Wan Zhuliu's feet suddenly stomped on the ground, without dodging or evading, he rose up to meet the opponent's attack, taking the blow head-on, and at the same time he threw out a punch at the opponent.
Under the powerful inertia, the two of them collided violently.
BANG!!
The air hummed.
In an instant, two black shadows fell in different directions.
In fact, the two people who were originally entangled had already separated at the moment they were knocked away.
Wan Zhuliu made a rough estimate.
He punched with 30% of his strength, but it did not cause any decisive damage to the opponent.
The strong physique he displayed was enough to make Wan Zhuliu look sideways.
'As expected of the Return to Void Realm, it is more than three times more powerful than the peak of the Concentrated Spirit Realm!
Wan Zhuliu also lowered his head to look at his chest. His clothes had been torn, revealing a handprint that was bright red with a strange purple tint.
A subtle tingling sensation was spreading from that area to the inside of the body, as if tiny reptiles were moving between the muscles and blood vessels.
But as the Golden Body Technique began to operate on its own, the discomfort quickly disappeared.
Wan Zhuliu was confident that he could not be hurt by swords or knives with the help of the Golden Body Technique.
Therefore, in addition to the power of the opponent's palm, it should also contain... some kind of poison.
"It seems you've noticed that this is the Blood Poison Palm, one of the three great poison skills of my Ten Thousand Poison Sect!"
Then, the man in black took a few steps forward, revealing his scarred face under the hazy moonlight.
Then he revealed a cruel smile, "Although your strength is indeed impressive, the moment you endured my Blood Poison Palm, you were already dead!"
"oh?"
Wan Zhuliu stretched out his hands and took a deep breath of air.
"You don't seem to be feeling well. Could it be that... your Blood Poison Palm isn't working properly?"
"Impossible! The moment my Ten Thousand Poison Palm hit you, the toxin had already seeped into your skin, flowing into your blood, spleen, liver, and lungs..."
Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank slightly.
Wan Zhuliu simply patted his chest lightly and scratched the skin a few times with his fingertips. The crimson palm print with a purplish hue that was originally visible had completely disappeared, leaving only a faint outline.
Wan Zhuliu was not sure whether this was the anti-poison and recovery effect of the Golden Body Technique, or the super resistance after his physical fitness was increased to 2.0.
"This poison skill is a bit weak, it seems like it can't even penetrate my skin!"
He smiled faintly and closed his shirt again.
Hearing the voice, the black-robed man opposite him looked gloomy.
"furious!"
He took a deep breath, took a step back, hunched his waist, opened and closed his arms, his clothes rustled, and his muscles and bones trembled.
"You are only at the Concentrated Spirit Realm, how dare you talk nonsense in front of me? Wait until I take your head off and ask Qin Hongyu for an explanation!"
"Oh my, you're really bragging, aren't you afraid of hurting your back? You bastard, I'm standing here and letting you hit me, but you can't even break my defense, you useless piece of shit, why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?"
Wan Zhuliu sneered.
"You're looking for death!"
The black-robed man clenched his five fingers, making a slight explosion sound.
The next moment, a strong, sweet, fishy, and unpleasant smell hit me in the face.
"I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"
Wan Zhuliu snorted coldly, standing where he was without dodging or evading, and punched the black-robed man who was rushing towards him, tearing the air around him with a terrifying loud noise.
“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”…
The moment the strong winds from both sides came into contact, their figures turned into afterimages and collided with each other in mid-air, with dense crashing sounds ringing out.
The two men fought quickly, and the air flow was like a raging wave, hitting them.
But both of them were caught in a fierce battle and forgot about the external environment, immersed in the surge of qi and blood.
During this process, Wan Zhuliu also realized the power of the masters in the Return to Void Realm.
The true meaning of martial arts he used could not affect the other party.
It seemed that there was a faint membrane on that person's body that could block the true meaning and interference from the external environment.
It even seems to be able to resist damage.
This also made him realize that it was not the opponent's body but this thin membrane that blocked his attacks.
Bang bang bang!
The fighting became more intense.
The air around them was torn and collided continuously, producing a huge roar, like a thunderous air explosion. With the surging airflow, the surrounding weeds, loess, and slag were blown away and scattered.
This was also the first time that Wan Zhuliu encountered an opponent with such strong energy and blood, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more fierce.
laugh!
His figure paused briefly in mid-air, and then he threw out a punch.
A large amount of red mist gushed out crazily, directly wrapping his entire hand.
The terrifying force seemed to be out of control and no more explosions occurred.
This punch contained 50% of his strength.
Bang!
“Ahhhhhhh!!!”
The terrifying power caused the black-robed man's blood to boil and he roared wildly.
But even though he tried his best to hold on, he only lasted for less than a breath.
The man in black robe flew backwards instantly.
Then it hit the mound and bounced back.
When Wan Zhuliu went forward to check, the other party had already fainted.
“…”
"So weak?"
He shook his head slightly and searched the other person's body for everything.
After a moment, sensing an approaching presence, he slapped the black-robed man awake.
He was supporting himself on the ground with one hand, looking weak.
The man in black robe wanted to attack immediately after waking up, but after checking his injuries, his eyes became very cold.
He gritted his teeth as he heard the approaching footsteps.
"Just wait, I, Blood Poison Palm Zhou Yuan, will definitely kill you!"
After saying this, he shook his robe and disappeared into the night in an instant.
Soon, a group of people arrived.
They are the guards of Tianji Tower.
Wan Zhuliu stood up with a pale face. "One escaped, a master. Be careful. Check if there are any beast ghosts nearby. Deal with them all!"
"Yes, sir!"
“Cough cough cough…”
Then, Wan Zhuliu started coughing violently.
"Send me back first!"
After he was taken away, the leader of the guards, a man named Shenfeng, frowned slightly, "Could it be that he ran into Blood Poison Palm Zhou Yuan?"
"That shouldn't be the case. If it was the Blood Poison Palm, it shouldn't have left anyone alive..."
…
After returning to Pingyu, Wan Zhuliu felt that he had accomplished what he had promised, and pretended to rest and recuperate.
In a flash, three days passed.
During the journey, Qin Hongyu sent someone to bring him medicine so that he could rest assured and recuperate.
In the afternoon of this day.
The guard leader Shenfeng slowly walked into the inn and knocked at Wan Zhuliu's door.
"Master Hei Yu, there's something going on with the Bu Gang!"
"Oh? What happened?! Ahem..."
Wan Zhuliu's tone still sounded a little weak.
Shenfeng paused, then said, "Hong Youling from the Bu Gang is back, and... he just sent someone to look for you!"
"Is that so? Then let's report this to Deputy Building Master Qin first and see what she orders us to do next!"
A sudden burst of divine power.
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