The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

The fifth form, Void Shock!
As the Fuyao eight moves go further, the power of each move is greater than the sum of the previous moves.

Jiang Tong once heard from his teacher that Fuyao Bashi, as a fighting martial art, is no longer a secular skill to some extent.

After practicing, Jiang Tong felt the majesty and arrogance of Fuyao Eight Forms.

If you use Huashen's cultivation base to fight, just this type of Void Shock can knock down the entire hotel.

Martial Dao Huashen can control the heaven and earth with his hands raised, even if it is an ordinary martial art, after the blessing of the heaven and the earth, it is enough to cut off the mountains and rivers.

I saw Jiang Tong raised his hands above his head, embraced the void, and then slammed it down.

The entire void vibrated, accompanied by violent shaking, even the floor where Jiang Tong was, was directly trampled.

It was like a sky river falling, crashing on Wu Zang's body.He vomited blood on the spot and flew backwards, half of his chest was almost sunken, and his clothes were torn apart.

People standing outside the hotel and fighting could only see the hotel shaking and making a loud noise.I saw that floor completely collapsed in the next moment, raising a large cloud of dust and smoke.

"Is that human being?"

Everyone's legs were weak, and they almost couldn't stand still.

Ye Qingcang, the leader, let out a soft sigh.

After today, there will be no more Wuzang.

Only he knows what kind of existence Wu Zang is facing?

'boom! '

Just like a superhero fighting in a Marvel movie, Wu Zang's flying figure crashed into several walls before slowly stopping.

Jiang Tong walked forward step by step with his hands behind his back.

Unprecedented horror appeared on Wu Zang's face. Jiang Tong's martial arts supernatural powers were ingenious, and they were not unique to the world.

"who are you?"

Wu Zang gritted his teeth and got up, his sunken chest was throbbing, and it returned to its original shape with a few snaps of his fingers.

It's just that the breath on his body is weaker than before.

Jiang Tong thought about it seriously, and said lightly: "Who am I, you are not qualified to know, let alone you, even if your father comes, I can kill you."

Wu Zang's wry smile deepened.

Sighing: "Now I already regret being an enemy to Your Excellency."

Jiang Tong's strength was beyond his imagination, although Wu Zang looked young on the surface.But his real age is over 40 years old.

In the entire martial arts world, at the age of 40, reaching the peak of strength is considered young.

But when facing Jiang Tong, all Wu Zang's reliance and genius glory were crushed by Jiang Tong.

Such an opponent who is under 30 years old and has a supernatural cultivation is so powerful that it makes people despair.Looking at Jiang Tong, Wu Zang felt that his so-called genius honors were too mediocre.

"I practiced Dharma since I was a child, and I was brave and diligent all the way. I entered Hejin at the age of 30 and became a real person. Since then, I have been proud of South Asia. After that, in just ten years, I realized the world and practiced the superior way. Finally, in the forty years, I entered Hejin. The pinnacle."

"At the beginning of the year when he entered Hejin, he fought against Chen Baijue, who was overwhelming South Asia at that time, and ended in a tie."

As he spoke, Wu Zang's aura rose steadily.Qi and blood in the body rushed like thunder roaring.

Jiang Tong looked at Wu Zang, who was burning with energy and blood, ready to fight to the death, with a little curiosity on his face.

"now what?"

Wu Zang smiled: "As for now..."

He didn't finish what he said, but a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Of all the real people Jiang Tong met, only Chen Baijue was the weakest.But even so, with his joint strength cultivation base, he has dominated Nan Ya for many years, and he has never met an opponent.

"Warriors of my generation have reached this level, and have nothing else to ask for except the legendary Transformation God."

"Your Excellency is very strong, even if my father comes here, he may not be able to kill you."

Jiang Tong shook his head and smiled.

"You told me that, you just want to delay the time, let you burn your blood, and use some powerful taboo magic power."

Wu Zang sneered and remained silent.

A moment later, an aura that was several times stronger than before soared upwards, covering a thousand meters.

Wu Zang's taboo supernatural power is similar to the secret method of improving one's cultivation for a period of time. The price of this is to burn most of the blood in the body.

Even if he can survive today, his cultivation will fall from the peak of He Jin in the future.

It may not be able to fall all the way down, and it may not be able to recover in ten or twenty years.

If it weren't for the struggle of life and death, generally no one would be willing to use it.

The price of taboo supernatural powers is too high. If you trade your life for your life, if you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred.

Jiang Tong also has it!

His taboo supernatural power is stronger and more irreversible.

Once used, some things cannot be made up again. Jiang Tong will not use it until the moment of life and death, or when he encounters a super strong man with unpredictable cultivation base like his teacher.

"Hmph, I thought it was some powerful secret technique, but it turned out to be just a primitive and ancient blood-burning secret technique."

After figuring out the forbidden magic power used by Wu Zang, Jiang Tong lost interest.

Punch out.

The fist light rushed forward, crushing everything along the way, and slammed into Wu Zang's body.

There was a sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Wu Zang took a few steps in a row, and struck down with his palm in the air, and saw a long white light, pulling across the void, and striking at Jiang Tong's body.

Jiang Tong didn't even hide, he let the white light fall on his body, and even his clothes were cut off.

But when it hit the flesh, it didn't even leave a trace.

Ever since he stepped into martial arts and became a god, Jiang Tong's physical body has been close to the glazed jade body in Buddhist legends.

Even with armor-piercing bullets, it might not be able to break through Jiang Tong's defense.

Wu Zang is very strong.

If it was any other martial arts master, he would have been flustered in front of Wu Zang, and even beheaded by him.

It's a pity that Wu Zang met Jiang Tong.

A martial artist who forcibly sealed his cultivation base in Hejin, Jiang Tong's perception and understanding of martial arts surpassed Wu Zang's by a hundred and a thousand times.

Then Jiang Tong smiled and said, "If you slap me, how about I return your punch?"

Jiang Tong stretched his body back, put his thumb across the index finger and middle finger, and slowly pulled out a fist, like a full moon.

Wu Zang felt that the invisible vitality of the surrounding world was slowly gathering into Jiang Tong's fist.

His scalp was numb, the hairs all over his body stood on end, he let out a strange cry, turned and ran away.

In front of Jiang Tong's punch, Wu Zang felt the breath of death.

You know, even if he was crushed by Jiang Tong just now, he never felt this way.

"You can't run away!"

Jiang Tong smiled, then stomped on the ground, followed by his fist, splitting the void in an instant, and heard the sound of a sonic boom when a fighter plane surpassed the sound barrier.

This punch was exactly the one that beheaded Chen Baijue in Baili Linjiang back then.

After half a year, Jiang Tong used it again.

Jiang Tong's speed was already close to subsonic speed, even Wu Zang who was concentrating on it could hardly catch Jiang Tong's figure.

Wu Zang's complexion changed wildly, he turned around and took it hard, the cultivation base in his body surged crazily.

The two collided in the air, and the surrounding floors broke, as if a shell exploded in the hotel.

After a long time, everything around him returned to calm, only to see a young man with black hair and black eyes standing in the ruins of a ruined building.

With a calm face, he stood there casually.

Half of Wu Zang's chest was completely pierced, and the blood in his body was evaporated by the punch, and he fell to the ground dying.

"You... who are you?"

Wu Zang was full of dissatisfaction.

Jiang Tong said calmly: "When Ye Qingcang saw that I was like a god, you should have guessed who I am?"

Wu Zang thought for a while, as if he had thought of something, his eyes widened and his face was filled with horror.