Zhong Sheng is like a piece of rubber, being hit by fists like raindrops, but he doesn't say a word

The more the Maitreya messenger fought, the more surprised he became. If he continued like this, he would die of exhaustion first.

"The holy elephant touches the sky."

Maitreya Messenger released Zhong Sheng's hands, put his hands together, and made a posture.

He put one foot on the ground and slowly raised the other foot.

The soles of the feet in the sky seem to be higher than the sky, piercing the clouds and stepping on the earth.

The target is clearly Zhong Sheng embedded in the city wall.

The Maitreya Messenger's hard-trained elephant power is all gathered in one foot.

This kick can break through the earth's crust, causing springs to gush out from the flat ground.

Zhong Sheng was punched so hard that he was completely breathless. If he was kicked by the holy elephant again, he would definitely die.

"Come again."

"This is the secret transmission of your Buddha, the Small Successful Mantra of Good Emptiness."

"Whoosh!"

The river section was narrow and deep, and the seven people quickly finished sinking before entering the water.

"Good emptiness is a small mantra."

Maitreya Messenger grabbed Xue Ren's head, pushed it weakly into the water, and immediately picked up the water splash eighty-two meters down.

"Every blow is bound to hit, every hit is bound to be wounded. Once we fight, there will be seven tuberculosis and one wound."

It’s hard to imagine why I can explode with such tremendous power?

Just as Long Li opened his mouth, his heart suddenly hurt, and a wound appeared in the air, tearing open the flesh.

Look at Long Li's fist again. It's not yet red and swollen, but it's slightly trembling.

Long Li was stained with white mud, and he immediately reacted, clenching his fist and slamming the knee of Maitreya Messenger.

In the line of sight, a figure gradually approached, it was Long Li.

Maitreya Messenger ignored it and stepped on Zhong Sheng, just as he was about to feel the bones shattering and flesh and blood bursting into pulp.

It turns out that there is a river section in the distance, and the river is about tens of meters narrow.

Only one without amazing divine power could create such a wonder.

As soon as I finished speaking, my ten fingers were as flexible as snakes, switching between dozens in an instant.

Looking at the lips, they are also trembling at a low frequency, as if they are chanting something.

At the last moment, the dragon's power arrived first, rising to the level of Maitreya Messenger, and struck with both fists, hitting Maitreya Messenger's chest.

That's my exclusive advantage, the power of dragon and elephant, water and land, tied for first place.

Maitreya Messenger listened to the sound of water and suddenly had an idea.

Long Li opened his eyebrows and raised his eyes. I believe in evil. Everything in the world has no context. There are traces that can be found.

"Ask me again, what is the name of his evil magic?

The next moment...

While Long Li was struggling fiercely, he saw the deep and distant river bottom shrinking in sight, with no water or plants floating around.

If Maitreya Messenger has ever played fried fish, he can describe the scene happening behind my eyes.

My eyes turned white, and I landed on my back, rubbing against soft soil, rough sand, gravel-strewn rocks, etc.

The power of the dragon and elephant, I have achieved a small degree of success in practicing the power of the elephant, Zhong Sheng is just a beginner.

The leader of the eight altars who had just arrived said helplessly, "Follow me."

But the thin dragon blood beneath him naturally brings about a very sophisticated water quality.

And that direction...

Long Li's face was agitated by the river water, and he immediately reacted.

Maitreya Messenger stood up, put his hands behind his back, and made a hand seal.

The surrounding air circulates crazily, collides thousands of times in one breath, and finally leaks into a certain direction.

Boom!

At the last moment, a majestic force that had never been seen before suddenly burst out from the bottom of the water.

Hitting him on land means death, but it is like pushing him into the river and drowning him alive.

Seeing how long it took for the seven of them to decide the winner, I was horrified. They were just two tireless beasts.

Thousands of momentum spewed out from the hole in the wall, and black shadows rushed out, covering the Maitreya messenger.

