Samsara Of The Gods: The Fourth Fierce Natural Disaster

"Be careful, he's accumulating strength, everyone is on side by side!"

Seeing the other party's momentum rising, Wang Saki hurriedly shouted, the long sword in his hand took the lead in slashing, followed by nine long swords.

"Ahem, everyone be careful, this old man is a fifth-level powerhouse. He

spurted blood, and the meridians in his body were also injured by the impact, but Wang Zhan got up on his own.

"Fortunately, both inside and outside are cultivated, otherwise this time, I would have been seriously injured. "

Don't look at the miserable beating, but it was only a minor injury, but there was a residual innate true qi in the body, and the internal strength of one body could not exert fifty percent.

"This toad posture, this toad cry, this is toad gong, this old man is one of the five unique Western poison Ouyang Feng!" Seeing

that the other party jumped up like a toad to attack after accumulating strength, Wang Zhan immediately understood the identity of the other party, and at the same time scolded his mother in his heart.

"It is rumored that this thing is crazy, and sure enough, why did he appear at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain?"

Wang Liyuan has been asking them to collect information on various factions in the rivers and lakes, and the five absolute sects in the world are naturally the top priority.

"Everyone be careful, he is a western poison, don't let him accumulate strength, don't resist head-on, just trap it, Wang Saki, go to the ancient tomb quickly, find the young master, just say trap Ouyang Feng, please support immediately." "

Wang Zhan knows that the young master has been looking for the traces of the Five Uniques, and he wants to get the other party's mastery, and at this moment he finds a crazy Western poison, which is definitely a rare opportunity!"

Wang Saki replied while swinging his sword in accordance with the formation.

"What so much nonsense, here is your fastest light work, go quickly!" The

three hundred members of the Wang Family Battle Hall, at worst, have second-rate masters in the rivers and lakes, most of them are first-class masters, such strength, forming a family heirloom Zichen Array to besiege one person, even if it is a five-hundred, it will be consumed to death.

Of course, the five peerless people, if they want to escape, then they can only stare dryly.

In fact, with the strength of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Day after the Wang War, he was able to carry it down after fighting West Poison for one hundred and eighty rounds, and the reason why he was injured in one face was mainly because he had too little actual combat experience.

Since he was a child, he has been by Wang Liyuan's side, and he has never fought against a master, and he has no strength and zero actual combat experience.

When he was suddenly caught by the other party, he was stopped by the western poison, and after messing up, he was directly injured by a slap.

After instructing Wang Saki to find the young master, Wang Zhan bullied him and did not rely on the power of the Zichen Array, but stepped forward alone to challenge.

Five peerless masters, being able to fight with them will only benefit a lot.

However, the ability of this product to die is also a must, not to mention running up to fight against the West Poison, and his mouth is not idle.

"I know who you are, not only who you are, but also your past, and even more so that your son is dead.

"What?!"

Just after repelling the attacks of several people with one palm, Ouyang Feng was accumulating strength, and suddenly heard this person's words, his fierce eyes immediately locked on Wang Zhan, and at the same time, one hand grabbed his head with a painful expression.

"Who am I? tell me, who am I? My son is dead?"

a roar, dusty, and a sharp sound, like a sledgehammer, slammed down on the heads of everyone in the field, and the pain was unbearable.

"Ke'er is dead, my Ke'er is dead, who killed my Ke'er? Ah! You are all going to die, you are going to die!" If

Ouyang Feng just made a move, he was still out of order, then at this moment, it was completely changed.

One move and one style, murderous and horizontal, specializing in key points, all of them are rushing to kill.

The cheap-mouthed Wang Zhan immediately paid the price for this.

In just a few breaths, Ouyang Feng slapped twelve palms in a row, and the palm momentum was strong and heavy, and the true qi was surging.

In the face of the violent West Poison, Wang Zhan tried to fight hard, but the result was directly a tragedy.

Palm to palm, the first palm, do not fall into the wind.

The second palm, trembling all over, a little qi and blood reversed.

In the third palm, the arm trembled slightly, and the internal force was somewhat countercurrent.

In the fourth palm, the palm trembled, congested and swollen, and the tendons and veins in the hand were injured.

In the fifth palm, the arm trembled, the qi and blood poured back, and the internal force flowed backwards, rushing to the arm meridians and chaotic, and the injury was already not light.

In the sixth palm, his arms were crossed, but he was slapped away by a palm, and he barely turned around to avoid the residual strength of this palm.

In the seventh palm, his arms could no longer be raised, so he could only use his body to avoid it, but he was swept on his shoulder by the palm wind, and his right arm was injured again, and he couldn't even lift it.

In the eighth palm, the position of the body was forcibly interrupted, the left shoulder was hit by a palm, and the left arm also followed in the footsteps.

The ninth palm, shrouded in palm wind, has no way to avoid it, so he can only avoid the vital point and use his body to hard.

......

After the twelve palms, Wang Zhan flew out upside down, and while the person was still in the air, he sprayed a large mouthful of blood, and after falling to the ground, his bones were as uncomfortable as falling apart.

In the middle palm of the body, it is high and swollen, turning into a purple color, and the blood clot under the skin is condensed.

Even if Wang Zhan's external skills have reached the acquired consummation, in the face of the strong blow of the Western Poison, he still can't afford to be seriously injured, not only his body is injured, but the meridians in his body have also become chaotic, and he can no longer suppress the innate true qi that entered the body before.

Fortunately, when everyone in the Wang family saw that the situation was not good, they immediately surrounded it and restrained the western poison, otherwise they would be seriously injured, and I am afraid that today will be his sacrifice day next year.

It's just a crazy western poison, every move and every style is ten out of ten skills, but whoever resists will fly next to each other, and if you touch it, you will be injured.

After being beaten and injured dozens of people in a row, the consumption of Western Poison was finally overwhelmed and weakened.

The offensive slowed down, the strength weakened, and the true qi exhausted, which finally relieved everyone.

If it weren't for the three hundred people of the Wang Family's Battle Hall, they would have almost broken through the Zichen Formation directly by Ouyang Feng just now.

"Ahem, how can the difference between acquired and congenital be so big?

Wang Zhan was helped up by Wang Yi and fed a few healing pills, so that his injuries were slightly relieved.

"Boss Zhan, don't speak, you sit down and heal your injuries, two broken ribs, many slight cracks in the arm bones, chaotic meridians in the body, serious injuries to the meridians in the palms, I am afraid that I will leave a secret wound. "

Well, when I first came out of the rivers and lakes, I was almost killed in the first battle, cough cough, it hurt me to death." Feeling

the bad state of his body, after complaining, he honestly crossed his knees and repaired his body injuries with the help of healing medicine.

As time passed, half an hour passed in a flash.

Wang Liyuan dragged the afterimage to run, and when he appeared, he stood beside Wang Zhan.

"Young master, you're finally here.

"Wang Zhan, are you fighting with the West Poison?"

"I received a beating, but although I was seriously injured, the bottleneck was loosened, and within three years, it would not be a problem to break into the congenital."

Wang Zhan gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his body, and said calmly.

"Three years, it's not bad, I'll go to the West Poison first.

Wang Liyuan's figure flickered, a scream came out of his mouth, and the true qi flowed rolling, converging into one palm, and the air condensed, like a cage, enveloping the whole body of the Western Poison and imprinting it.