Chapter 1239 The Power of the Tiger
Liu Jun nodded, "Don't blame me for a while. If you want to blame me, blame yourself for wanting to be the leader."
"Looking for death" Kuang Xiong cursed angrily, fiercely A punch was thrown.
This punch makes a whistling sound, which makes people fearful and dare not take it hard.
The strength of the Crazy Bear is indeed strong, and his practice is also a fierce one. Ordinary practitioners, even those with a higher level of practice than him, will avoid his sharp edges.
However, are they ordinary practitioners competing in front of Liu Jun? Isn't that a big deal in front of Guan Gong?
Comparing strength, who is Liu Jun afraid of?
"Tsk, tsk, my hands are weak." Liu Jun grabbed the mad bear's fist with his left hand, picked up a brick with his right hand, and hit the mad bear on the head.
Under normal circumstances, the head of a cultivator of Kuang Xiong's level must be harder than a brick.
It’s just that the brick Liu Jun took out was not an ordinary brick, but a magic weapon, and its power was no worse than the brick he had before.
When the brick fell down, the mad bear was hit so hard that his head was bruised and bleeding, and he was so disoriented that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.
Finally, his vision returned to normal, and Kuang Xiong saw a brick-like object in his vision that was rapidly enlarging.
Isn’t this special cat the brick that just opened his head?
The mad bear suddenly looked frightened and crawled back on his hands and feet, trying to avoid the brick.
Huwei frowned. Although this mad bear didn't like him, he was still a disciple of his Discipline Hall. It would not do him any good to be embarrassed in public.
"Friend, please let him go. Let's discuss it." Huwei took a step forward and stood up.
The attentive people who eat melons have noticed the change in Huwei's attitude. Before, he said that he would teach Liu Jun a lesson. After the mad bear was beaten, he immediately said that they should learn from each other and called him a friend.
What does this mean? It shows that Huwei from the Discipline Hall really regards Liu Jun as an opponent of the same level.
You must know that Huwei's strength is ranked among the best in the entire Daluomen. Rumors say that Huwei is better than his master and is stronger than his master Mu Yuanzhenren.
Liu Jun curled his lips, put away the bricks, and kicked the mad bear out.
"Going to fight outside?" Liu Jun said expressionlessly.
This tiger is obviously much stronger than the mad bear. It will definitely take some trouble for him to clean it up. When the time comes to fight, the destructive power will not be small.
He just wants to renovate this hotel, not tear it down and build a new one.
"That's what I meant" Huwei nodded and walked out first.
Huwei didn't think about destroying it. In his eyes, it would be okay if it was destroyed. No one was in charge of this place, so there was no need to pay compensation. He simply felt that it couldn't be used.
On the broad street outside, Liu Jun stretched out his hand and hooked it.
Hu Wei snorted coldly, jumped into the air, and hit Liu Jun with an upside-down golden hook.
Liu Jun didn't panic, raised his hand and punched, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and faced him.
There was a loud "boom", and the two of them were separated at the first touch. Huwei fell back to the original position, but Liu Jun did not move at all, but there were some cracks on the road under Liu Jun's feet.
The crowd of onlookers exclaimed. As the saying goes, an expert can tell if something is wrong as soon as he makes a move.
Hu Wei's move was fierce and domineering, while Liu Jun's move was calm and powerful. The two were equally matched.
"Master, let me tell you where did this Dragon Crossing the River come from? It turns out he has confidence."
"Tsk, that's because Huwei has not exerted his full strength. Otherwise, he can't kill him with one move. "I killed this kid"
"You fart, look at this man, he looks calm and unhurried, it shows that he is very confident and not afraid of the power of a tiger at all"
The melon-eating crowd started a heated discussion, but After a short discussion, the group fell silent because Liu Jun and Hu Wei were about to fight again.
"You are very strong, and you deserve to be treated with all my strength. I hope you can hold on." Huwei took off his coat with a solemn expression, and his strong muscles were immediately revealed.
Liu Jun smiled and said, "You are quite strong, and you deserve to be treated with one-third of my strength."
As he said that, Liu Jun also took off his coat, and the skin was Dark red scales emerged.
“Mutant?” Huwei frowned.
Liu Jun rolled his eyes, "You mutated uncle, do you want to fight?"
"No matter who you are, I am..." Huwei took a deep breath and wanted to say something for the occasion, but before he could finish speaking, Liu Jun rushed over.
