Chapter 169 Baigu Zhenjun

Although this arm was cut off and the vitality was exhausted, it suspended quietly in the void like a dead object, without any power.

"This is the arm of the god of war. It is rumored that one hand of the god of war contains the power to smash the peak martial saint. It can't be underestimated. Although it is only one arm, it can experience the power of the means and breath of the god of war. It is the best test product."

Wu Pengwei narrowed his eyes slightly, took a breath, waved his long sleeves, and a suspended force held up the arm of the Lord of Dark Chen. With a flick of his finger, a wisp of star sword spirit ejected out.

This wisp of sword was unstoppable, and it shot into the arm of the God of War with a "wish".

In an instant, the arm of the dead god of war suddenly moved, and a ferocious and horrible power surged out, like a tiger going down the mountain, and the mad shark was like water. In an instant, a large area of white bone gas converged and formed. The arm seemed to be alive, twisted and expanded, and finally turned into a miserable person. Shape.

The face is blurred and the body is vigorous, just like a warrior with a masked face.

As soon as this pale warrior appeared, the whole fantasy was full of white bone gas within a hundred miles. The air was squeezed out. The white bone air bloomed like a lotus flower and gathered into a huge white bone lotus flower, holding the warrior in it, which was extremely strange.

"Hmm, white bone lotus? It's so big, and your master is not as good as you.

Wu Pengwei smiled, and his fingers were a few more bullets, and a few rays of star sword gas broke out of the air again, piercing the white warrior on the white lotus in the void.

Unfortunately, these wisps of swordsmanship are like mud entering the sea, and there is no movement.

"Idiot, it's useless. My white bone true qi is the most ferocious power of qi and blood in heaven and earth. It is sharper than the gold system, and the fire system is more explosive. Your wisp of star sword spirit is like scratching. I am not afraid at all."

The pale warrior's words were like an iron plate scraping on the ground, broken and hoarse, extremely unpleasant, and he had no face and looked strange and frightening.

Wu Pengwei just smiled, and a few swordsmanships shot out.

These wisps of swordsmanship are different from the original. The direction of shooting is far left to south, and the angle is extremely tricky.

The pale warrior just shrugged his shoulders, and the vast white air suddenly collapsed, swallowing up the wisps of sword gas into it again.

Wu Pengwei raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head, and his eyes were quiet and deep.

"Idiot, it's useless to say it, little thing. You cut off my master's arm. You can know that you have made a big mistake. The body and limbs of the martial arts can transform the life of the peak martial saint at will. By what you have given me, I can be born. As long as you submit to me and give up your skills, I can take you to meet the Lord and leave you a small life. " The pale warrior held his fist to the west, which was the direction of the underground palace practiced by the Lord of Dark Chen.

The body of the martial arts god is unusual. The martial arts saint level is almost not bad. After reaching the martial arts god, it goes further. The body is like a god and inviolable. However, if it is cut by a godless weapon, any body part can be transformed into a peak martial saint-level life.

Although the pale warrior's face is vague, it is also because the strength of the Lord of Dark Chen is not deep, and he has not reached the silence of the so-called intermediate martial arts god. If it is achieved, the miserable warrior will have facial features, his mind will be open, and his strength will be more advanced. He can understand the changes of martial arts, and he is not dull.

If you go further and reach the peak of the god of war, such as "black fog" and the first-class Taishi Emperor, the broken limbs will give birth to a complete life. The strength is infinitely close to the primary god of war, and can understand the changes of heaven and earth, have profound wisdom, give birth to the internal organs, body veins and blood, and the saint. At this point, even the peak martial arts saint can't defeat the warrior transformed into the warrior of the god of war.

Fortunately, although the strength of the white warrior in front of him is strong and the white bone is really fierce, his mind is not very smart, and there is a trace of dullness.

Hearing the other party's words, Wu Pengwei did not respond at all. He bowed his head and meditated. Occasionally, he frowned. Then, several stars and swords popped up with his fingers.

These swords are strong but not weak, like stamens blooming, shooting into the world wrapped in the white-bone lotus.

"Idiot, I said it's useless. My body is not bad. What can you do with me?"

The pale warrior let these sword qi pierce into the veins of his body. After that, as soon as he inhaled, the white bone real qi ran rapidly in the body, and a trace of shock, stirring all the sword gas into pieces.

"Haha, I tell you, I'm familiar with the Lord's 'white bone refining heart and law'. Everything in heaven and earth can be shattered by me. You idiot, you keep releasing sword spirit. It's really stupid. Haha, you idiot, I can smash you with one hand, hahaha..."

In the loud laughter, a small whisper came into the ears of the white warrior.

"Yes, this white bone refining heart is different. It is indeed the means of the god of war. The way of exerting power in the body is very different. If the martial saint is to communicate the qi of heaven and earth for his own use, then this god of war is a new element of heaven and earth born in the body, which is more pure and refined, more powerful, and regards heaven and earth as nothing. Yes, yes, that's what it is. No wonder that the spirit of heaven and earth elements that a peak martial saint can accommodate has reached the limit. Why can't I break through for a long time? It turns out to be this truth.

In the clouds, Wu Pengwei held his chin and muttered to himself. The more he spoke, the smoother it became, and the haze between his eyebrows also dispersed.

The pale warrior's face was distorted and he roared harshly: "Shit, did you hear Ben Zhenjun say anything? I'm going to die."

The warrior was furious. It was transformed by the arm of the primary god of war, and it burst fiercely. There was only the purest destructive son. The rest was nothing about it. He waved his big hand, and a white bone qi turned into a huge white claw in the air, which was a hundred meters huge, and the knuckles were like thorns, and he grabbed it down in the air.

