Chapter 113, Sand Sea Magnetic Explosion, Start
A large amount of iron sand did not directly attack, but poured directly into the ground. Under the control of Zhu Peng, the meta-magnet sand was as pervasive as mercury entering the ground.
In the face of Zhu Peng's inexplicable action, Li Wenda didn't know how to deal with it, but at least he knew that it was definitely not a reconciliation. M, a little doll of the Zhu family, learned two-handed Taoism. Does he think he can bully our Li family with a spiritual weapon? Thinking of this, Li Wenda immediately threw out a machete magic weapon flashing with ice and blue light in his hand. Although there were no spiritual weapon-level items to protect himself, after all, after operating in the logistics department of the Li family for so many years, Li Wenda's value was quite rich.
The whole person rushed forward, and the machete, which was an advanced magic weapon in his hand, buzzed under the infusion of a large number of Zhenyuan aura. After a few cuts, there were sharp blades like blood shadows roaring out. At the same time, the whole person covered behind him tightly. Li Wenda wanted to take action in a short time to completely blow up Zhu Peng.
However, at the same time as Li Wenda's rush, there were waves of swaying on the ground. Zhu Peng's face was a little unnaturally pale, but in a pair of eyes, the red background and the purple sky had been opened.
Like Li Wenda, Zhu Peng also did his best at the first time, because he deeply understood that if he did not suppress this person in the first wave of attacks, as the power gap between the two sides slowly reflected, the subsequent battles would become more and more difficult. Unlike Li Wenda, Zhu Peng has been a man for two lifetimes, with more than a thousand battles. In addition to the last battle in his last life, he is raging and rarely defeated.
In the face of Li Wenda's charge and the madness of the knife, Zhu Peng carried the Shura gourd on his back, and a pair of palms slowly stretched out. The real vitality moved, the aura overflowed, and the magic was launched. Steep, a sound of wind is like thunder, carrying the sad cry of a thousand souls, roaring. In the martial arts venue, the ground shook, the sand undulating, and an inexplicable wind and sand fluctuated violently.
"Let you see what is the power of Shura."
With Zhu Peng's faint words, the wind and sandstorm came to his face. For a moment, Li Wenda was shrouded in overwhelming sand and dust.
The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, which makes people unable to distinguish between east, west, north and south. The wind continues, and the wild sand is raging. Among them, the mixed meta-magnet sand rotates and roars like a razor, tearing Li Wenda's skin and muscles. The sudden fierceness suddenly hit Li Wenda. That kind of power Potential, as if to tear up and overturn everything that blocks the strong sand wind. Li Wenda is the first to be the brunt.
In the middle of the wind eye of the magnetic sand, it was unexpectedly calm. Zhu Peng gently squinted his eyes and felt the true flow of Zhenyuan. His own air machine blended with the large-scale magic in front of him. Taking the meta-magnet sand as the lead, it temporarily tears the earth and rocks and magnetizes it. This is a stopgap measure and a temporary trick.
At this time, there are still too few meta-magnet sand accumulated in the Shura gourd. Otherwise, a large amount of iron sand will be covered, and the real element loss will be less, and the unit's lethality will be more fierce and violent. How can Zhu Peng use such a saving calculation?
Just as Zhu Peng was casting magic and constantly grinding Li Wenda's Zhenyuan and body protection with endless storm magnetism, a strong danger and terror suddenly surged into his mind. Zhu Peng was not the child of the first battle, so when he had this feeling, he did not hesitate to choose trust.
Suddenly, his eyes widened and opened his purple soul. A figure holding a knife and about to wave entered Zhu Peng's eyes.
"What's the matter, two people or separation?" In the Yuan magnetic sandstorm, there was a real Yuan drum undulating existence, but a man suddenly lurked in front of Zhu Peng's eyes, quickly and fiercely. The knife holder held a long knife high and killed him with a ferocious face. If he was an ordinary person, he might be stunned for a moment.
But the purple soul in Zhu Peng's eyes flowed, and his eyes were open. At this moment, he took a huge advantage. "This is the real body in front of him. In the meta-magnetic sandstorm, it is a magic pseudo-body, but it is connected by air and machine."
A quick judgment and decisive action. At the moment when Li Wenda cut Zhu Peng, he felt a force was condensing in the wind and sand all over the sky. A force that wanted to destroy the mountains and seas, and the domineering power gathered and attacked him. There was nothing he could do. He had to fight back to fight at the first time.
Standing five steps away from Li Wenda, Zhu Peng introduced the secret with one hand, and a large number of iron sand yuan magnetism gushed out in the iron sand gourd behind him, which condensed the yellow sand in front of Zhu Peng with the yuan magnet sand mixed in it, and then formed a half-yellow and half-grey and roared fierce face fiercely towards Li Wenda rushed away, and the power of this direct impact was so great that it was cohesive.
It is thousands of times more powerful than the surrounding wind and sandstorms, or it should be said that this is because the storm force, which was originally aimless but only ravaged under the action of mana, suddenly condensed and condensed into a group and crashed into Li Wenda under the coagulation of Zhu Peng's idea and metamagnet.
"How can this boy control a spiritual weapon to such a point? Has he begun to sacrifice this Shura gourd in his mother's womb?"
In the face of this roaring impact like a landslide, such an idea flashed unnaturally in Li Wenda's mind.
With his cultivation of eight percent of the realm of refining gas, coupled with the protection of magic weapon equipment, even a supercar that can withstand the rapid Mercedes-Benz in the secular world of the mortal world will not take half a step back and suffer half an injury. However, the impact force condensed by Zhu Peng is more fierce and fierce than the head-on collision of a high-speed train!
Li Wenda also reacted quickly, ran Zhenyuan's aura, and cut a knife at the roaring gravel ghost face with all his strength. The magnificent vitality aroused the great ups and downs of the wind and dust around him.
However, he only split the iron sand magnetic storm at the beginning of the grimace into two and roared from his side, but the subsequent iron sand magnetic storm was still howling, running wildly with a momentum that would tear everything in front of him up. Suddenly, he overturned the bottom of Li Wenda's figure and rushed back with his figure.
Zhu Peng stretched out with one hand, and the void pressed, and a stream of lightning-like iron evil magnetic force flowed between his palms, faintly echoing the roaring iron sand flow.
With Li Wenda's momentum of soaring back, Tie Shayuan's continuous follow-up, and the whole Nuoda martial arts arena was cut into two halves by Zhu Peng's turbulent blow. In the middle, there was a deep dark and bottomless ditch as a dividing line. Li Wenda suddenly had no sound after Zhu Peng's blow.
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