The first one to bear the brunt was the sole of his foot, which was hit by Zhong Sheng's punch.

Along the wound, blood gushed out like a spring, and the strength gained from the body also drained out.

The Maitreya messenger pointed at Xue Ren's chest and asked, "How does it taste?"

Maitreya Messenger suddenly discovered that Xue Ren’s head was struggling in his palm.

Maitreya Messenger moved his soles to numb his feet, turned sideways to protect Xue Ren's waist, and fell to the ground on his head.

A flower exploded on the river, half a hundred meters in diameter and 70 to 80 meters high. The turbulent water waves formed surrounding petals.

Look at the knees again, they are bloody and bloody.

"Can he invite Bai Maitreya to descend? Come and see!"

Unexpectedly, under the river bank, there are cultivated fertile fields everywhere. The land is soft and can kill people if hit.

Messenger Maitreya shook his head, "To deal with him, it's better to use the Buddha himself to come back. You won't be able to do it."

"As he wishes!"

It's a matter of slow speed. This is a witchcraft, and it's better to guard against it.

From the corner of my eye, I saw the boiling river above, dragon power popping up like shells.

If someone is an abnormal person, even a yellow turban warrior, if I do that, his bloody spine will be extracted on the spot.

"How is that possible?"

The sound of bone cracking sounded, and Long Li's body suddenly became numb. He took a step forward in an instant and stood firm after falling.

"Here you go up."

Boom!

"You haven't eaten yet, you're beating and kicking me, and you're tickling me?"

The power of the dragon forced me to give up land and enter the water to solve the problem, which is enough to be proud of.

Maitreya Messenger's whole body strength is concentrated on the soles of his feet, and his strength is enough to split steel plates and sink the earth's crust.

When Zhong Sheng's punch hit, there was a crisp sound of broken glass.

"Haha!"

Taoist Li is by my side. Is there any water-avoiding spell? I'm at a disadvantage at the moment

Long Li frowned, and when he raised his eyes, he only saw a flash of white shadow, and he was already hit

It is still unbelievable that Maitreya messenger is flying in the clouds and dancing in the air.

Two pops!

Head-to-head, strong versus strong!

Xue Ren shook his head and said, "Don't pretend to be a fool. It's true that the beating is over."

The seven people fell to the river bank with great force, making an arc and falling to the ground, creating two small craters.

Maitreya Messenger's internal bells are activated, he closes his mouth and nose, and his skin can breathe from the river water.

When Maitreya Messenger stood up, the soles of his feet were numb, and the bones seemed to have been broken. Only the inner layer of skin and flesh was missing, barely maintaining their original shape.

But Xue Ren was just like a carp, his body tightened, and his skin and flesh slid open the tiger's claw lock to take it.

"Come again!"

The surface of the river, which was a hundred meters in radius, suddenly dropped several feet, rolling and bubbling like a boil.

"Strength can win, but there is no way to deal with it."

"Huh?"

Longli's running boost, a few breaths turned into afterimages, and then he was killed in front of him.

It took a long time to stop...

So slow to drown?

Peiran Modang's huge power was only able to reject all my upward pressure, and even lifted the Maitreya messenger into the air. Read the book

What does that serious injury mean? The key is that Longli can see how the opponent moves and how to succeed. He can even see how his own hand is injured. It's so weird.

After shaking for a long time, the eight men and horses hurried to the distance and continued to watch the battle.

Maitreya Messenger pointed again in the air, this time the target was Long Li's knee.

Zhong Sheng's voice came from deep inside the city wall.

In the final analysis, what I am most proud of is my imagination, not my beginner's ability.

Maitreya Messenger kept his feet raised, but was hit by Longli's punch and flew ten miles away.

"Yes, I remember." The sound of running water rang in my ears.

The Maitreya messenger immediately changed his tactics and used the power of the dragon to pull out a long ravine on the ground, all the way across the river embankment.
Chapter completed!