Chapter 176 (Part 1)

"Boy, the young master said that he would not hurt your life. I also bet with others. Ten breaths will solve the problem. Don't blame me for not saying hello before taking action. You should pay attention! Biao, the Dragon Fist of the Mountain--"

A dazzling red light burst out, and a thunderous sound was like a thunder thunder in the clear sky. The powerful force squeezed the air around the fist and shrank into a ball. A layer of milky white air cover was covered with the red light, and the sky-breaking meteor hit Wu Luo's chest like a meteor.

"Ten breaths? Doesn't it hurt my life?" Wu Luo sneered.

"That's right, leave the resurrection grass, and I will let you go safely..."

Below, the people from the Eight Great God Tombs did not expect that the forces of the Great Sage of the Demon Clan would really fight and kill each other. Their faces changed slightly, thinking about what impact this incident would have on the situation in the entire Dongtu.

Only Ruan Sheri pulled out a large and comfortable chair from his storage treasure, sat down with his legs crossed, and shook his feet slowly, saying: "That old guy thinks he is self-righteous, but he has to suffer..."

Kuai Cong turned around and glared at him fiercely. Now Ruan Sheri was innocent and became Wu Luo's "friendly friend" in the eyes of other high priests. He was unintentionally speaking, but in the ears of others, he became Wu Luo's strong support!

Kuai Cong said angrily: "The old man's strength is only a short difference compared to us. I am afraid that he is not inferior to the tiger and leopard warriors in the eight god tombs. How can Wu Luo be his opponent!"

Ruan Sheri was about to refute, but when he saw that the other six high priests agreed with each other, he stopped talking. Everyone didn't believe what he said before. Wu Luo was the spokesperson of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan, and insisted on surrounding the six-sided stone tablet and looking at the ring in person, which made him very annoyed.

So before, Wu Luo entered the annual ring cemetery alone, Ruan Sheri did not tell them about all kinds of deeds. The other seven high priests did not understand the combat power of Wu Luo at all.

Wen Zhaohe gently stroked his white beard and sighed: "Oh, a servant has such amazing strength, and he is indeed worthy of being a disciple of the Great Sage!"

Ruan Shori's eyes rolled, and the thief said, "Kuai Cong, why not make a bet. If Wu Luo wins, you lose one thousand kilograms of tungsten iron ore. If that old man wins, I lose eight hundred kilograms of you, what about?"

Since being hit by Wu Luo one after another, he has become less and less handsome and has to start a bet on the spot.

Even Kuai Cong was quite tempted by a thousand kilograms of tungsten iron ore.

However, who is not a monkey spirit like a ghost? Although Ruan Shori deliberately increased Wu Luo's odds, Kuai Cong still saw something was wrong. It was obvious that he was going to lose. How could Ruan Shori take the initiative to bet on his own? There must be something strange about this!

Although Kuai Cong didn't believe that Wu Luo could win, he said cautiously: "We, the high priests of the eight great god tombs, are like gamblers in the city, what kind of style is it?"

Ruan Sheri curled his lips: "Coward, if you don't dare to gamble, just say you won't dare to gamble."

No matter how aggressive he aroused, Kuai Cong pretended not to hear it.

In the sky, the mountain-breaking dragon fist hit Wu Luo in an instant. Wu Luo's face was calm until the flame was about to touch his eyebrows, and his left hand suddenly moved.

After experiencing the tenth level of the forest ghost king, Wu Luo's speed increased a lot. Jin Kui felt a flash of sight before his eyes. A powerful irresistible force hit his wrist, and then an unbearable severe pain spread out from his wrist.

"Ah--" He let out a heart-wrenching scream, and the red flames around his fist dispersed with a thud, and retreated with his wrist. With just one finger, a clear blood hole on Jin Kui's wrist was flowing out, and the bones inside had been shattered by the huge force!

Jin Kui looked at Wu Luo in disbelief, never expecting that he would lose to a boy. However, the severe pain on his wrist clearly told him that this was the fact, an irreversible fact that had happened.

"You, who are you?!"

After Wu Luo's successive rises to two levels, his own strength has increased greatly, and he is naturally more skillful in using the destiny divine talisman, and the power it exerts exponentially. The finger just now, the three destiny divine talismans superimposed, the divine power in the "National Kingdom of Heavenly Mansion" is activated, and the blessing of "Qilin Arm" and "Light Draw Mountain" is released, and it is extremely powerful and is as powerful as the top flying sword of a monk.

Even if Jin Kui fights with all his strength, he may not be able to block it. What's more, he is careless and requires a master's move to break the mountain dragon fist?

"Old Jin!" A roar came: "Stupid brat, what deceitful methods have you tried? I've tore you apart!"

With the roar, Gui Jiu came quickly, his body covered in a fury red light. He was about to take action before he could get close, but was pulled by Jin Kui.

Is the fire divine power in the "Qilin Arm"? Although it has not been revealed, a trace of hot energy is still raging in Jin Kui's body. The powerful force of "Riji Mountain" shattered his wrist and wrist bones, and cracks appeared on the palms of his arms and bones.

