Chapter 19 The First Power of the Treasure Body

"I believe that with my perseverance, it should be possible, at least much better than those who are self-righteous but pretend to be tall, a rotten girl!!" With a quarrel, Zhuge Wuliang will never be afraid of Zhuge Muyan. In a few words, Zhuge Muyan's face turned purple and his delicate body trembled violently.

Several young people behind Zhuge Muyan clenched their fists and stared fiercely at Zhuge Fuliang, with the intention of fighting in order to win the favor of the beauty.

"I have something else to do. I'll talk to you later." Zhuge Bliang waved his hand and turned around to leave.

"Hight!"

At this time, the young man in black standing at the end came up and shouted, "Kid, do you want to leave if you ridicul others?"

"What do you want? And she said sarcasm first!" Zhuge Fuliang stopped.

The young man in black walked over, gently patted Zhuge Muyan on the shoulder, and sneered, "I read that everyone is in the same family. As long as you kowtow to Muyan and admit your mistake, I will let you go!!"

After saying that, there was a strong sense of oppression in the body of the young man in black. Obviously, he wanted to deter Zhuge Fuliang with his strength.

Zhuge's face changed and he smiled, "Hey, this brother, you don't have to do it so well~~"

Seeing that Zhuge's words were soft, several people sneered proudly. Zhuge Muyan showed even more contempt and whispered, "It's really an abscess!"

"If you don't kowtow to Muyan, you can't leave safely!" The man in black saw that Zhuge Buliang had the intention to compromise. In order to show male chauvinism in front of Zhuge Muyan, he said proudly.

"Is it okay to just admit mistakes? Don't kowtow." Zhuge Buleang said with a smile, with a sense of flattery on his face.

"Well, I was very bold when I heard what you said just now, but I didn't expect it to be an pus!" A young man sneered.

"Waste is waste after all, brother, why do you need to make gas with this kind of straw bag?" Zhuge Muyan pulled the young man in black.

"No!" The young man in black looked arrogant: "This boy humiliated you today. If you don't kowtow and admit your mistake, you can't leave!"

"What if I can't do it?" Zhuge Buching looked around and said lightly.

The young man in black sneered, and the other people immediately met and forced him to take a step and surrounded Zhuge Buleung in the center.

"Hey hey hey, then you mean to eat me. This is not within the scope of Yaoxian Pavilion. In case something happens, even the elders can't take care of it." There was a little coldness in Zhuge Bu's eyes.

"Oh? It depends on what you mean, it seems that you will treat us as if you are a loser!" The young man in black laughed and pointed to the young man with thin cheeks and said, "Brother Zeng, give him some appetizer first!"

The young man nodded and suddenly rushed to Zhuge Bligang. The fiery red halo on his fists was wrapped around him, and the hot breath rushed towards him, as if he had used some kind of spell.

"Bum!"

Zhuge Butiang raised his palm indifferently and blocked the violent blow of the young man. Everyone was shocked.

The young man had not reacted. Zhuge Fuliang had already moved and took action quickly, with a palm imprinted on the young man's chest. The young man snorted, and his body flew back. He flew a distance of five or six meters. He fell heavily to the ground and his face was extremely pale.

Before everyone came to their senses, Zhuge Buteng rushed to the young man like a phantom. The iron retreated and swept, and the strong body could open the mountain and gravel, not to mention a disciple in the gas refining period.

"Bum!"

The young man howled, and his body rolled out more than ten meters away from the ground, and fell to the ground without moving.

"This..." The young man in black and Zhuge Muyan were stunned. They couldn't believe that everything happened in the lightning, and even everyone only felt that they blinked, and the man was put to the ground by Zhuge Fuliang.

"Let's go together!"

The others also reacted, and the remaining three young people rushed towards Zhuge Fuliang, with all kinds of brilliance on their fists, and even the air became distorted.

Zhuge Fuliang came up and punched out with a young man's fist. There was a sour "cache" sound. The young man's arm was deformed, his face twisted, took a breath of cold air, and his body flew back.

But Zhuge was quick-sighted, reached out and grabbed the young man's leg, moved it, and hit another guy who wanted to rush up.

"Bum!"

The two collided and rolled out more than ten meters away.

Zhuge Buteng moved as fast as lightning, jumped up, came to the top of another person, stepped on his feet, and stepped firmly on his shoulders. With two clicks, the man's collarbone collapsed, and a sad scream sounded. The man's face was extremely pale and his facial features were distorted.

Zhuge's body can be comparable to a low-level magic weapon. The strength of the body can even be torn apart by an elephant, not to mention the people in front of him.

"Oh, it's sad. I've asked you if you don't apologize for a long time. You have to let go. Do you really think I'm afraid of you? I don't want to hurt the friendship of my peers. What a kind person I am. What a pure person I am to force me to take action. Why bother? Why? Are you stupid?" Zhuge Fuliang still has a relaxed smile.

The young man in black and Zhuge Muyan's face was difficult to see the extreme. Zhuge Muyan was shocked by Zhuge's thunderous methods. She never thought that a bastard in the family who was bullied, a person who was not even as good as a slave, was so decisive and fierce.

"Good! OK! OK!" The young man in black turned pale and said three good words: "I didn't expect you to hide, but don't think that you will be arrogant if you hurt a few disciples on the third and fourth floors of the refining period. It seems that I have to show you what strength is!"

After saying that, the young man in black took out a rune from his arms. Several bitter and incomprehensible runes were written on the rune paper with cinnabar. He saw him sticking the rune paper on his body, and his body slowly rose up and suspended in mid-air.

Zhuge Muyan seemed to know what he was going to do and quickly stepped aside.

At this time, the man in black took out a charm again. The rune paper was shining, and a fierce breath came from the rune paper.

Zhuge Bligang clenched his fist, and his eyes flashed white.

"This sword charm is already comparable to the power of a magic weapon. Let me see how you can resist this blow!" The young man in black smiled and said that he instilled a golden true power into the rune paper. Suddenly, a sonorous sound sounded in mid-air, like a sword.

"This man's cultivation should be above me, at least six layers of gas refining!" Zhuge Fuliang said secretly in his heart.

The golden light suddenly appeared, and the sharp sound of the sword sounded all over the earth. The rune paper turned into a golden giant sword cut off. The friction between the giant sword and the air emitted a "sizzle" sound. The air was almost distorted, and the fierce breath shrouded Zhuge Buliang.

But Zhuge Butong did not dodge. He took a step forward, and his fist was covered with a thick white light at this moment, which was the true power belonging to the non-attribute spiritual root. Facing the huge sword cut head-on, Zhuge didn't hesitate to punch.

"Rumble!"

There seems to be a thunderstorm, and the dazzling light makes it difficult for Zhuge Muyan, who is standing not far away.