"Strange force, wild bite!"
The dark red iron fist wrapped in magma blasted on the ground. In an instant, countless dense, cobweb like cracks cracked under the fist and spread in all directions.
There was a faint red light in the crack, and it felt that there was an amazing heat, like magma flowing inside.
Zhang Han hurriedly raised his hand around the slender waist of the master, took an instant step, and took her to the branch of a tree not far away.
Boom!
The ground hit by a punch suddenly shook violently. Numerous large and small stones, like small boats bumping in the raging waves, fluctuated violently up and down.
It seems to have stagnated for half a second. Centered on the punch, the ground with a radius of nearly ten meters collapsed, splashing a large amount of dust and filled the air.
"Oh, is this the strange power of a master of Arts?"
Not far away, hearing the roar, Zilai also stared at the beads, looked at the huge pit with a diameter of nearly 20 meters, and muttered indefinitely.
"It''s strange. How does it feel different from the strange power of the master?"
"Is this... Strange force?!"
As one''s own sign of forbearance, how can a master of martial arts not recognize it? But what about the red thing like magma?
"Does it mean that... This is a change in the nature of fire? How is this possible?"
The compendium master was in doubt. His smart big eyes stared at the face close at hand, as if he wanted to find the answer from Zhang Han''s face.
One question mark after another hovered in the master''s mind. At this time, even Zhang Han''s hand on the slender waist was subconsciously ignored.
Although separated by a layer of clothes, there is a waxy touch from his fingertips, and sometimes he nods his fingers... The elasticity is amazing. All this makes Zhang Hanxin itch after being a virgin for decades.
I can''t help thinking that the opportunity is rare. Do you want to go down a little bit?
Only the slim waist has such amazing elasticity, so the buttocks below
However, happiness begets sorrow!
Before Zhang Han made up his mind, the master who reacted immediately became angry and punched him in the stomach.
"Oh..."
The scream blurted out, and Zhang Han involuntarily flew out. He broke three big trees one after another before he finally stopped.
If it weren''t for the critical moment, the body subconsciously concentrated the spiritual pressure on the abdomen and reduced the damage caused by fist impact, I''m afraid I would have to lie in the medical class for a while
Even so, Zhang Han still held his stomach and leaned against the tree trunk, retching.
The master was so angry that he almost beat out his overnight meal!
"Little lust ghost, I''m so young. I think of some strange things in my heart!" the master of Arts followed him and appeared in front of Zhang Han. He grabbed his collar and said fiercely,
"Tell me, did that guy teach you?"
Zhang Han leaned weakly against the tree trunk, his head drooped, and the angina pectoris in his stomach was transmitted to the nerve, as if he had been twisted by an invisible hand like a towel, and he couldn''t say a word
Zilai, who looked at the whole process, also appeared beside them. He squatted down, winked at Zhang Han and joked, "unexpectedly, Xiao Han is also a fellow!"
"If you have time, I''ll take you to see more wonderful... Ah!!!"
Without waiting to finish speaking, the master''s ruthless iron fist had been blasted on his chest.
Just like Zhang Han''s experience, he was also knocked upside down by a punch and broke several trees before he stopped.
He lay on the ground powerlessly and wailed miserably, but no one dared to come forward and help him up.
"Listen to me, kid. You are not allowed to have any form of contact with Zilai! You are not allowed to talk to him about anything unrelated to cultivation! And you are not allowed to accept anything other than scrolls given by Zilai!"
After the lesson, the master''s eyes fell on Zhang Han''s pale face again, and then told, "otherwise, if I find it, hum..."
While talking, the master raised his penetrating iron fist again
At this moment, how dare Zhang Han say the word "no"? He kept smiling, nodding like a chicken pecking rice.
"Just know!"
The master of Arts loosened Zhang Han''s collar and asked, "tell me, what''s the matter with that punch just now? It''s like adding the nature change of fire attribute on the basis of strange force."
"Yes,"
Zhang Han raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist. At the same time, his fist was gradually wrapped with a layer of magma like fire red chakra, which was steaming hot. He explained, "you should know that I can directly peel off natural energy to form chakra."
"This is to add the property change of fire attribute on the basis of strange force. Of course, there are wind attribute and thunder attribute. The effect of water and soil is not very obvious."
"How can it be? How can your arm stand that?"
Although he had guessed about it, when Zhang Han said it himself, the master still couldn''t believe it.
"I separated the hand from the fire attribute chakra with soul energy."
While talking, Zhang Han dispersed chakra on his right fist, grabbed gangshou''s small hand, put it on his fist and asked, "do you feel a diaphragm on my fist?"
"I see!"
The master carefully touched Zhang Han''s fist. Although it was invisible to the naked eye, the touch from his palm clearly told himself that there was a layer of unknown energy wrapped in Zhang Han''s fist.
"In this case, you can only use it yourself if you add property changes to the strange power fist!"
The master was a little disappointed. It was clearly his own thing, but it was transformed into his own skill by his disciples. He didn''t know whether to cry or laugh
Happily, Zhang Han''s green is better than blue! Sadly, in the face of such a monster, I''m afraid the inventory in my stomach will soon be emptied
When the matter was over, the master ordered his men to clean the battlefield, and he returned to the camp with Zhang Han.
……
Late at night, Zhang Han separated several spiritual bodies and asked them to continue to practice advanced ghost Taoism. At the same time, he studied the forbidden arts on the sealed book, and the body practiced blade Zen in the room to restore the spiritual pressure lost in the first World War in the daytime.
At this time, an unexpected figure knocked on Zhang Han''s door.
"Captain Qimu, what can I do for you so late?"
In the future, people were invited into the room. Zhang Han asked strangely.
Thinking in my heart, it seems that I haven''t done anything special recently.
Besides, as the commander in chief of the front line, Qi Mu Shuo Mao should be very busy. How can he have time to visit himself?
Qi Mu Shuo Mao said bluntly, "Lord Huoying is very dissatisfied with your delay in returning to Muye. During this time, he has repeatedly sent people to me to ask you about your attitude towards Muye."
"Some time ago, due to the tight war, I haven''t been able to make time. I have some free time today, so I took the time to come and see you."