“That’s so long-winded, how about playing house?” Liu Jun imitated Hu Wei’s initial move, also hanging the golden hook upside down.
Huwei was caught off guard and could only cross his arms to block.
There was a "boom", a louder sound than the previous collision between the two.
Huwei took seven or eight steps back before stopping. The concrete floor where he had just stood sank by more than ten centimeters. This force was so terrifying. "So strong." Huwei frowned. His legs were still shaking, and his arms had already suffered bone fractures.
Originally, he thought that if he showed his true skills, although it would be difficult, he would definitely be able to defeat Liu Jun.
But unexpectedly, Liu Jun was injured in the first attack.
"Not bad, continue." Liu Jun's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Huwei pick him up hard and still stand upright. He stepped forward again and punched him.
Huwei wanted to dodge, but was surprised to find that Liu Jun's punch, although simple and unpretentious, gave him the feeling that he would be hit no matter how he dodged.
In response to this, Hu Wei also came up with a fierce force and punched out with the same punch, which was hard to beat with Liu Jun's punch.
There was another violent collision, and along with the sound of "click", Huwei was directly blown away and fell heavily to the ground.
The "click" sound just now was that Huwei's arm was dislocated.
Hu Wei was helped up by the disciples of the Discipline Hall, his right arm stretched out.
"Master, are you okay?"
"Hall Master"
The disciples of the Discipline Hall asked with concern.
Hu Wei's face was pale. He grabbed his right arm with his left hand that could barely move, and lifted it hard. There was a "crack" sound, and the dislocated right arm was pushed back.
Liu Jun's pupils shrank, this guy can be considered a ruthless person,
Although in the circle of practitioners, injuries are inevitable, practitioners are also human beings and will do the same. It hurts. Someone who puts his dislocated arm back into place by himself is definitely a ruthless person.
"Continue" Hu Wei pushed away the disciple next to him and took a few steps forward.
Liu Jun frowned slightly, "Let me remind you, if it is dislocated normally, there is no problem in reattaching it like this, but if you still fight me, this arm may become useless."
Huwei He smiled and said, "If you can fight against the top masters, even if you are not as good as others and get killed, it is still a worthy death."
Liu Jun curled his lips and said, "Shit, keep this kind of spiritual food for yourself. Do you want to fight?"
"Of course, be careful." Huwei closed his eyes, seeming to be brewing something.
Liu Jun did not take action directly. If it were Zhenren Mu Yuan, he would not hesitate to punch his head and close his eyes in front of the enemy, simply because he was too slow to die.
"Buzzing buzzing" In the sword mausoleum of Da Luomen, a big sword inserted in the stone kept vibrating.
Daluomen has a special skill called Gujian, which means putting all your efforts into death with one sword.
Every Daluomen disciple who has practiced this technique will choose a sword and use special techniques to communicate.
After the communication is successful, the sword will be placed in the sword tomb. Once the sword in the sword tomb comes out of the body, it means that the sword owner will die.
Because this sword, when it kills the enemy, it will also kill the sword owner.
Although this technique is relatively different, it can be regarded as a cruel move that will lead to death.
"Sorry" Huwei opened his eyes and looked into the distance.
There was a spot of light that was rapidly enlarging, and as the sword approached, a harsh sonic boom sounded.
“This move is quite powerful, but it’s not enough.” Liu Jun’s left hand was covered with dense dragon scales and he reached out to grab it.
"Stab it!" a sharp voice sounded, and Liu Jun actually grabbed the big sword.
This big sword also has a bad temper, emitting high-frequency vibrations, trying to shake Liu Jun's hand away, and kill Liu Jun with another sword.
"Hmph" Liu Jun snorted coldly, drew out the Dark Sword from his back, and struck it with one strike.
"Damn it, you are the only one with a temper, aren't you? Who has spoiled you! If I don't split you in half today, you don't know how a sword is forged." Liu Jun is like a blacksmith forging iron. As if, while shouting and cursing, he took the Underworld Sword and chopped at the body of the big sword like wood.
Every time the sword was struck, sparks flew out and the sword trembled.
At first, the big sword was still vibrating at a high frequency, but as gaps appeared on the sword, the sword stopped vibrating, as if it was standing upright.
With a "click", the big sword finally broke into two pieces, and the sword fell to the ground, making a final whine.
The moment Huwei's sword broke, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
(End of this chapter)