Chapter 82 "Holy Hand"

Zhang Bad was stunned for a moment, and then said with a sneer, "Tianmo Gate, holy hand, what does the bird mean?"

After saying his name, the holy hand thought that as long as he looked at the boy opposite with a smile, he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but he didn't expect that this boy was ordinary, and he even hurt people. Since I don't understand and don't know what the Holy Hand means, can't you ask?

If you ask, you will die.

The holy hand's face fell coldly and said to Zhang Bad, "The holy hand is my name, which means that my hands are the first hands in the world. With my hands alone, I can play with people between the palms."

"So that's what it means." Zhang Bad nodded suddenly and said, "Can I have a look at your hands?"

The holy hand looked at Zhang Bad with a sneer, and Zhang Bad also looked at the holy hand with a sneer.

The strength between the two is similar. They are both strong people in the realm of Tongtian. They can feel the strength of the other party, but Zhang Bad has enough confidence to kill the holy hand, not because of anything else, but because he is Zhang Bad and the son of fate, and he can never die.

In addition, the black dragon swallowing the sky creation skills he has learned can quickly condense his true spirit, which is to occupy an advantage. Although the holy hand seems not weak, it is only not weak in Zhang Bad's eyes.

"You are bad, aren't you?" The holy hand looked coldly at Zhang Bad and stared for a while and said faintly.

Zhang Bad nodded and said, "You should have known who I am."

"You are the only one who can face the strong people in the world who can face the realm of heaven, except those who have reached the realm of immortality." The holy hand said with a laugh.

"I heard that you are the son of fate with spiritual roots. I have long wanted to see what's unusual about you, a person with spiritual roots. Now is the right time." The holy hand said with a wild smile.

"Maybe you will regret it." Zhang Bad said with a faint smile.

Regret? I will never regret doing things with my holy hand. The holy hand laughed loudly, but his body had moved instantly and came to Zhang Bad and shouted, "Fu Tianyin."

A violent power appeared in the sky and pressed down, just like the top of Mount Tai. A huge fingerprint appeared out of thin air, splashing and shining like a starlight.

"Bomb."

Without any obstruction, the whole light fingerprints directly covered the bad figure, and then hit the ground heavily. The whole ground also cracked several cracks due to the impact of the light fingerprints and shook a few times before calming down.

From this, we can see how powerful the energy of this light fingerprint is.

"I didn't expect to be so weak. It seems that I saw the wrong person." The holy hand didn't expect that he would kill the legendary god-like Zhang Bad with one blow. He couldn't help but look gloomy. Just now, he prepared a back move, and it seems that he doesn't need it now.

Is that right? Are you doubting your vision? Zhang's bad voice sounded behind the holy hand, and the meaning of shame was extremely strong.

The holy hand did not mean any panic when he heard Zhang Bad's voice, and although he knew that Zhang Bad was behind him and didn't even mean to avoid it at all, he laughed wildly, kicked his legs out of thin air, and his whole body quickly flew backwards to Zhang Bad. Obviously, he wanted to use his own body as his own martial arts. It's done.

Zhang Bad saw that the holy hand did not retreat but moved forward. Instead, he no longer wanted to attack, but slipped out sideways. He patted a dark black dragon with his backhand and rushed to the holy hand.

Since the holy hand wants to play, Zhang Bad will not let go of such an opportunity.

After all, the two have now reached the strength of Tongtian. Now it is really difficult to find a person who can fight. Now it is difficult to meet a person with similar strength. Of course, they will not let go.

Although the holy hand was in the situation of retreating, the true qi all over his body was now in a rapid circulation. Soon he found the black dragon Zhenqi patted by Zhang Bad. He shouted in surprise and abruptly jumped in the direction of his retreat, unexpectedly drooping to the ground quickly.

"Your true qi has the effect of absorbing other people's true qi, which really opens my eyes." The holy hand dodged the bad black dragon, flew up in the air and said with a laugh.

"Isn't there a lot of skills like Tianmomen?" Zhang Bad said with a sneer.

"Of course, there are many such skills as Tianmomen, but on the one, powerful practitioners disdain to practice such skills, and on the other..." As the holy hand said, he immediately laughed wildly and pointed to Zhang Bad and laughed.

Zhang Bad was stunned for a moment and said with a smile, "What is the second?"

"Second, you are a decent person. When will a decent person practice the magic skills of our Heavenly Demon Gate?" The holy hand laughed and said, "And now it seems that you still practice this magic skill very well."

Zhang Bad said with a faint smile, "I have nothing to practice magic skills."

"Oh? What's the solution to this?" The holy hand asked for a moment.

Zhang Bad laughed and said, "Because I practice magic skills, I'm here to kill you."

