Chapter 191 The Golden Fist of Love
At this moment, Mo Yiyan did not dare to neglect his movements at all. His supernatural space helped Qin Fu resist the surging black clouds above the lava river.
Qin Fu, on the other hand, was light and agile, leaping left and right in the air at a dizzying speed, sometimes jumping up and down, using those floating moving blocks as shields.
He cleverly avoided the small black clouds released by Wukui Dudu, so that the small black clouds had no choice but to pass by him or hit the moving blocks.
In this way, Qin Fu and everyone were in a crisis-ridden environment.
With extraordinary wisdom and tacit cooperation, he moved forward with difficulty but determination, maintaining a delicate balanced distance from Wu Kui Dudu.
However, Wukui Dudu suddenly broke the deadlock and once again showed its terror and cunning.
I saw it vibrate suddenly, black energy swirling around its body, and instantly releasing an astonishing number of small black clouds.
These small black clouds quickly dispersed around like soldiers who had received orders.
In the blink of an eye, he merged into the thick black mist surrounding him.
However, what surprised everyone was that these small black clouds suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Wu Jinqiang couldn't help but look puzzled at this moment. He turned to look at Mo Yiyan and asked with a bit of confusion in his tone:
"What kind of trick is it playing? Can you understand it?"
Mo Yiyan also frowned, but he shook his head, obviously puzzled by Wukui Dudu's sudden move.
At this moment, Wu Jinqiang's eyes were attracted by a scene not far away.
He noticed that those small black clouds began to move in and out of the black fog.
They move quickly in an almost straight line.
However, although the path they traveled was not far from everyone, they strangely did not get close, nor did they launch any form of attack.
This scene undoubtedly made the already tense atmosphere even more confusing.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
A series of deafening explosions suddenly tore apart the tranquility of the air, echoing endlessly in the ears of Qin Fu and his party.
What followed was a huge and thick smoke that suddenly rose in front, rolling and spreading.
Mo Yiyan's face suddenly tensed up at this moment, his brows were furrowed, and an ominous premonition flashed in his eyes.
He murmured in a low voice, with unconcealable anxiety in his voice:
"Oops..."
Faced with this sudden change, Wu Jinqiang and Han Zichu had confusion written all over their faces.
They stared wide-eyed at the spreading smoke ahead.
Wu Jinqiang turned to look at Mo Yiyan and asked eagerly:
"What do you mean? What is going on?"
At this time, Qin Fu said in a heavy and clear tone:
"Wukui Dudu, he has destroyed all the moving blocks on our path."
Wu Jinqiang and Han Zichu looked at each other, and for a moment, there was an indescribable uneasiness in the air.
"This... this, then how can we persist in reaching the other side?" Han Zichu's voice was filled with incredible surprise, and her eyes were round. "Qin Fu's physical attribute enhancement effect can only last for a short ten years. Minutes...and now, who knows how far it is to the other shore?”
Mo Yiyan's face was equally solemn, and he then added:
"Not only that, without the blocking of the moving blocks, the attack power of those little black clouds has probably been increased by half..."
Just as they finished speaking.
Qin Fu's back was suddenly occupied by a large number of small black clouds in the blink of an eye. They surged in like a tide and rushed toward him.
The buzz they make is like the trumpets of death. When Qin Fu saw this, his reaction was quick and agile, and he immediately jumped to the left to avoid the sudden attack.
However, just when Qin Fu moved, a large number of small black clouds suddenly appeared on the left side.
They were like hungry wolves, fiercely attacking everyone.
At this moment, Mo Yiyan opened the supernatural space under Qin Fu's feet, temporarily blocking the black clouds above the lava river.
He quickly opened another supernatural space on the left side of everyone, blocking the small black clouds that tried to invade them one by one.
However, during this brief respite, a large number of small black clouds appeared on Qin Fu's right side and in front of him.
Han Zichu stood aside, her eyes full of anxiety.
She stared closely at the small black clouds that were approaching, and said in a low and powerful voice:
"Besieged on all sides, they are trying to catch us all..."
Seeing that the situation was critical, Qin Fu did not hesitate at all. He stretched out his figure and immediately jumped upwards to avoid the danger of being swallowed by these small black clouds.
However, just at the moment when everyone felt a sense of luck and thought they could breathe a little sigh of relief.
Dense small black clouds suddenly appeared above the head, and they poured down like heavy rain.
Han Zichu looked up at the small black clouds covering the sky, his eyes widening.
There was unconcealable panic in her voice, and she shouted urgently:
"Yeah! I'm dead now..."
However, at this critical moment of life and death, Wu Jinqiang jumped upward.
At the same time, he shouted loudly:
"Damn it! I, Wu Jinqiang, am still here!"
At this moment, Wu Jinqiang's muscles all over his body were tense.
At this moment, his body burst out with a faint black-gold light.
Immediately, Wu Jinqiang launched a fierce offensive in the air.
He swung his fists one after another, hitting hard at the small black clouds that were charging towards everyone's heads.
These small black clouds that were hit disappeared instantly under Wu Jinqiang's heavy punch.
However, some small black clouds exploded instantly after touching Wu Jinqiang's fist, making a loud "boom" sound.
Although Wu Jinqiang's fist was like a golden war hammer, constantly smashing those small black clouds into pieces, the explosive power of these small black clouds should not be underestimated.
Although they are not as hot as lava and highly corrosive, each explosion is a heavy hammer that hits Wu Jinqiang's body hard.
Wu Jinqiang, who had a metal body, began to be unable to withstand the continuous explosions in his golden fists.
Under the impact of the explosion, the outer skin fell out piece by piece like peeling bark, revealing the tough and powerful muscles under the skin.
However, Wu Jinqiang seems to be a tireless god of war.
He endured the severe pain and continued to swing his already somewhat damaged fist, hitting the small black clouds that tried to devour them again and again.
Wu Jinqiang burst into an earth-shattering roar and roared loudly:
"Let you have a taste of my, Wu Jinqiang, golden fist filled with the love of my companions!"
(End of chapter)