I Have a Martial Arts World
v3 Chapter 500: 1 fist blows the snow out
The snow is flying, the wind is howling,
The two dukes who were responsible for delaying time on the ground had also faced off with Duke Zuo in Xing'an Mountains before.
The two of them joined forces to walk around and fight, and they only lasted for less than 5 minutes before losing one after another.
At this moment, on the Palace Square of the Hermitage.
The angel incarnated by Uriyan held a light spear and picked up a duke in the air against the wind and snow, with a voice like rolling thunder:
[Monster! You can no longer mutilate living beings! Turn into dust! 】
The light spear suddenly lit up, and the duke whimpered and turned into ashes, scattering them into the freezing ice and snow.
Seeing this scene, the knights and soldiers in the distance cheered loudly: "Ula~Ula~"
And Ulyan looked at the gorgeous observatory on the top floor of the Winter Palace and frowned.
His last enemy, Tsar Catherine, was above, but he was standing behind a stranger with a very low profile.
"The death knell of destruction has sounded! Monsters will be extinct!"
Uriyang exhaled and threw the light spear like a telephone pole in his hand as a test.
The light spear roared with a terrifying momentum, like a cruise missile, and it was about to hit the observation tower.
Even the Duke didn't dare to take this attack hard. The blood clan in the watchtower were basically a group of wine sacks and rice sacks, and at this moment they were running away screaming.
Only the tsar remained motionless, standing quietly behind the ancestor.
The next second, the whistling giant light spear was caught by a white hand.
Except for a strong wind blowing away the snowflakes, there was no other damage, and the momentum was very small.
Then, with a light grip of the fair hand, the light spear turned into a spot of light and dissipated.
Seeing this scene, Uliyang's expression froze, and he shouted, "Who are you!"
"Many years ago people called me...the Lord of Fear."
The man named Lord of Fear jumped down, but when he landed, he almost fell. He shook his head and seemed very dissatisfied.
Ulyan's expression changed: "You are the ancestor of the blood clan!"
He instantly realized that it was the tsar who awakened the sleeping ancestor!
But at this moment, the army of the human race has surrounded the Winter Palace, wielding weapons and shouting "judgment monsters"!
The sound of hundreds of thousands of people shot straight into the sky, and even the goose feather snow in the sky was shaken and fluttered.
A huge amount of pure willpower poured in, Uriyang's spirit was greatly lifted, and he suddenly felt that even if he faced the first ancestor, he would definitely be able to win!
The Lord of Fear only felt that the crowd was noisy, and said contemptuously, "Maggot-like natives."
And Ulyan, with the belief of winning, instantly entered a state of prosperity!
I saw that his angel's heart contracted rapidly, and was actually taken back into the body.
The mind can not only be "externally used", if the body is strong enough, the power of the mind is also a powerful blessing!
The King of Knights' burly body of 2.5 meters was raised again, his steel-like muscles exploded and bulged, and there was a **** smoke on his body that shot straight into the sky!
This is a spectacle caused by the extreme strength of the body and nowhere for the energy to be released.
When the Ancestor of Fear saw him like this, he showed a hint of interest: "Your flesh must be very firm."
"The first ancestor of vampires! Today your tribe will surely usher in death and despair!"
Uliyang let out a long roar, and stepped deeply into the solid frozen soil with his feet, and kicked it suddenly!
In the sound of the explosion, a circle of white air blasted out, and he appeared in front of the enemy in the blink of an eye, and a fierce straight punch hit with precision!
The Ancestor of Fear was beaten almost in half and flew out backwards.
It bounced like water on the ground, smashing big pits one after another, and the frozen soil and snow burst into pieces.
Uriyang was so powerful that his huge body instantly caught up with his opponent, his arms danced into a dark shadow in the sky, and countless fists fell on his opponent in the explosion!
Under the transmission of power, countless huge cracks spread under the two of them, and nearly a hundred tons of ice, snow and soil were blasted into the sky.
After a frantic beating, Ulyan hit the opponent's chin with another uppercut, sending him flying into the sky.
He himself also jumped up to the sky, folded his fists and slammed them down!
In the deafening thunderbolt, the Lord of Fear was rammed into the ground like a meteor, and the solid frozen ground was smashed into radial craters.
