My talent is resurrection

Chapter 322 Chapter 320 Eight I used seven levels of strength

The smoke and dust from the pothole dissipated, and Ma Wu got up from the ravine, stretched out her hand and lifted it, her whole body rushed out, shaking off the dust on her body, looking at Chen Jiu with a blank face, and replied.

"I underestimated you."

The little Taoist heavenly official in Xiaotiandi stood aside, pondered for a moment, and smiled slightly under his pale mask, but felt that this person named Chen Jiu was a bit interesting.

The monks around were completely dumbfounded. They really didn't expect that Chen Jiuneng would be so fierce that he would be able to seize the upper hand. He punched the flying horse and danced a lot, giving him a lot of momentum.

Sitting on Niu Mo's lap, Zhou Yu stared wide-eyed. Why did he feel that Chen Jiubi was going to be more aggressive when he was at the border? !

Can someone really improve their combat power like this?

Zhou Yu couldn't believe it.

However, Ma Wu didn't seem to be serious. Although she was punched hard by Chen Jiu, she was basically not injured. Now she looked more serious and looked directly at the golden Chen Jiu.

But still did not draw the sword.

Chen Jiu was taken aback, then reached out and touched his cheek, wondering if he was looked down upon by the horse dance.

Still dare not draw the sword?
Chen Jiu put away his smile, stretched out his hand to move towards Ma Wu, and said seriously, "Draw out the sword."

Ma Wu said expressionlessly: "No need."

Chen Jiu's outstretched hand suddenly squeezed into a fist, and his body came in an instant, punching Ma Wu's head first.

Ma Wu was prepared this time. She tapped Chen Jiu's punch with both fingers, and recited the mantra silently.

Chen Jiu's mouth burst into a wild smile.

Can you really hold it?

Of course it is-

Destruction!

He punched away the aura, and with his fingertips, rushed towards Ma Wu's head with great force, as if he wanted to kill Ma Wu with one punch.

Ma Wu is worthy of being a celestial being. In an instant, he used his other hand to form a palm, on which was the most violent thunder method, and slapped Chen Jiu's punch, hoping to resist Chen Jiu's punch with his palm.

It did hold up.

Resisted for half a second.

Ma Wu's body flew upside down again, reaching out to grab the void, barely stabilizing her figure, and looked at Chen Jiu expressionlessly.

Chen Jiu shook his fist, and the word "kuang" for a gentleman in the sea of ​​consciousness kept shining, so that his martial arts surged, which really had a sense of arrogance.

The onlookers looked dull and speechless.

This is the second time.

Chen Jiu hammered Pegasus head-on for the second time.

Regardless of whether Ma Wu draws his sword or not, the fact has already been determined, and this is very likely to be a close fight!

Chen Jiu used Yuanying to kill horses and dance between heaven and man!

Just thinking about it makes people's heart surge, and the monks around look excited, and start to cry out.

Regardless of the outcome of this battle, a new top talent——Chen Jiu will be born in China.

And it may still be higher than Ma Wu and Xiao Tianguan, the highest Tianjiao standing on the top of the mountain.

Zhou Xian, who was encouraging Chen Jiu below, already had a smiling face, waving his hands constantly, and muttering in his mouth.

"Chen Jiu, Chen Jiu!"

Layman Wutong's expression was much calmer than that of the others, because Ma Wu hadn't drawn his sword yet, and Chen Jiu had already used the god and man first, although he was indeed in a crushing state now.

But Ma Wu has [-]% of her Taoist skills in her sword, and what she carries on her shoulder is not a flying sword, but a fairy-level Taoist sword.

This sword and Ma Wu originated from the same source, and it was a semi-immortal weapon when it was born. Now it has been warmed up and experienced for many years, and its rank has also followed Ma Wu's promotion. Heaven and man have successfully taken the last step and squeezed into the ranks of immortal weapons.

This kind of original fairy weapon is the most terrifying, and it is not much better than the fairy sword of Jianxiu.

Ma Wu's complexion was slightly wrinkled, and she brushed the slightly messy hair on her ears and temples. She seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and lightly shook the Dao sword on her shoulder.

