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The old man made his legs and one arm like a rock, vowing to trap Zhao Wuji here.

Zhao Wou-ki moved slightly, without any effort, the old man increased the binding force like a frightened snake, for fear that Zhao Wou-ki would take the opportunity to break free.

Zao Wou-ki tried several times, and he didn't give up until he couldn't feel the binding force increase.

What he did was actually testing the limit of this restraint. If the old man's restraint on him had not reached the limit, and he still kept his hands, once Zhao Wuji broke free, he would be easily rebounded, which would be more troublesome.

Therefore, the safest thing to do is to suppress the old man's restraint on himself to the highest level...

The old man's skin color was now light gray and black, and those meridians formed a network and slightly protruded from the surface of the skin, which also burst into deep black.

He locked and restrained Zao Wou-Ki tightly all over his body. It seemed that Zao Wou-Ki had no range of motion. An ordinary person would probably have suffocated to death by now. However, even though Zhao Wou-Ki was tightly strangled, his complexion was as usual, not at all. That kind of suffocating and painful red-purple expression is not the kind of unbearable expression of being overwhelmed with pain.

Calm, and the disdain clearly visible at the corner of his mouth.

Until now, Zao Wou-ki still has an ultimate weapon that is useless, and that is the dragon claw hand that can destroy everything.

However, Zao Wou-ki was not prepared to use this until now, because he would only use this in a real crisis, which could be called a life-and-death situation, and the current situation, in Zao Wou-ki's eyes, is obviously not considered a It's a matter of life and death, at most it's just a little bit of congestion and chaos.

After this strengthening, what changes will happen to the Dragon Claw Hand?Zhao Wuji didn't know in his heart, but he was always looking forward to the characteristics of the changed Dragon Claw Hand.

But now is not the time to think about this, now, Zao Wou-ki wants to break free from this old thing.

At this moment, there was a faint chill around him.

Around Zao Wou-ki is a large vacuum.

I don't know how many people looked at Zhao Wuji, including the group of Doomsday Empire waiting in the sky to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

In the dark, there seemed to be countless people waiting for Zhao Wou-ki's next move.

Without any warning, this vacuum seems to have fallen into a brief state of stillness.

The wind blew past as always, with the wind filled with dust and fallen leaves.

Seconds passed by, tense and suppressed, slowly accumulating bit by bit, spreading around like a raging tide.

There is no doubt that Zao Wou-ki's absolute strength after this strengthening is far greater than that of the ascetic monk, but the ascetic monk's current move, which is like a giant snake, combines the highest body skills in yoga. At that time, the secret method that almost infinitely increased the potential of life bound Zao Wou-Ki tightly, making it impossible for Zao Wou-Ki to burst out his strength for a while.

And Zao Wou-ki's explosive power is precisely the most amazing and terrifying, the explosive power is limited, causing Zao Wou-ki to have a short-term sense of restraint.

But all of this is not a problem, because only absolute strength is the key. The old man's temporary fetters caused by using secret methods and skills will eventually be smashed to pieces under Zao Wou-ki's absolute strength.

There was a faint creaking sound, and then, just a few seconds later, the creaking sound became louder and louder.

This is a sound produced by friction, and the source of the sound...

Impressively, it was Zhao Wou-ki who was slowly propping his legs outward.

creak creak creak creak creak creak creak creak creak

At the beginning, because of Zhao Wuji's sudden behavior of preparing to break free from his shackles, the old ascetic monk was slightly pushed away by Zao Wou-ki, but when he realized this, it was difficult to return to his original state.

Zhao Wou-ki's legs, which were locked tightly, were slightly bent.

But the old man's eyes sharpened, and he took another big breath, but he bent his only remaining arm that was tightly strangling Zao Wou-ki's neck, and it became tighter and tighter, beyond the ultimate, there was the ultimate.

Zhao Wou-ki opened his eyes suddenly, and his neck exploded. Big tendons like thin steel bars coiled around the sides of his neck, and he forcibly stretched out the old tree-like arm that was trying to strangle him.

This movement was completed in an instant, and then, Zhao Wuji's arms that had been hanging down moved.

It can be said that the arms are the main combat power of a person after the legs, especially for Zao Wou-ki.

The arm has a force of four tons and is completely free at this time.

"Hmph! Is it tight enough?" Zhao Wuji suddenly said coldly, his right arm was like a spirit snake biting the prey with a flickering afterimage.

A scream pierced through the air of average density.

The nail was like an accelerated version of the bullet, bursting out the airflow, rubbing against the air to produce a faint white mist, and then, like a long arrow piercing the clouds, it shot straight at the target, and the arrow was the toughest diamond.

"Ding" sound.

Like the roar of a golden bell, the echo is endless.

