Click!


    ADA''s intact left hand suddenly pinched out the printing formula and immediately burst out. In a short time, he was surrounded by an endless ocean.


    One wave after another surged up, one wave higher than another, which was terrible.


    "Dielang Shenxing fist!"


    Mida roared and punched out, forming a terrible wave higher than one layer in the fist strength.


    At this moment, Zhuo Wen''s figure has appeared in front of MDA.


    In front of the boundless huge waves, Zhuo Wen''s figure is so small and humble, as if it would be swept and destroyed into ashes by the huge waves at any time.


    But Zhuo Wen looked as calm as water. In the face of such a terrible wave, he just blew a punch.


    If muda is still the cultivation of the creator in the early stage, the power of this move will be terrible. With Zhuo Wen''s current strength, I''m afraid it will cost a lot to resist.


    But unfortunately, now the cultivation of MDA has been forcibly suppressed to the realm of Xuanji master by anshaojin.


    Even if muda can skillfully use the higher power of heaven, it may be easy to deal with the general mystery master, but Zhuo Wen can''t.


    On the contrary, the war between MDA and Zhuo Wen is asking for trouble.


    After all, the terror of Pangu holy body is basically invincible at the same level. As long as this muda suppresses the realm to the same level as him, it is cruel to Zhuo Wen.


    Bang bang!


    Zhuo Wen blows out one fist, each fist contains extremely terrible heavenly energy, and breaks through the surging high waves one by one.


    Prick!


    Hearing the sound of a torn cloth, Zhuo Wen broke through the last huge wave. The whole man came down to earth like a God and fell in front of MTA, and his right fist came like electricity and directly hit MTA''s left arm.


    Click!


    ADA''s left arm was directly blasted into a blood mist, and ADA screamed and fell to the ground, with a ferocious face, pale face and cold sweat on his forehead.


    "The second move, there are three moves!"


    Before muda struggled to get up, he heard Zhuo wennathan''s cold voice again, and then a strong wind swept over, which made muda''s face change greatly.


    Pop!


    As soon as he looked up, he saw a palm roaring against his cheek. With a slap, MDA was directly thrown into the soil by the head of the fan.


    "The fourth move!"


    Zhuo Wen didn''t give MDA a chance to breathe at all. The instep of his right foot pressed against MDA''s chest and suddenly picked it. MDA was directly kicked in the air by Zhuo Wen. Immediately, Zhuo Wen''s ready right hand slapped MDA on the cheek again.


    The slap was too loud, like thunder. MDA''s right cheek was directly cracked, and broken teeth mixed with blood were poured out by him. It looked very sad.


    "Enough... Enough..."


    ADA limped aside and spit out this sentence with difficulty, his heart full of fear.


    What kind of Freak is this? It''s clearly just the mystery master. Why does it have such terrible combat power.


    In particular, this person''s terrible physical strength is much stronger than him.


    This is NIMA. Is he an alien or am I an alien.


    Thinking of this, ADA felt like thousands of grass and mud horses galloping over his head, and began to doubt whether he was an alien or whether the human friar was an alien.


    Everyone present was stunned. What''s the situation with NIMA!


    Didn''t MTA say that the Dragon text was a waste? Didn''t he say that he would kill it with five moves and one move?


    Now they are beaten into dogs. Is this the so-called waste in the mouth of MTA?


    "Elder MTA means that you admit defeat?" Zhuo Wen walked slowly to MTA, looked down at MTA, who was paralyzed on the ground and twitched all over, and asked faintly.


    Mu Da''s eyes flickered and finally nodded: "I admit defeat..."


    "Since you admit defeat, keep your promise! Hand over the ring in your hand!"


    Zhuo Wen spread his right hand and looked coldly at MDA in front of him.


    The color of humiliation flashed in MDA''s eyes, but he was very helpless. Now his cultivation was suppressed by the power of an Shaojin, and he could only play the power of the mystery master.


    In his current state, he is not the opponent of Zhuo Wen at all, unless he can break through the power of anshaojin.


    But he knew it was impossible. An Shaojin was an expert in the early days of Tongtian Lord. He was much stronger than him. He wanted to break away from an Shaojin''s power. It was not death.


    With a sigh, ADA could only take down the ring and throw it to Zhuo Wen.


    His heart was full of flesh pain. There were many good things in his spiritual ring, including his savings for many years. He handed it to Zhuo Wen. How could he not feel heartache.


    Put away the spirit ring of MDA, Zhuo Wen nodded with satisfaction and immediately continued: "in addition, you also need to kneel in front of me, kowtow three times and worship nine times, call me grandpa and apologize to me."


    Hearing the speech, ADA''s face turned blue. It''s really humiliating to do so according to Zhuo Wen.


    Once he did so, his face would be lost, and it is conceivable that he will become the laughing stock of others in the future among the mackerel and other races.


    "Why? Elder muda doesn''t want to? I don''t want to. But I remember you swore to the way of heaven. If you don''t abide by it, I''m afraid I don''t have to say. You know it yourself." Zhuo Wen said with a light smile.


    ADA''s face was gloomy. Zhuo Wen was right. He just made a vow of heaven because he didn''t care about this son.


    Even if this son doesn''t pursue him, he won''t ignore the Tiandao oath. Once he violates the Tiandao oath, the Tiandao will punish him at that time, I''m afraid he will worry about his life.


    Thinking of this, MDA took a deep breath, knelt down in front of Zhuo Wen, immediately bowed three times and nine times, and solemnly apologized to Zhuo Wen.


    After doing this, MDA quickly left the Terran camp. He really had no face to stay here.


    After muda left quickly, there was a silence here in the Terran camp, and soon there was a tsunami like uproar. Everyone looked at Zhuo Wen''s figure enthusiastically.


    They did not expect that this battle with great differences in strength ended with such unexpected results.


    At the beginning, who would have thought that the human friar who was just the mysterious master could defeat the alien who had created the Lord.


    Although this is also the reason why the cultivation of Nada is forcibly depressed, even if the cultivation is depressed, the strength of Nada is still not much worse. I''m afraid it can be comparable to the general creator master.


    But even so, MDA was still defeated by this son. It can be seen how terrible this son''s strength is.


    "Hong Lao, what''s the origin of this Terran friar?" the saint standing next to the two old people narrowed her eyes, looked at Xiang Zhuo Wen and asked with interest.