Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"Hey~ I've been waiting for you for a long time. With your cultivation base, you can't use the Golden Light Curse during the thunder spell, right? Try this!"

Wanren Cloud Piercer·Change——Hai Ba Ding Hai Zhu!

s: second update

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Chapter 329 The Civil War of Yin Yang and Five Thunders

Hundreds of icy sea urchins emerged from the void, cutting through the air and hitting Zhang Lingyu in all directions.

The grand momentum of launching the Dinghai Pearl immediately caused an uproar in the audience——

"It's appeared, it's Zhang Chulan's mutant Yujianshu! Wang Bing was killed by this move before!"

"In the face of this kind of saturated cover attack, using the Golden Light Curse to defend was the best choice, but Zhang Lingyu should have been concentrating on using the Lightning Method before, at least he can't condense the golden light to block it this time, right?"

"Damn it! Did you see it clearly? Zhang Lingyu... how did he escape the encirclement in an instant? Could it be that Longhushan also has the Taoism to shrink the ground into inches?"

"No! That's pure speed! I've been taking pictures of Zhang Lingyu after using the water dirty thunder. You can see from the slow playback that he almost avoided the gaps in the ice edges like a stroll, just walking so lightly. Out!"

"Hiss—as expected of being the closed disciple of the old heavenly master, the apprentice of Minister Meng is in trouble now!"

Just when the audience was admiring, Zhang Lingyu on the ring did not intend to give Zhang Chulan time to react, and continued to expand the scope of effect of Cangtan in the north.

Zhang Chulan frowned when seeing more and more pitch-black thunder swamps gathered, which would soon fill the ring.

'Trouble, why can't I be as smart as Master Dali's wife?After so many beatings, the "Mengjia Footwork" has not yet been practiced to the state of stepping on the air, unable to avoid the swamp transformed from the five yin and thunder from the air. '

Facing the black mud that was spreading and flowing, Zhang Chulan retreated while thinking about countermeasures.

But the voice that came from his ear in a second made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Zhang Chulan, be careful, the Golden Light Curse is useless."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Lingyu appeared next to the opponent without a sound. With a wave of her sleeve, a jet-black thunder whip was sprinkled like splashing water.

Zhang Chulan hurriedly concentrated, and the escape instinct cultivated by Feng Baobao's hell-style special training for a week allowed him to exert force on his feet, and he jumped more than ten meters in the nick of time, barely avoiding this move.

"tread--"

As soon as Zhang Chulan, who was shining with golden light, stepped into the dark thunder swamp, he felt his feet go limp and almost fell to the ground.

This black mud-like yin and five thunders are all-pervasive, and even the Golden Light Curse cannot prevent its erosion.

Although Yin Lei was dispelled by the Meng family's mental method that operated autonomously as soon as it entered the body, but he really didn't want to touch this kind of biting cold thing with a strong sense of weakness.

As soon as Zhang Chulan stood still, before Zhang Chulan could react from Yin Wulei's ignorance of the Golden Light Curse, he saw Zhang Lingyu's figure turned into a light and agile poisonous snake, and suddenly accelerated towards him in the thunder swamp .

"Yin Wulei, right? Then you come and taste mine too!

Crimson Palace - palm thunder. "

Blazing white thunder emerged from the palm, and a cluster of electric lights sizzled and attacked the spirit snake.

To Zhang Chulan's surprise, Zhang Lingyu's agility bonus in the pitch-black thunder marsh was extremely terrifying, and she was able to avoid the thunder in her palm by walking a meandering slide.

"Whizzing--"

The quick movement implied the sound of breaking the wind, and the next moment Zhang Lingyu's figure appeared beside the opponent like a ghost.

And at the same time, there was the palm covered with pitch-black thunder, which slapped Zhang Chulan's shoulder with a whistling sound.

"Bam—"

Zhang Chulan was struck flying with a palm, struggling to stabilize her figure in mid-air, before she landed, she waved a large cloud of thunder light where she landed.

"Zi la—" As Yang Wulei passed by, the pitch-black thunder swamp on the ground disappeared.

"Very smart." Zhang Lingyu stopped her hands when she saw this, "Did you notice it in a flash? Or was it an instinctive reaction? At the last moment, you took my palm with Yang Leiqiang."

Zhang Chulan didn't reply, but silently looked at the torn clothes on her shoulders, and couldn't help feeling sad.

This suit was given to him by Meng Lang after Zhuge Dali cut off a section of his trousers to make him pretend to be aggressive. Its value was enough to cover the living expenses of the old Zhang family for three to five years.

Originally, he planned to wait until after the game to secretly sell the supplements for home use, but now...

Looking up in the direction of the opponent, Zhang Chulan's eyes were sad and indifferent:

"Niubi, originally I didn't intend to fight you hard, but you are too aggressive."

Zhang Lingyu is silent. After so many years of cultivation, others have always evaluated him as a gentleman and gentle as jade. This is the first time he has encountered such a moment called "aggressive".

After pondering for a moment, the honest Taoist bowed and said rudely: "I'm sorry, I really lost control of my emotions today... I will sincerely apologize to you after the competition is over, but at this moment, please do your best to fight me."

"You don't need to tell me, I will do the same." Zhang Chulan snorted coldly, and suddenly there was a thunderstorm all over his body, and the sound of sizzling was endless.

Crimson Palace - Thunder!

The thunder scattered outside his body suddenly disappeared, Zhang Chulan moved his footsteps, and appeared beside his opponent with a frenzied and swift movement.

"Whoosh—" Zhang Lingyu, who was standing still, keenly sensed that someone was approaching her, she swung her sleeves and attacked but missed.

next second.

"Crack!" The fists and palms intersected, and the two stepped back three steps each, and then they stepped on the ground at the same time as if they had agreed, and started a dangerous fist and kick.

The audience on the sidelines could only vaguely see two afterimages, one black and one white, moving across the ring, colliding with each other from time to time and making loud noises, which shocked people's hearts.

After a few minutes.

"Pa——" clapped their palms together again, and the two stepped back a few steps, looking at each other out of breath.

"What a terrifying speed! To think of a way to shoot palm thunder into the body to stimulate the meridians... Zhang Chulan, it's yours."

"Congratulations, Daoist Lingyu's Cangtan in the north really opened my eyes... Daoist, be careful! I can go faster!"

Crimson Palace——Xunlei·Member!

More majestic current poured into the meridians, and the speed and strength were improved to a higher level. Zhang Chulan slapped the opponent's chest at a speed beyond the speed visible to the naked eye of ordinary people.

With a bang, Zhang Lingyu hastily assembled the barrier of Yin and Thunder that was instantly smashed by this palm, and it was difficult to dispel the Yang Thunder entering the body for a while.

But before Zhang Chulan could show joy on his face, he was shocked to find that Zhang Lingyu had already laid a net of heaven and earth with his palm.

The black thunder swamp around him seemed to be alive at this time, and a large black turbid stream of viscous "liquid" gathered from all directions like covering the sky and covering the sun, and it was about to completely submerge Zhang Chulan.

'Yin Wulei - the water is dirty.