Tremble.

The dao sword was unsheathed in an instant, hanging behind Ma Wu.

Three thousand sword qi.

Xiao Tianguan, who was watching the battle from a distance, nodded slightly. The good show is just beginning now. Whether Chen Jiu can resist and how long he can resist is the factor that determines Chen Jiu's strength.

As for winning...

The little heavenly official didn't think about it at all. After all, the Nascent Soul beats the heavenly man, and there is a huge gap in the realm, which is the root of the difference between human beings and immortals. After a monk becomes a heavenly man, his lifespan is at least a thousand years, and his supernatural powers are extremely powerful. Superb, it can communicate with the world, and the soul can give birth to aura.

So Xiao Tianguan just wanted to see how long Chen Jiu could resist.

Ma Wu waved her hand, turned the Dao sword behind her, pointed the tip of the sword at Chen Jiu, made a trembling sound, and shot first.

The Dao sword came instantly.

Chen Jiu was not afraid at all, and he was solid, and he just punched Daojian with his fist.

Sword and fist fight together.

The tip of the sword began to dissipate inch by inch, transforming into wisps of sword energy, and when it dissipated at the hilt, three thousand sword energy surrounded Chen Jiu's body.

Ma Wu smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, squeezed lightly with one hand, and said.

"cut."

Three thousand sword qi strangled Chen Jiu!

The expressions of the monks around him froze. This was Ma Wu's killer move, and it was also the first move after drawing the sword. If Chen Jiu repelled Ma Wu twice before as a stepping stone, could he be able to catch the strangulation of the three thousand sword qi? This is where the real qualification for fighting lies.

If he could catch it, it meant that Chen Jiu was at the same level as Ma Wu, and even if he was slightly inferior, he would not lose too badly.

The instant strangling and cutting of three thousand sword qi, like the instant bombardment of 3000 yuan infants, tore away towards the golden light and martial arts on Chen Jiu's body.

The scene was appalling.

But it's a pity that Chen Jiu didn't take the damage of Nascent Soul at all.

Will it hurt if three thousand ants scratch it?

For others, I don't know, but for Chen Jiu...

It does itch.

So he walked straight out from the strangling of the three thousand sword qi, and then grinned at Ma Wu, "Can you be more serious?"

It sounds sarcastic.

It was indeed Chen Jiu who was mocking.

However, the horse dance is not serious, for example, the spells released by the incorporeal horse dance in the training tower, the current horse dance is useless.

This proves that Ma Wu has at least [-]% of his energy left.

But Ma Wu was a little surprised that Chen Jiu could resist the strangling of three thousand sword qi so easily, and frowned a little.

Chen Jiu's physical strength is definitely beyond the Nascent Soul realm, and it is a bit underestimated to say that it is a celestial body.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ma Wu's mouth twitched slightly, but she was a little happy. The fight with the real strong is always exciting.

So she raised her fingers slightly, and the three thousand sword qi returned to her position in an instant. She surrounded Ma Wu and tapped lightly with her fingertips.

"Thunder Prison."

The three thousand sword qi suddenly turned the tip of the sword, facing the ground, and fell at various points in Xiaotiandi. Each sword qi flashed with thunder, and instantly shot straight into the sky, like a pillar of thunder equal to the sky, trapping Chen Jiu in it.

The purple light in Ma Wu's eyes shone more and more, during which thunder kept beating, and the raised palm suddenly flicked down, and the voice of heaven continued in his mouth.

"Bomb!"

In the thunder prison, the thunder pillar blasted down, and even the small world trembled, with the power of destroying the world!
Chen Jiu's pupils were filled with golden light, shining extremely brightly. He clenched his fist tightly, and the fist was full of energy, and the flames ignited, covering it with the meaning of "extremely small" in the way of the fist, making the whole fist tremble slightly uncontrollably .

Xiaotiandi shook violently, as if it couldn't bear the two huge auras.

Thunder explodes!

Chen Jiu punched.

A violent white light flashed between the sky and the earth.

(End of this chapter)