The entire snowfield will be burnt clean!
Wu Xiaode looked up.
Right now, he didn't look as tense as before.
He took a deep breath and posed with his fists.
A hundred dragons.
Each dragon will receive a punch.
This ans the opponent's blue bar will be diminished a hundred tis.
What a good deal.
In the air.
The Heavenly Origin Sect Master's eyelids twitched, and he shouted sternly:
"Do you plan to et my Five Elents Secret Skill with bare fists?"
"Arrogant!"
The Magic was activated.
All the fla dragons swooped down towards the earth.
Their target is Wu Xiaode!
In an instant.
The first fla dragon rushed in front of Wu Xiaode, opening its mouth to bite.
Its entire body was made of Red Flas, and its open mouth was over two ters high, once it bites the target, it would directly turn the opponent into ashes.
Boom—
A dull sound.
Wu Xiaode punched, directly knocking the fla dragon away, rolling it hundreds of ters on the snowfield, turning all the white snow along the way into fiery molten lava.
It started!
Wu Xiaode's fists struck like lightning, knocking away each approaching fla dragon.
—Using pure flesh and blood to contend against Magic!
Never in any world, of any power, has anything like this ever occurred!
Yet, the person doing this is so skilled in close combat, even Evil Demons cannot gain any advantage before him.
What about a hundred fla dragons?
Wu Xiaode kept punching, occasionally using teleportation power, making it look like a leisurely stroll.
Several breaths have passed.
A hundred fla dragons were all hit once.
They flew wildly around the skies, weaving around Wu Xiaode, charging up again.
Wu Xiaode swung his fists to strike again.
The fla dragons had no choice but to be knocked away again.
The situation beca stalemated.
"Withdrawing."
A voice sounded from mid-air.
The Heavenly Origin Sect Master's face was iron-blue, his hands constantly changing Magic, finally fixing it.
A hundred fla dragons imdiately flew back to his hands and disappeared.
In the next instant—
Boundless Fiery Flas erupted from the Heavenly Origin Sect Master, rapidly spreading, covering dozens of kiloters.
Wu Xiaode was also enveloped within.
Almost instantly, countless Fiery Flas clung to him, beginning to scorch his flesh.
—Fire Tao Secret Technique · Fiery Fla Prison!
"Anyone who can die under my Taoist Skill is a truly strong cultivator, you can pass in peace."
The Heavenly Origin Sect Master said.
Wu Xiaode reached out, striking his body.
All the flas clinging to him were dispersed.
But it was useless—
In the next instant, he was enveloped in flas again.
—In the entire Fiery Fla Prison, anything existing continues to suffer the burning of the Five Elents Fiery Flas!
Wu Xiaode seed to hesitate for a mont.
Then he soared into the sky, flashed through the vast expanse, appearing before the Heavenly Origin Sect Master.
"Want to kill first? Hahaha, naive!"
The Heavenly Origin Sect Master sneered disdainfully, flying backward while performing hand gestures to cast Magic.
In this Magic, he indeed was the only breaking point—
So, he had long prepared various ans to redy the sole weakness of the Magic.
As he retreated, Wu Xiaode pursued without a word, flashing forward again, appearing once more before him.
At this mont, the Heavenly Origin Sect Master's Magic reached completion.
He and Wu Xiaode shouted within their hearts simultaneously—
—A good opportunity!
"Die!"
The Heavenly Origin Sect Master roared angrily.
He fully activated the Magic in his hands.
But—
Nothing appeared.
Wu Xiaode pinched his neck.
The Heavenly Origin Sect Master was surprised, struggling to remain calm, once more activating the Magic in his hands.
Useless.
Nothing happened.
Wu Xiaode grinned broadly, and spoke:
"Just now, it seed you were enjoying it—"
"Why not continue?"
A punch.
This punch, Wu Xiaode used full power, directly sending the Heavenly Origin Sect Master flying, crashing through a distant snow mountain, piercing deep into the snowfield.
"Want to run?"
Wu Xiaode teleported there, grabbing the opponent's hand just placed on the storage bag, lifted him up directly, repeatedly slamd him seven or eight tis, pinned him to the ground, and continually punched.
No technique, nor any dazzling Spell.
He just pinned the Heavenly Origin Sect Master to the ground, raising his fists high, and continuously pounding the opponent's face.
—Face-punching!
Face-punching needs skill, Wu Xiaode targeted the nose bridge, eye sockets, temples, chin.
After all, everyone is human, even if you cultivate immortality, without Spiritual Power or Mana now, the weakest part is still the head.
The temple is the thinnest part of the skull plate, plus the vestibule of the ear, connecting to the cerebrospinal fluid and common carotid artery inside the skull, each punch gives a concussion—
Equivalent to a "casting interruption."
From primitive fighting perspective, the chin has a biological lever, hitting transmits directly to the cerebellum, simultaneously affecting the trigeminal nerve.
Anyway, for fighting, hitting the head is the most cost-effective.
Pound you until you lose balance, your brain constantly shakes, unable to counterattacking!
Wu Xiaode punched down one after another, each punch bringing a whistling tremor in the air, then burst with a crisp "pop" on the Heavenly Origin Sect Master's head.
Finally—
"You can't kill !"
The Heavenly Origin Sect Master whimpered with a face full of blood, screaming like an evil spirit.
Wu Xiaode grabbed him up, squeezed his neck forcefully, slapped a hard slap, and said:
"Can we have a friendly chat?"
The Heavenly Origin Sect Master panted uncontrollably, eyes full of reluctance, but fate was stronger than people, at this mont, preserving life was paramount.
"Fine, let go."
Wu Xiaode released him, and asked:
"How can you use fate-related magic?"
The Heavenly Origin Sect Master replied: "By coincidence, I discovered this world's hidden life rune system, controlling several life runes, thus able to foresee happenings in the world."
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