After saying that, he stopped talking nonsense. His hands poked out like dragons, and the two black dragons roared and rushed to the holy hand like two violent black dragons.

The two black dragons, mixed with unparalleled domineering and unprecedented murderous spirit, roared and rushed to the holy hand. The two huge heads had opened their cold teeth just to kill the holy hand.

The holy hand can't help frowning and no longer laughing. There is already a fine sweat on his forehead. I can also feel that this bad attack is a must-kill attack.

"Double cranes take off."

The holy hand stepped back two steps, but did not dodge. He shouted loudly, raised his arms straight, his hands turned into claws, and the true spirit surged wildly. Because the true spirit was too fierce, he actually supported the holy hand's arms to become stronger, and finally broke the sleeves of his arms.

"Bomb."

With a loud noise, there was nothing in the place where the holy hand stood, and the holy hand disappeared.

However, Zhang Bad dares not be careless at all. After all, the holy hand is a strong man in the realm of heaven. Although his full blow can kill a strong man in the realm of babyhood, it is not enough for the holy hand to kill the holy hand.

"Cough, what a violent true qi, what a domineering true qi." The previously disappeared holy hand appeared again, and the original Jinhua clothes on his body had turned into black beggars' clothes, and his originally oily hair was now scattered on his body.

However, the current appearance has also given the holy hand a good dress. Now it looks like a holy hand of the Heavenly Demon Gate. The original dress will more or less make Zhang Bad feel helpless. That is not the holy hand at all, but just a plaything prodigal.

"You are also very powerful." Zhang said with a bad smile.

"If you can't die under the blow of my black dragon, you will be a strong man." Zhang said faintly.

"Of course, it can not only hurt, but also suck my true qi and resist it. It really can't be done without strong strength." The holy hand smiled and said.

"But you can't kill me." The voice of the holy hand suddenly turned cold and said to Zhang Bad with a sneer.

Zhang smiled and said, "Oh? Why can't I kill you?"

"Because I am the holy hand." The holy hand laughed, and his body had turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards Zhang Bad.

The hands turned into claws, and the five fingers were like five powerful magic weapons, grabbing the broken body.

Under the careless, the originally strong rock-hard body was actually caught with five scars, and the blood creaked out.

The holy hand laughed wildly, put his hand on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his tongue, licked away the bad blood, and said with a wild laugh, "This is my real strength. Well, your blood is very good and sweet. I don't know if your heart will be more flexible than other people's hearts, so it's chewy."

Zhang Bad felt a burst of nausea and was very disgusted by the movements of the holy hand. This was also the first time Zhang Bad saw other people eat his blood, which really made Zhang Bad extremely disgusted.

"Wow." Zhang Bad gently exhaled a turbid breath, and there were bursts of pain from the wound in his chest.

"Is that all you can do?" Zhang Bad said to the holy hand with a sneer.

"Speed, hard and sharp, these are enough." The holy hand sneered and said, "It's enough to kill you."

"Real?" Zhang Bad sneered: "It's just that you still can't kill me now, can you?"

"I don't know, but I want to see how powerful you are, the son of fate." The holy hand sneered and bullied himself again.

Like a stormy attack, every attack is like a meteor passing through the sky. Although you can see the figure, when Zhang Bad wants to stop it, he will always take a step slower.

"Roar."

Zhang Bad, who was suppressed, couldn't help roaring. The true qi all over his body gathered on the walls, and his eyes had become blood red. Since he can't keep up with the speed, he used his thick true qi to deal with the holy hand, which is his most dominant place.

The black dragon's true qi is like a layer of dark armor, attached to the broken body, and gradually condenses into a substantial armor. Even the rapid attack of the holy hand cannot be broken.

Even if there is a place that is broken by the holy hand, the black dragon can quickly heal this place, just like it can repair itself.

"Speed, speed." The holy hand did not expect that his attack would be blocked like this.

It's not because my speed is not good, nor because my strength is weak, but just because of the bad black dragon's true spirit.

"Speed, speed, as long as it can be attacked again and again, it can finally smash this true air armor." The holy hand roared angrily in his heart.

unwilling, absolutely unwilling.

"Why hasn't it been broken yet?" The breath of the holy hand has become broken and breathless. The rapid attack has greatly consumed the true qi of the holy hand. Of course, it is also rapidly consuming the true qi in the bad body, but the bad true qi is much thicker than the true qi of the holy hand.

So even if you lose the same true spirit, you can make Zhang Bad persist until the end.

"Kill." Zhang Bad roared when the holy hand looked annoyed, and the thick true spirit surged out at this time. In such a close range, Zhang Bad had the confidence to kill with one blow.