The crowd of spectators quickly covered their ears to block the loud noise, but they were almost blown into the sky by the strong wind that turned into energy, and they were spared by hugging the cannons around them in time.
By the time the dust settled, the palace square of the Hermitage was already full of potholes.
The most conspicuous is the bottomless crater that is more than ten meters in diameter in the middle, and there is still blue smoke inside.
Seeing this scene, the human side thought that the leader had won as always, so they cheered loudly.
At this time, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, the sky and the earth were blurry, and the gorgeous Winter Palace was a little vague.
Uriyan gasped lightly, staring at the crater with a serious expression.
A few seconds later, a thin figure walked out of the pit facing the swirling snowflakes. It was the Lord of Fear.
As if nothing had happened, he shook his neck from side to side and said casually, "Nice massage, it's time to eat."
The other party was actually unscathed, Uliyang's face changed, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.
And the crowd watching the battle is still cheering and cheering. In their opinion, the leader will definitely win the final victory, as always.
At this moment, there was no way out, Uriyan shouted, "If you win, you will die!"
After saying that, he attacked the enemy again, his steel-like muscles bulged, and he would throw an earth-shattering punch when he threw off his arm!
The Lord of Fear calmly moved his wrist, and also threw a punch to greet him!
This punch looks extremely slow, even slower than the drifting goose feather snow, but it exudes an orange-red light.
This is the high temperature generated by the fist rubbing the air, like a meteorite falling into the atmosphere!
In the next instant, this punch hit Uriyan first, making a dull loud noise.
A hole the size of a bathtub was cut on Ulyan on the spot, and his chest cavity and most of his abdominal cavity disappeared.
After the terrifying force penetrated through his body, it still did not stop, setting off a violent airflow that swept the world.
The "Mach Ring" visible to the naked eye raged, blowing the Winter Palace staggering, and even rushing high into the sky to disperse the dark clouds.
The snow stopped instantly, and the sun shone down in the sky.
Ulyan's fist stopped before the tip of the opponent's nose and could no longer move.
With an unbelievable look on his face, he slowly collapsed to the ground.
The people around were cheering and cheering on the spot, and all of a sudden it was quiet.
The Lord of Terror picked up an arm of Uriyan and chewed it.
His mouth was able to open to the base of his ears, and he swallowed his arm in three or two mouthfuls, and then swallowed Wuliyang's head, which was still inexorable.
Seeing this scene, the army instantly collapsed in despair, screaming in panic and scrambling to escape.
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The blood clan side won a big victory.
Ordering his men to deal with the funeral, the tsar carefully leaned over and said softly, "Great ancestor, thank you..."
Before he finished speaking, the Lord of Fear, who was enjoying the food, changed his expression dramatically and covered his heart.
In the burning sound of "Zila", a wound with the thickness of the arm slowly appeared there~lightnovelpub.net~ There was even an unpleasant burnt smell.
"Damn it! This is the injury left by the aborigines! What's it called... Fa You Yuan Spirit... Actually, thousands of years of time haven't been able to kill it!"
The Lord of Fear has tried many times, and although the wound can be healed in an instant, it will reappear soon.
"Bastard! This wound is absorbing the energy in my body to strengthen itself!"
Glancing at the corpse of the King of Knights left over from eating, he instantly realized that the wound left by "Fa You Yuan Ling" had grown bigger because of his feasting just now.
The tsar did not dare to speak. He sensed a tenacious and unyielding mental will in the wound on the ancestor's body. Such wounds... at least the demigods who have experienced the baptism of thunder can stay.
The Lord of Fear glanced in the direction of Shun Chao angrily, and then ordered the Tsar:
"To execute maggot-like mortals in the most painful way, I need desperate blood and twisted souls! Collect 100,000 people in three days!"
The tsar was stunned on the spot, mortals are lambs, and even if they eat, they shouldn't be so exhausted to fish.
Just as he was about to persuade him, he saw the first ancestor staring at him with malicious eyes... The tsar immediately followed his heart:
"Please wait a moment for the great ancestor, and your faithful descendants will prepare immediately."
"Also! Try to cover up the news of my awakening!"