Under the severe pain, Jin Kui's head was sweating profusely and his hair and beard were stuck together!

But Jin Kui still used his intact hand and grabbed Gui Jiu tightly: "Don't go, Lao Jiu, you are no match for him!"

"What did you say!" Gui Jiu was furious: "I, Gui Jiu, can't deal with him such a little bastard!"

Tie Shilan also rushed over and saw Jin Kui and was extremely worried: "Uncle Jin, are you okay?"

Jin Kui was ashamed: "Young master, I'm incompetent. We are afraid that we won the resurrection grass." Tie Shilan was stunned: "He... is so powerful?"

Gui Jiu roared: "Old Jin, please let me go. I have to beat this little bastard to vent your anger today!"

Jin Kui sighed: "Lao Jiu, we have similar strengths, you understand yourself. I'll just say it. Even if we have a serious duel, I'm not someone else's opponent, so there's no need to try again."

Gui Jiu was stunned: "Isn't it that you were careless for a moment..."

Jin Kui endured the severe pain: "It was me who was careless for a moment, but I knew in my heart that with the move just now, I might not be able to follow up with all my guards."

Gui Jiu was stunned. Although Jin Kui said that the two old servants were equal, they were saving his face. In fact, Gui Jiu was always one step behind Jin Kui.

He originally thought that Jin Kui was careless for the moment and was plotted against Wu Luo, but after Jin Kui said this, he understood that it would be useless to go up.

Jin Kui was so painful that he was covered in sweat. He held Gui Jiu's shoulder and said to Tie Shilan: "Young Master, let's go."

In the woods, Wen Zhaohe and Kuai Cong were shocked. Wu Luo actually won. And after hearing the old servant's words, Wu Luo's real strength was actually above that old servant!

The seven people were all pretentious and had unique vision. After all, they were the high priests of the Eight Great God Tombs, but none of the seven people could see that Wu Luo's combat power was so powerful.

After a while, someone sighed: "I really didn't expect it. I really took a look, alas..."

Wen Zhaohe couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I'm old, I'm old, so old. Brother Wu Luo defeated the old servant with one move. We asked ourselves, how many people can do it? The Yangtze River pushes the previous wave..."

Everyone was silent. Wen Zhaohe was right. Even the eight priests present asked themselves that they could defeat the old servant in one move.

Even if the old servant was careless in the duel just now, it would at least show that Wu Luo and the eight priests present were of equal strength!

Kuai Cong's face was extremely ugly. Among the people, he was the first to meet Wu Luo. He was originally the one who had the most chance to become a close friend of Wu Luo, but unfortunately he had these dog eyes and was still doing something "polite and polite" in front of Wu Luo. What's even more annoying is Kuai Gang's bastard. Although that bastard is dead, his sins cannot be erased!

If it weren't for him, the relationship between Wu Luo and Qingyue Shenzuka would not be as bad as it is now.

Kuai Cong looked back at Ruan Shori unwillingly, and felt very jealous: It was a waste of money Ruan Shori that idiot!

Ruan Sheri looked leisurely and seemed to have expected this ending long ago.

In fact, Ruan Shori himself was also shocked. He knew that Wu Luo would definitely not lose, and he might still win. But he never expected that Wu Luo would win so simply and kill him with one move.

When he first met Wu Luo outside the annual ring cemetery, although Wu Luo was extraordinary, he believed that if he had a real duel, he would definitely be able to suppress Wu Luo.

After entering the annual ring cemetery, Wu Luo led the way, and Ruan Sheri understood that Wu Luo's strength was no longer inferior to him. As a result, he came out of the annual ring cemetery and defeated the old servant with one move - even Ruan Sheri couldn't do it even if he asked himself!

Although Ruan Sheri was very dissatisfied, he had to admit that Wu Luo's strength at this time must be above him.

How did this kid practice so fast!

Ruan Sheri was both envious and jealous, but at this time, Ruan Sheri was considered to be Wu Luo's "friend". With such a background, he was so scared that his backing was so great that he was not inferior to the high priest of the Eight Great God Tombs, even Ruan Sheri felt that it was very respectful.

The eight people in the woods felt uncomfortable, and the face of the Tie Shilan outside continued to change.

When Jin Kui saw something wrong, he quickly said, "Ghost Jiu, protect the young master and leave!"

Gui Jiu also saw that Tie Shilan was unwilling to accept it, but he knew that Tie Shilan's strength was just to die. He was about to speak, but Tie Shilan waved his hand: "Uncle Jin, Uncle Jiu, don't worry, I have my own sense of responsibility."

He took a step and bowed to Wu Luo: "This brother, the resurrection grass is really important to me. I would like to ask my brother to give up my love. As long as my brother is willing to help this, Iron Shi Lan will definitely repay you a hundred times in the future!"

Jin Kui and Gui Jiu remained silent. They knew why Tie Shilan wanted to resurrect the soul so urgently, and they were not willing to say anything more.

Seeing that he was quite polite, Wu Luo could only sigh helplessly and said, "I have difficulties too. This soul-resurrect grass is to save the lives of two friends, and I really can't give up."
Chapter completed!