“Bold!”
"court death!"
"Your Majesty's mighty power is not something you can offend!"
Grand Tutor Chen shouted loudly, took off into the air, and flew behind Emperor Nandian.
Zong Ze didn't even look at them.
Try your best to swing the white porcelain bowl within the constraints of the field.
Emperor Nan Dian was not as angry as one might imagine. The cultivation of an emperor and the foundation of a strong man prevented him from being as irritable as a young man.
"Oh, why bother?"
He shook his head and sighed slightly.
He raised a hand and was about to brush Zong Ze away.
"Meow."
A cat's cry suddenly appeared somewhere above their heads.
"The big bully the small and get bitten by the dog."
"Go play over there."
A fat orange cat appeared here at some point in time.
There is no sense of incongruity.
It was licking its paws leisurely and speaking human language.
After it's finished.
The scene around the emperor and Grand Tutor Chen froze like a picture, and then the entire scene was exchanged with a scene ten thousand miles away.
In the sky, the Emperor and Master Chen disappeared, replaced by an empty space a hundred thousand miles away.
The domain power that bound Zong Ze suddenly disappeared.
It slowly landed on a patch of grass on the ground.
Lin Chen and Zong Ze didn't notice it and ignored it, as if it didn't exist in this space.
It lay lazily on the grass, its figure becoming fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared.
Only a few casual words came to Zong Ze's mind.
"You guys go on and leave me alone."
Zong Ze turned his head and watched the Emperor and Grand Tutor Chen disappear, and suddenly he realized something.
Thousands of miles away, only Emperor Nandian and Grand Tutor Chen had expressions of shock on their faces.
"Is this... is this the legendary magical power of teleportation?"
"The supreme law of space!"
"What's the origin of that cat?"
Emperor Nan Dian was a powerful second-level saint, yet he didn't even have the slightest reaction and was caught in the attack!
At the spot, Lin Chen had already turned into mud.
His body was damaged and injured like this, but he didn't die.
Instead, there was a strange fluctuation brewing in the body.
The Holy Body of the Dead is still quite extraordinary.
Zong Ze walked slowly forward holding a white porcelain bowl, his legs slightly bent, as if ready to go.
The parts of Lin Chen's body that were beaten into a pulp began to turn black gradually, and clusters of black flesh buds emerged.
It began to wriggle and grow continuously.
Lin Gang's cultivation level is not as good as Master Chen's.
It was still flying at high speed at this time.
Just now he sensed the breath of Emperor Nan Dian, but it disappeared in an instant.
I thought it was the Emperor intervening.
Seeing the changes in Lin Chen's body at this time, he felt very anxious.
The Holy Body of the Dead and the Netherworld Technique can still be barely explained.
However, the changes in Lin Chen's body at this time could no longer be easily explained away.
It can be seen at a glance that it has a close relationship with alien gods!
Even if the Immortal Dynasty wanted to protect Tianjiao, it would never allow him to have such a deep connection with the alien race.
Unless the Nankai Immortal Dynasty wants to break away from the human race!
"My son is impulsive! This undead form must not be revealed!"
Just when Lin Gang arrived.
Lin Chen is no longer in human form.
The whole body is covered with black flesh whiskers, dancing in the wind and changing in combination.
His eyes were full of resentment.
The body was injured and had no choice but to transform into the form of undead.
Break the jar and throw it away!
"Zong Ze! What kind of boxing technique did you just use? Was it the dominant martial arts left behind by the Overlord of Western Chu?"
Lin Chen's voice was hoarse, like a ghost from the underworld.
He staggered to his feet.
The dead air all over his body was getting heavier and heavier.
It turned out that the power of the underworld was just strong, but at least it still had vitality and looked like a human.
Lin Chen is now neither human nor ghost. He is lifeless and full of deathly aura, looking like a corpse.
Zong Ze chuckled.
After a few minutes of recovery, the spiritual power in his meridians and acupoints began to gradually recover.
The Overlord's body was so powerful that in just a few minutes, he had recovered 20% of his spiritual power.
"Overlord Martial Arts? Why would I need Overlord Martial Arts to kill you?"
"You think too highly of yourself."
"This punch is called the Baseball Fist!"
"It's just a common martial art passed down by our ancestors. Even a three-year-old child can perform a few strikes against it!"
The Baseball Fist was the reward Zong Shen received for checking in that year.
It comes from a martial arts world without spiritual power.
It was created by a peerless martial arts genius named Xiao Xiami.
It combines the strengths of hundreds of schools and gathers the essence of martial arts.
When you practice it to a high level, it will be extremely powerful!
Extremely difficult to practice.
There are far more than just seven moves!
Forms one to nine are a threshold.
If someone with extraordinary talent practices the tenth form, he can deliver a punch with 512 times the power. This multiplication can be superimposed with any force.
Use small to win big, and kill the enemy above your level!
As the saying goes, nothing is difficult under the sky.
I'm afraid that's what baseball boxing is like.
Zong Shen had a sharp eye and could see at a glance the extraordinary qualities of this boxing style.
It was then passed down as a protective fighting fist for the young and old in the holy land.
Among the younger generations, some have modified some of the obscure parts of the boxing techniques.
From then on, it was passed down to all disciples in the holy land.
It is also called the body-protecting killing fist!
"Ordinary martial arts?"
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