "Nine-Nine Gui Yuan Dafa" a long time ago, and you have to thank your precious apprentice. If it weren't for him, I might not have obtained this technique."

"Bastard." When the old thing was mentioned again, Gui Jianshou seemed to become extremely angry. His first apprentice had always been the pain in his heart, and he would be sad whenever he mentioned it.

So at this moment, being so excited by the other party, he almost lost his reason when he saw sorrow.

"Master, don't be affected by his words." Seeing that the master's breath was rapidly becoming disordered, Wang Feng also shouted a loud reminder.

"Where's the little wild species, roll me aside." Hearing Wang Feng's words, this old immortal big sleeve waved, and suddenly a powerful aura struck Wang Feng, sending him at least twenty. Mi Zhiyuan, rolled on the ground for a while before stopping.

"Ahem..."

After coughing violently for several times, Wang Feng felt that he was relieved. He was traumatized by others just by blowing his sleeves. The gap was too great.

"Old Poison, I know that you have always wanted to kill me, and I will give you this opportunity today." Suddenly, the ghost sorrowful mouth made a sound, he no longer dodged, but directly attacked and killed face to face.

"Oops." Wang Feng's expression also changed when he saw that his master had to choose to head-to-head with the other party.

The Xingyiquan they practiced has the advantage of being fast, but now Gui Jianshou has to actively give up the haste and chose close combat. This is a big loss.

This old undead is full of poison, and he will be poisoned if he comes into contact with it. Is his master too impulsive?

"Haha, good come, since you want to die, then I will reluctantly give you a ride today. Don't thank me too much." Seeing the ghost rushing to see the sorrow, the old immortal was not afraid, but he laughed. come out.

"If you want me to die, you still don't have that ability." Gui Jianshou made the most beneficial counterattack with action.

A sonorous voice radiated from the two of them. Every time they collided, it seemed as if two pieces of steel had collided together, which made Wang Feng feel incredible.

Human flesh and blood can be as hard as steel, which is really incredible.

It seems that when he is promoted to the Void Realm, the monk will really be promoted a lot, and all aspects will be strengthened.

Although it seems that the strength of the two of them is between that of Zhong Bo, Wang Feng knows that his master will suffer a lot from fighting each other in close proximity.

One after another afterimages flashed across the platform, and the speed of the two people was so fast that Wang Feng had to use his perspective ability to watch the battle between the two of them.

With the perspective ability, Wang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, because he was finally able to see every move and every style of the battle between the two of them.

But another thing that surprised Wang Feng was that the two nebulae that he saw before were not fake, they were real things.

These two things of different colors and shapes turned out to be the aura of the two of them. The aura is invisible and intangible, but can only be felt.

However, the aura emanating from the two of them was almost reaching materiality, which is really shocking.

The two people are fighting at the moment, but their aura is also fighting with each other, as if thousands of troops are fighting, let Wang Feng open his eyes.

The aura is invisible, but it is real. A strong aura can make people feel pressured. A declining aura represents a person's strength.

This is the same as the battle between the two of them now. If one side's momentum loses, it may immediately decide the winner.

Two people are very fast, they can make a few shots in almost a second, and the frequency of the fights is too high.

However, under the ability of perspective, Wang Feng can have a lot of poisonous gas that has entered the body of Gui Jianshou. His body is constantly being traumatized. Looking at the old immortal, the whole body is full of that kind of poisonous gas. He has nothing to do with sulfuric acid.

"Black evil palm." A violent shout came from the old immortal's mouth, and then Wang Feng saw his palm covered with rich poison gas and hit his master with a palm.

Originally, Wang Feng thought that his master would hide, but the final result was not like this. The other party's palm hit the ghost and sorrow, and he didn't mean to avoid it at all. He actually let out his body, and the same palm was toward the other party. Hit his body.

"Replace injury for injury?" Wang Feng was taken aback when he saw the master's approach. It is Wang Feng's old trick to injure the enemy by one thousand and eight hundred. When is his master accustomed to using this technique against the enemy?

boom!

As if two cannons were shot out, their palms fell on each other's chest almost at the same time.

Rumbling.

Two roars sounded, accompanied by the shaking of the ground, and at this moment both of them hit the top of the mountain, not knowing whether it was dead or alive.

Wang Feng, the old poison’s life and death, can ignore it, but he can’t care about his master, so seeing his master fly out, Wang Feng didn’t hesitate at all, and ran in the direction he flew out quickly.