Zhao Wou-ki's hand had a bronze complexion and a shiny luster. It was enough to slap a giant elephant to death. It came crashing down, but it was impartial, hitting the skinny old hand that was strangling Zhao Wou-ki's neck.

"Ha, I guessed right." Zhao Wou-ki said with a long smile, his eyes were dazzlingly bright.

It turned out that when Zhao Wuji slapped this hand with a palm, he felt that this hand was not like a living thing at all, as if it had turned into a thing, like a rock, like an old tree, lifeless.

"It seems that the price you paid for blocking me is not small?" Zhao Wou-ki sneered.

Wanting to restrain Zao Wou-Ki, who now has four tons of arm strength and eight tons of leg strength, like this, the price for this ascetic monk is to burn his own fire of life!

Otherwise, who can stop Zhao Wuji!

Zao Wou-ki with this strength in his previous life had already gained a great reputation on the interstellar battlefield. If he encountered those Zerg races that spread across the universe and had hard shells that were no less than armor, he would just punch and kick. Other soldiers, Only relying on the energy-concentrating blaster can pierce the shell of the Zerg and kill them. At that time, it was the beginning of Zao Wou-ki's emergence and fame in the Federation.

Right now, Zhao Wuji asserted that the old man used the method of burning the fire of life to stop himself, when he said this, the ascetic monk's eyes flashed strangely, but he didn't send a single glance.

The corners of Zhao Wou-ki's mouth turned up, and he took his hand away.

I saw that the withered vine-like hand didn't seem to have changed, but when it was opened, cracks like cracks slowly spread, just like a stone.

Zhao Wou-ki shook his head and said: "Your arm is like a dead thing, it's not worth mentioning, it's not as good as a stubborn rock." Saying that, Zhao Wou-ki slapped again, with a "slap", with a suppressed air The waves, bombarding the hand that was broken in every possible way,

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, the powder overflowed, and under the action of the air waves photographed by Zao Wou-ki, a mist of smoke and dust was formed.

"How unusual is it with the porcelain man!" Zhao Wuji laughed, his heart was completely clear about the strength of this ascetic monk.

In short, this ascetic monk has strengths, but too much emphasis on Moore's aspect has led to uneven development. At this time, his weaknesses, and even fatal weaknesses, are all exposed.

Below the bend of the old man's arm, everything turned into dust, and above the bend of the arm, it was riddled with holes and nothing.

At this time, the old ascetic monk only had strength left in his legs, but Zhao Wuji could clearly feel that the power generated by the burning of the life force was slowly moving along with his legs as he slowly exerted force. Time passed, and soon, if Zhao Wuji didn't make a move, this old man would also die because his life force was exhausted and exhausted.

However, Zao Wou-ki will not be in a stalemate with him, although his speed is not fast, his legs are spreading out inch by inch, without any sense of stagnation.

When it reached the width of his arms, Zhao Wou-ki sneered back, the old man's face turned pale, his aura was already weakening, and he was no longer as vigorous as a bull just now.

Zhao Wou-ki's legs didn't move, but those fists blasted out like two giant cannons, compressing every inch of the air, and finally reaching the crossed legs.

boom······

A ripple swayed on the ascetic monk's leg. At first, the old man was still using his own vitality to barely offset the force of Zao Wou-ki's punch that was enough to explode the air. It was just the vibration of these forces that made his whole body tremble. Twitching tightly, he only exhaled heavily with white mist.

In the end, the vitality was unsustainable, but Zhao Wuji could only feel the energy receding like a tide slowly dissipating from his legs, and those legs gradually became like real dead trees.

Kacha Kacha...

A series of cracks began to appear, they criss-crossed and spread, covering the entire leg in a short while.

"You are useless." Zhao Wuji said coldly.

The ascetic monk still didn't say a word, seeing this, Zhao Wuji knew in his heart that this ascetic monk might have put life and death aside a long time ago.

Because, his goal had already been achieved, and those three people disappeared from Zhao Wuji's sight.

Zhao Wuji's icy eyes shot out, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Zhao Wou-ki's legs trembled, and a heavy "buzz" sound burst out, and the old ascetic monk's legs suddenly turned into dust and spread all over the surroundings.

He has no limbs now, although with his current vitality, there is no problem in living for another few decades, but he is already useless and useless.

Under this shock, the ascetic old man fell to the ground with a crash. It was no wonder that his limbs had turned into smoke and dust.

Zhao Wou-ki threw off this burden, moved his limbs, and for a while, the air was filled with buzzing sounds, and the sound of explosions could be heard endlessly.

Tens of seconds later, Zao Wou-ki stopped his movements, looked down at the ascetic monk, and said, "Seeing that you are suffering even if you are alive, why don't I give you a ride!"

The ascetic monk didn't say a word, just closed his eyes, before the eyes closed, there was a hint of relief.

Zhao Wou-ki squinted his eyes, and slapped him on the head.