boom!

Zhuowen's right fist was easily held by Muda.

Seeing this scene, everyone around couldn't help shaking their heads. Muda's realm is much higher than Zhuowen's. Even if his cultivation level is the same, the latter is absolutely impossible to be Muda's opponent.

"Hehe, I thought this would be difficult? I didn't expect it to be at this level. After five moves, Muda can finish him with one move!" The old man of the second clan shook his head and sneered.

Although the saint standing next to the elder of the second clan didn't speak, it could be seen from her expression that she lacked interest in this battle, after all, the difference between the two was too great.

Click!

Just when everyone thought that after Muda held Zhuowen's fist, he would tear off Zhuowen's right hand in one go, but the next scene left everyone dumbfounded.

I saw Zhuo Wen's fist suddenly burst out with crystal light, and a terrifying aura burst out suddenly.

Muda, who didn't care at first, suddenly constricted his pupils, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Immediately, he felt that the strength of the fist he had squeezed suddenly changed qualitatively, as if an unattainable giant mountain fell on his right hand.

Click!

There was a clear sound of bone cracking, and Muda's right arm was directly twisted in half by this punch. The bones of the forearm pierced through the elbow, and the bones of the back arm pierced through the shoulder.

A stream of blood mist exploded from Muda's right arm, looking terrifying.

With a scream, Muda immediately grabbed his disused right arm, and was about to step back when a palm appeared on his cheek in an instant, and slapped him fiercely.

With a slap, Muda was slapped and fell to the ground, his head hit the ground violently, the ground trembled violently, and his head directly blasted into a big hole, while Muda's right face was raised high, which was horrible .

This scene happened so fast, before everyone could react, Muda's right hand was disabled, and he was severely slapped in the face.

What the hell is going on here? Although Muda said to give up five tricks, it's a little bit beyond the limit.

Zhuo Wen slapped Muda on the ground with a slap, and didn't continue to shoot, but said with a light smile: "Elder Muda is really polite, he really let me when he said to let me, and he even offered his face to let me hit him. It really flatters me."

Zhuowen's voice brought all the stunned monks back to their senses, and they all looked at Zhuowen strangely.

Although this son gave a reasonable explanation for the slap in the face just now, they would not really believe it stupidly.

Although Muda had said that he would let him go, it wasn't enough to let him stick his face in and get hit.

If Muda really gave up in this way voluntarily, then this Muda is definitely an idiot.

"Elder Muda, don't get up yet. Didn't you tell me to give me five moves? You've already given up one move, and there are still four moves left!" Zhuo Wen said indifferently.

Muda stood up, and he looked at Zhuowen gloomyly, terrified in his heart.

The power suddenly erupted by Zhuo Wen just now is definitely not what the master of mystery can possess, and he found that it seems to be the physical power of this son.

Thinking of this possibility, he felt unbelievable. Although the human race also had body training monks, due to congenital defects, there were no powerful ones in body training.

And their alien races have innate advantages, even if they don't specialize in body training, their physical strength is far stronger than that of human monks.

But the human race in front of him was able to erupt such terrifying physical strength just now, and he began to doubt, is this guy really a human race?

"Elder Muda, it's time for the second move, you stand still and don't move, I'm going to attack!"

When Muda was in a daze, Zhuowen's voice came again, and then a terrifying strong wind hit again, and the air exploded, as if the entire space was torn apart.

Muda roared, this time he didn't dare to be careless again, he realized that this kid's strength was not simple, and he was working with all his strength, and planned to defend Zhuowen's second move with all his strength...

Click!

Muda's intact left hand squeezed out the seal formula suddenly, and immediately blasted it out. In a short time, an endless ocean condensed around him.

One wave after another surged up, one wave higher than the other, it was terrifying.

"Die Lang Shen Xing Fist!"

Muda growled, and punched out, forming a layer of terrifying high waves in the force of the punch.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's figure has appeared in front of Muda.

In front of the boundless huge waves, Zhuo Wen's figure was so small and humble, as if he would be swept away by the huge waves and turned into ashes at any time.

But Zhuo Wen's expression was as calm as water, facing such a terrifying huge wave, he just punched him.

If Muda is still at the early stage of the Creator, the power of this move will be terrifying. With Zhuowen's current strength, he may have to pay a lot of money to resist. JrNovels.com