Madman
“Look! It’s Wu Jiu’s famous skill, the Fatal Strike!”
“Heavens, this will really be the fatal strike! It’s finished. Everything is finished. With the Fatal Strike, Chu Feng will certainly die.”
Looking at the dusky fighting stage that had killing intent lingering around it, everyone unceasingly cried in surprise and no one could remain calm because some people already recognized that it was Wu Jiu’s strongest killing method.
That martial skill was not a martial skill from the Azure Dragon School, nor was it a martial skill from Wu Jiu’s family. It was a martial skill that only Wu Jiu had. It was an extremely powerful martial skill.
There were many rumours about that skill. Some people said that Wu Jiu found it in some historical remains. There were also people who said that Wu Jiu received the inheritance of a certain expert. Some people even suspected the reason why Zhongli Yihu took Wu Jiu as his disciple was because he wanted to get Wu Jiu’s Fatal Strike.
The Fatal Strike had extremely terrifying might. Although it was also a rank 5 martial skill, in reality, its might could even be compared to rank 6 martial skills. When used, it would only display a single level of might. During the dusking sky and the darkening ground, a cold glare would sweep past. That would be the time of death.
There was also another type of rumour. When exchanging blows with Wu Jiu, never let him use that skill because if he did, his opponent would undoubtedly fall under his sword. Even if their strength was above Wu Jiu, they would not be able to defend against it.
At that moment, since Wu Jiu used that skill, almost everyone on scene felt that Chu Feng was dead. Even Su Mei and Su Rou tightly frowned and tightly clenched their hands. They deeply broke out in a cold sweat for Chu Feng.
*puchi*
Finally, within the chaotic darkness, a cold shine streaked across with the curve of a half-moon. Fresh blood also sprayed out, and at that instant, the darkened stage returned to its former appearance.
“Heavens, this…”
However, when people saw the scene on the stage, the expression of every single one of them changed greatly. They were dumbstruck and so shocked that they couldn’t even shut their mouths close. Some people’s tongue even started to tremble.
Because at that very moment, Chu Feng still stood on the stage. Not to say any bloody wounds, there was not even a single trace of injury on his body. There was not even any dust on his face. That was calmness. That was tranquility. That was repose. That was unhurriedness. That was called, truly being at ease.
Looking back at Wu Jiu, his knees were on the ground as he knelt there. Two blood streams were quickly flowing from his knees as they intertwined, becoming a beautiful blood painting.
คนบ้า"มอง มันเป็นทักษะที่มีชื่อเสียงวูจิว ตีร้ายแรง""สวรรค์ นี้จริง ๆ จะตีร้ายแรง เสร็จสิ้น ทุกอย่างเสร็จสิ้น มีความร้ายแรงตี ชูฮจะแน่นอนตาย"กำลังดูการเร็นต่อสู้เวทีที่ฆ่าเจตนา lingering รอบ ทุกคนคุณธรรมร้องไห้ในความประหลาดใจ และไม่มีใครสามารถอยู่ในความสงบ เพราะบางคนรับรู้ว่า มีวิธีฆ่าที่แข็งแกร่งที่วูจิทักษะนั้นต่อสู้ทักษะต่อสู้จากโรงเรียนมังกร Azure ไม่ได้ ไม่เป็นทักษะการต่อสู้จากครอบครัววูจิว มันเป็นสกิลต่อสู้ที่มีเพียงวูจิว มันเป็นทักษะการต่อสู้ที่มีประสิทธิภาพมากมีข่าวลือมากมายเกี่ยวกับทักษะนั้น บางคนกล่าวว่า วูจิพบมันในอดีตหลงเหลืออยู่ มีคนกล่าวว่า วูจิได้รับมรดกของผู้เชี่ยวชาญ บางคนยังสงสัยว่าเหตุผลทำไม Yihu วันนี้เอาจิวูเป็นศิษย์ของเขา เพราะเขาต้องรับวูจิร้ายตีตีร้ายแรงก็อาจน่ากลัวมาก แม้ว่ามันยังอันดับ 5 ต่อสู้ทักษะ ในความเป็นจริง ยังอาจแม้จะเทียบได้กับการจัดอันดับทักษะต่อสู้ 6 เมื่อใช้ มันจะแสดงอาจมีในระดับเดียวเท่านั้น ระหว่างสกา dusking และสีพื้น มีแสงจ้าเย็นจะกวาดผ่าน ที่จะเป็นเวลาตายThere was also another type of rumour. When exchanging blows with Wu Jiu, never let him use that skill because if he did, his opponent would undoubtedly fall under his sword. Even if their strength was above Wu Jiu, they would not be able to defend against it.At that moment, since Wu Jiu used that skill, almost everyone on scene felt that Chu Feng was dead. Even Su Mei and Su Rou tightly frowned and tightly clenched their hands. They deeply broke out in a cold sweat for Chu Feng.*puchi*Finally, within the chaotic darkness, a cold shine streaked across with the curve of a half-moon. Fresh blood also sprayed out, and at that instant, the darkened stage returned to its former appearance.“Heavens, this…”However, when people saw the scene on the stage, the expression of every single one of them changed greatly. They were dumbstruck and so shocked that they couldn’t even shut their mouths close. Some people’s tongue even started to tremble.Because at that very moment, Chu Feng still stood on the stage. Not to say any bloody wounds, there was not even a single trace of injury on his body. There was not even any dust on his face. That was calmness. That was tranquility. That was repose. That was unhurriedness. That was called, truly being at ease.Looking back at Wu Jiu, his knees were on the ground as he knelt there. Two blood streams were quickly flowing from his knees as they intertwined, becoming a beautiful blood painting.
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