"The real king will kill you..."

This white bone giant claw is a destructive magic power of the Lord of Dark Chen, which is very powerful. In the fantasy world, the method of the Lord of Dark Chen actually kills ten Wu Pengwei effortlessly. However, the "Zero" suddenly metamorphosed and hangs the black armor spirit god, seriously injured the Lord of Dark Chen, and happens that "yin" absorbs the soul power of "Yang". Promoted to a junior martial saint, An Chen wanted to hide, which hit Wu Pengwei's sneak attack. Otherwise, Wu Pengwei may not have been able to take it down just with this white bone giant claw.

But this is only the performance of the miserable warrior, not the Lord of Dark Chen who personally used it, and it is more than a thousand miles away.

The white bone giant claws scratched the void in the air, and a trace of cracks appeared in the air. When he grabbed Wu Pengwei, he suddenly grabbed the air of a hundred miles away.

"Haha, this is the end of neglecting Ben Zhenjun." The pale warrior laughed. In a trance, he seemed to be able to imagine the scene when the Lord rewarded him. His arms were adults, and then after a few years of practice, he could have spiritual knowledge, which was no different from the real martial arts saint.

The more he thought about it, the more cheerful he was. He laughed loudly, and the white bone gas surged and rolled. He sat down and the lotus flowers stretched out.

But at this time, a wisp of gray sword spirit rose in the giant claws of the white bone, which suddenly tore the giant claws of the white bone to pieces.

"What? How is that possible? How can this sword spirit be so strong and sharp?"

The pale warrior was shocked. He had refined the sword spirit before, which was soft but not weak. It existed in his body for a long time, but it was not too much burst. It was still shattered by the weakened body veins of the white bone in his body. He thought it was nothing more than that.

Who would have expected that at this time, it was this gray sword spirit, but it was sharp.

"You bastard, dare to block the real king and die."

The pale warrior flew down like an arrow, sat down and flipped the white-bone lotus flower, like a jagged tooth, tore the air, swept everything, and attacked Wu Pengwei.

Wu Pengwei turned around, and his eyes did not look at the warrior. He slapped his back.

Five gray swordsmanship shot out like a dragon. As soon as the gray light, it immediately shot through the pale warrior and the white-bone lotus sitting down.

"How is it possible?"

The pale warrior flew backwards and spouted out a mouthful of white bone qi. He was transformed by the arm of the god of war. He did not have five internal organs and six lungs. All the body veins, qi and blood were formed by the qi of white bones. Every mouthful of white bone gas was his essence. If he spit out, he took a sip less, and his life was weakened by one point.

It's just that the five-star sword spirit completely defeated him. It's really hard for him to imagine.

How can he understand that Wu Pengwei's previous Xingchen sword qi was only less than one-tenth of the power. It is purely a trial and analysis of the operation mode of the power of the god of war in his body. Every trace is connected with thoughts. These sword qi is soft but not weak. Even under the pressure of the white bone true qi, it can withstand for a long time and send the god of martial arts and martial arts. The difference between forces is clearly explored, and by the way, the virtual reality of this white bone spirit is also thoroughly analyzed.

The pale warrior flew back backwards. He shook his body, stopped, and wanted to rush over again. But at this time, a dark figure appeared behind him, slapped down, and a huge dark golden dragon head fell into the air and smashed it in an instant.

"Mom, what a strange smell, it's so stinky."

"Yin" appeared in the void, smashing the pale warrior with one palm, covering his nose and leaping in front of Wu Pengwei.

"It smells bad, but you shouldn't smash it." Wu Pengwei glanced at "Yin" and shook his head.

"Why?" "Yin" is a little puzzled.

"No, why, he wanted to practice for the dragon whale Aoki and others. If you kill him, where can I find such a good handle?"

"Yin" was suddenly depressed and took Wu Sheng to practice. Under the world, it is estimated that only Wu Pengwei is so arrogant.

"If you don't say this, how can you see through the mystery of the god of war?" Yin came over and asked. It is the body of the dragon. Once the power of "Yang" is integrated to reach the body of the dragon, it can naturally have the power of the god of war. There is no need for human beings to understand the law of heaven and earth. This is also the brilliance of the dragon clan.

"It's not easy to do, I understand the truth, but it is still difficult to implement. Wu Sheng is like a river, and this god of war is like an ocean. I have understood the truth, but I haven't accumulated enough." Wu Pengwei shook his head.

"Not enough, how much do you need?" Yin continued to ask.

"I thought that the magic world 'refine the god' Xiaocheng. The speed of absorbing the spirit of heaven and earth is a hundred times more than usual. The accumulation of these days, coupled with my usual refining of some masters and the power of the octopus pseudo-ki god last time, it should be almost the same. Now after the analysis of the white bone warrior, I know that it is still ten times different. If the spirit of the element can't reach the level of intensity, it can't be qualitatively changed, and it can't become the god of war. Wu Pengwei said as he spoke, but laughed.

"Huh? You guy, you are not strong enough, why are you still laughing? Taishi, the big wild wolf, is staring at you. He won't wait patiently for you to become a god of war." "Yin" mocked Wu Pengwei angrily.

Wu Pengwei turned his head and said very seriously, "Does your nerve know that I will practice patiently?"

"I'm impatient to practice... What do you want to do?" Looking at Wu Pengwei's serious appearance, "Yin" always felt a little creepy.

"Simple, go to Mr. Shuijing." Wu Pengwei brushed his sleeves and turned away.

"Water mirror? Why are you looking for the old liar who has no power to tie a chicken?" I'm confused.