Soon he saw his master in a ravine, and he was covered in black mist, making his scalp numb.

"Go away a little bit, don't get close to me." Seeing Wang Feng rushing over, the ghost shouted with sorrow.

"Master, why don't you use your own strengths to deal with him?" Wang Feng asked, unable to understand what his master thought.

"If you want to kill him, I must first hit him hard. You step aside and leave me alone." He took a deep breath, and Gui Jianshou bounced from the ground all at once. Meters away.

When I came to the platform again, I saw that the old poison had also returned with blood on the corner of his mouth. This time, both people were injured in varying degrees.

But this is not enough to kill their lives, the two of them still have extremely strong fighting capabilities.

"Haha, I really didn't expect that the famous Gui Jianshou even used this kind of trick, which really opened my eyes."

"In order to kill you, I will not hesitate even if I die."

"Well said, since that's the case, then I have nothing to say, let's see the truth under our hands."

"Ghosts are sorrowful, there are countless people who have died under my hands, and now you will become one of them, the ultimate hand."

The old immortal spoke in a cold voice, causing Wang Feng to be shocked.

It looks like he is going to make a trick.

Juemai hand Wang Feng has never heard of it, but just listening to this name is an extremely vicious skill, and it is estimated that the attack power is also very terrifying.

Seeing that the other party had already resorted to a trick, the ghost looked sad and his face was dignified. Juemai hand Wang Feng was not familiar with it, but he had a deep understanding.

Just like Wang Feng thought, this is a very vicious kung fu, attacking people, it can make the whole body meridian broken, ordinary people are killed on the spot, not human.

Even if a powerful monk is hit, the meridians will be damaged, ranging from falling to the realm, or losing all direct skills, and becoming a useless person from then on.

It can be said that this skill is something that many people in the cultivating world hate, because many people have suffered greatly and have not recovered yet.

Although the ghosts and sorrows have had countless lives, but they have no solution to this Juemai, because the opponent destroys not only the meridians, but also vitality.

The vitality is gone, even if the gods come, it will not help. It is like saving people. People are already dead. Even if your medical skills are amazing, can you save the dead?

It is impossible for dead trees to regenerate, and so is the complete necrosis of the meridians.

Therefore, in the face of such vicious moves, it is impossible for the ghost to look sad and solemn, because he knows that this is the opponent's biggest hole card, and he is probably desperate.

"Since you are all like this, it seems that I can't use my fame skills today."

"I have not used this trick for more than a few years, but today I will use it to kill you."

"God's finger." The ghost made a sound in his sad mouth, and then what made Wang Feng stunned happened.

He actually saw his master's body slowly rising into the air, yes, the whole physical body was rising into the air, as if it would fly.

"How is it possible?" It is a recognized thing that human beings can't fly, even the monk Wang Feng has never seen anyone who can fly.

But now his master has risen into the sky, how could he not be shocked? This can be called the most incredible thing he has ever seen since his practice.

The body slowly rises into the air. At this moment, the ghost feels sorrow as if it is about to feather and soar, and the body rises a full tens of meters before stopping.

"Old poison, to be able to die under this finger, I think you should be satisfied." Standing in the air and looking down below, the ghost looked sad and solemn, and then directly pointed a finger towards the old poison.

The fingers did not touch the body of the old poison, but with Wang Feng's perspective ability, he could see his master's palm as if it had become extremely huge at this moment, as if it had been enlarged hundreds of times.

That one finger is afraid of human body thickness, which is unimaginable.

"It's not up to you who lives or dies." Seeing that the ghost has made a decision, the old poison dare not hide it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ directly slap it in the air.

The terrifying aura reached its apex at this moment, and both of them had already exercised their own peculiarities. This was almost the strongest force they could stand up right now, and it was also the most tragic monk battle that Wang Feng had ever seen.

The ground rumbling, at this moment the trees around the platform were broken, completely unable to stop the two of them from erupting.

It was as if a tornado had struck by, the nearby mountain peaks had all become bare, and when it fell, Wang Feng was almost buried.

Rumbling.

As if a nuclear weapon had exploded, at this moment a terrifying ripple swept across all directions centered on the two of them, even though Wang Feng could not escape, unfortunately he was hit.

The body seemed to explode as uncomfortable. The clothes on Wang Feng's body were completely shattered at this moment, and even his skin was cracked, just like that porcelain, cracks covered his body. ,

But even so, Wang Feng still didn't close his eyes, because he wanted to see the strongest blow of the two of them with his own eyes.