Chapter: 1012
Dozens of pillars of blood shot up into the sky, and at this moment, Yu's army, surrounded by a circle, turned their heads to the sky. On his neck, a terrifying bloodstain appeared, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
thump!
thump!
...
Silently, dozens of Yu Jiajun, all of them died at this moment, turning into cold corpses with no breath at all.
"Old dog! It's your turn next."
Clear footsteps sounded slowly, Zhuo Wen raised his head slightly, his eyes flickered coldly, staring at the big horse coldly, his eyes were shocked...
There were a total of seventy members of the Yu family's army, and they were all killed in just one encounter. Zhuo Wen's spear was so fast that everyone around couldn't see clearly.
"What a fast gun!"
Yue Wufang frowned slightly, and there was a touch of shock in his eyes. Zhuo Wen's gun was so fast that even he couldn't catch it. How could he not be shocked.
At this moment, what was equally shocked was Yu Jin who was sitting on a tall horse. He also couldn't catch the gun light that Cai Zhuo Wen swayed just now.
pedal!
Ten meters away from Yu Jin, Zhuo Wen stood still, raised his right hand horizontally, pointing at Yu Jin with a bone spear glowing with cold light, Zhuo Wen said indifferently: "Now, I will give you two choices! Once you abolish your cultivation, I spare your dog's life; if you resist, you will die! Remember, you only have one chance to choose."
As soon as Zhuo Wen said this, there was an uproar among many warriors around, this Zhuo Wen was so rampant, he threatened to give Yu Jin a choice for the ancestor of the Yu family, this tone was not ordinary.
Yu Jin's pupils shrunk slightly, and he faintly realized that the young man in front of him was extremely extraordinary. Judging from the lightning-fast gun light just now, he could see that Zhuo Wen was not simple.
However, Yu Jingui is the patriarch of the Yu family and a veteran of the imperial realm in the capital, so how could he really abolish his cultivation because of Zhuo Wen's words?
"The strength is good at such a young age, but it's a pity that this tone is too strong! Today, the old man will let you know what a real strong man is!"
Yu Jin snorted coldly, kicked the horse's belly with both feet, and the powerful force directly smashed the tall horse into a cloud of blood mist, while Yu Jin jumped into the air like a bird, with a terrifying momentum gushing out, his beard and hair flying .
"Yu Jin has made a move! I'm afraid this young man is going to be unlucky."
Yu Jin stepped into the sky, and many warriors around him were looking forward to it. Their strength has not reached the level of the Emperor Realm. Although Zhuo Wen's spear was extremely fast just now, they didn't feel particularly amazing. Still think that Yu Jin is stronger than Zhuowen.
"Eight punches!"
High above the sky, Yu Jin yelled loudly, clenched his five fingers into fists, and then slammed downwards. The terrifying air pressure formed a terrifying hurricane below him.
Eight huge yellow fist marks of tens of feet descended from the void, and crushed Zhuo Wen below. Countless air flowed against it, forming a ring-shaped upside-down waterfall, which looked extremely spectacular and terrifying.
"Yu Jin's strongest move is the eight-punch punch. I really didn't expect that Yu Jin used the strongest move from the very beginning! Is this young man really so strong?"
Looking at the eight terrifying fist marks in the sky, the warriors around all frowned slightly, feeling that Yu Jin's use of this strongest move was a bit superfluous.
But Yue Wufang didn't have this kind of thought. At this moment, his eyes fixed on Zhuo Wen below him, and he felt more and more that the strangeness and strength of this young man in front of him was absolutely not simple.
Zhuo Wen's knees were slightly bent, facing the eight fist marks that descended from the sky, his delicate face was filled with endless calmness, even the fist marks that seemed to collapse in the sky could not change his color in the slightest.
When the eight fist seals were only ten meters away from Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Wen moved. His right hand shook, and the bone spear flew out unpretentiously. It actually directly split into eight cold lights about the size of an inch. The cold light was extremely inconspicuous.
clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly resounded, and the moment eight cold lights, about the size of an inch, bombarded the eight fist marks, the fist marks falling like broken bamboo, at this moment, were completely still, without knowing a thing.
"Crush me!"
Zhuowen stomped the sole of his foot, and an indifferent voice came out slowly, and then the people around were horrified to find that the terrifying and huge eight fist prints, tens of feet in length, collapsed inch by inch like the most fragile glass, turning into countless powders.
Yu Jin's strongest move, the Eight Punch Fist, has become so fragile in front of Zhuo Wen at this moment.
Zhuo Wen didn't even use any moves, just hit eight cold lights, and Yu Jin's eight punches were directly shattered in this way.
Anyone who is not a fool knows how big the gap is between Yu Jin and the young man in front of him.
High above the sky, Yu Jin's face was extremely ugly, but his heart was as turbulent as he couldn't calm down. He still can't imagine that his eight-punch punch was broken like this, and it was broken so thoroughly.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound of piercing the air suddenly came from below, and I saw the mysterious young man below, who did not know when, holding a bone gun, had arrived in front of him.
"Old dog! Your behavior proves that your choice is the second, so you can die for me."
Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice came, and with a whirl of the bone gun in his hand, it turned into a sharp phantom, darting towards Yu Jin's mouth. JrNovels.com