Infinite Journey

If the opponent is just a simple fist, the Yaksha ghost will not care. The resilience and survivability of the ghost clan are not comparable to human beings, but it will not dare to face the power of the magic weapon. It was frozen into ice just now , that kind of cold has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and he has not completely eliminated it now. If it is blasted into the head by this kind of power, it may really die.

Although the ghost clan was ferocious, it was even more cunning. He could see through Tang San's thoughts at a glance. He didn't plan to fight with Tang San. He immediately disappeared with the movement of his feet, dodging Tang San's desperate punch.

The ghost general dodged his punch, Tang San wasn't happy, the opponent didn't choose to fight recklessly, but chose the best way to fight him, he would be even more dangerous.

Afterimages flickered around Tang San from time to time, even if the mirror was reflected, it couldn't show where the other party was. Maybe it was too fast. Even in the mirror, every afterimage Tang San saw was real. .

Knowing that the opponent was launching a rapid attack on him, Tang San's whole body was smashed to the extreme, his body completely turned into a blue-gold-black body, like a mysterious metal cast, maximizing his own defense.

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The sound of a metal crash sounded from Tang San's back, and then he flew out, about to fall forward, he was hit, but his invincible body saved him from serious injury, only a bloodstain appeared, but this Everything is just the beginning.

Dangdang

Tang San completely fell into the sea of ​​attack, the assassin turned into countless afterimages and bombarded him almost continuously, the huge force smashed his clothes to shreds, and blood-red scratches appeared on his body. Some even vaguely see countless bloodshots.

Although King Kong is not bad, it is not completely invincible. During the continuous attacks, he has already been traumatized, and what is even more terrifying is that huge forces impacted his inner organs, making Tang San feel so sad that he would vomit blood. A fishy smell appeared in the throat.

He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long, and this extreme state also had to take a breath. Once his strength was exhausted, his body's strength would drop by a level. At that time, the assassin's fierce attack could no longer be stopped, and the outcome was almost predictable.

A thought flashed in his mind, Tang San said ruthlessly, "Fight."

I made up my mind, unfolded the mirror to the extreme, carefully examined the changes in the surrounding atmosphere, and slowly analyzed how the assassin moved. This high-speed movement, leaving countless afterimages, must be regular, as long as it is cracked, it can be caught. Live the real body of the assassin.

Time passed minute by minute, the power in Tang San's body was slowly fading away, his internal organs vibrated more and more severely, his life was seriously threatened, and the originally unrelated internal organs and blood system began to appear a little fusion The signs of life, the stimulation between life and death, let the survival instinct come into play.

Tang San's thoughts were not here at all at this time, but focused on the mirror of his mind. After a period of observation, he finally saw some signs. Although it was not entirely correct, it was enough for him to intercept the assassin once.

None of the young masters from various states in the hotel came to help, because the enemy was a master at the level of Yaksha ghost generals. These young people are very shy, and they have already seen that the enemy is the ghost clan, and there is no martial artist present, so they went too. send to death.

They looked at Tang San covered in blood, his complexion darkening, his body swaying from side to side under the assassin's attack, as if he was about to fall down at any moment, they couldn't help but sweat, they had a relationship Wu Lanying also looked at Tang San with flickering eyes, as if she was considering whether to help, but she never did anything, her eyes fixed on Tang San's Frost Gloves.

At this moment, the color of Tang San's whole body changed, and it seemed to be fading quickly, the Yaksha ghost general seemed to seize the opportunity, and immediately shot, a pitch-black claw grabbed at Tang San's heart, and was about to dig Tang San. A pair of wear.

It's a pity that at this moment, the dull color of Tang San's whole body lit up again, and his tightly closed eyes also opened, revealing an astonishing light. At this moment, the yaksha ghost general's claws had just pierced Tang San's chest a little, and Tang San's hands were already grabbed its claws.

Boom

Endless icy energy was released from Tang San's hands, and Tang San's self-created "Frosty Fist" erupted, the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted, and the assassin was directly frozen into ice, and the surrounding air The water quickly gathered towards it, freezing it inside.

When the blow succeeded, Tang San didn't stop, but kept releasing his power, freezing the assassin. He could feel a trace of strength draining from his body, as if absorbed by the Frost Gloves.

Tang San didn't dare to stop at this moment, he could only rely on the power released by the Frost Bing Gloves to suppress the ghost clan. Once the supply of Frost Power stopped, with the power of the Yaksha Ghost General, he could easily break through the ice.

At this time, the young masters from the surrounding states all looked at Tang San with strange expressions, and some had already seen what Tang San was using.

"A magic weapon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This guy actually has a magic weapon, and he can control it freely. Is this a magic weapon choosing the master?"

The flame of jealousy rises in the hearts of everyone, and there is a magic weapon close by. As long as you can step into the realm of martial arts, you will definitely be the best person in the world in the future. He is aloof and completely free from the shadow of hot weapons. There are few people in the world who can threaten it. them.

The eyes of young masters from all walks of life were shining with greed, including Wu Lanying from the Demon Palace. Their eyes were almost red when they stared at Tang San's ice glove.

Tang San didn't have time to pay attention to the eyes of the people around him. He was busy suppressing the assassin. With this level of existence, he couldn't be careless. Furthermore, during the opponent's continuous attacks, Tang San's injuries were unclear, whether it was internal or external. As his strength gradually drained, it started to get worse.

Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, a huge ice cube with a diameter of five or six meters appeared in front of Tang San. Tang San's arms were completely frozen in it, and the temperature of the surrounding air dropped to zero degrees. Below, the air Tang San exhaled instantly turned into a white mist.

At this moment, Nanji Xing, who was on the side, looked at the magic weapon in Zhang Sanqian's hands and said, "Is this the magic weapon in charge of ice? This guy's luck is really good. I must grab this magic weapon."

Looking at Tang San's pale complexion, a calculus arose in his heart: "If Tang San saves his life today, I'm afraid he will also become the target of public criticism. The control of his body has dropped to an astonishing level, right when he is at his weakest."