In the distance, standing on the top of the mountain, Qimu shuomao, who has been watching, finally put down his worry when he saw that Zhang Han and onomu had fought half a weight without losing the wind.
Instead, he rushed to the center of the battlefield with more than 3000 ninjas pressing in the rear.
He wants to end the battle while Zhang Han drags onomu. Otherwise, if onomu Teng takes his hand, I don''t know what variables will happen!
"Stop talking nonsense! In that case, come again!"
Zhang Han, who suffered from the dark loss of the other party''s fists, was immediately angry.
A little slowly, Zhang Han clenched his fist again and rushed towards Daye wood.
At the same time, on the left and right fists, a huge thunder attribute chakra condensed into two thunder monsters and roared up.
"Old man, let you taste my bow! Strange power, thunder beast combo!"
Before the voice fell, Zhang Han rushed to the other party, and his right fist, wrapped in the momentum of shaking the sky, rushed to Daye Mu''s chest.
The left fist hidden in the waist has long been ready to go. As long as it touches the other party''s body, it will follow up.
"Tu Dun, the art of rock fist!"
Onoki dare not neglect, and re condenses the rock giant fist and Zhang Han. At the moment of hitting each other''s fist, the art of aggravating rock has been superimposed.
"What else!"
With his right fist against the other party''s right fist, Zhang Han clenched his teeth, and his left fist hidden under his ribs flashed into Daye Mu''s lower abdomen.
If he is hit by such a violent blow, Onoki will lose half his life even if he doesn''t die!
However, when Zhang Han''s left fist hit, Ono mufei didn''t continue to bang, but scattered the rocks on his left fist, stretched out his palm and gently pressed it on Zhang Han''s fist
Earth escape, the art of light and heavy rocks!
"What''s going on?"
Zhang Han''s heart flashed bursts of strange feelings. He clearly saw with the naked eye that the other party held his fist in his left hand, but there was no anti shock force on his fist.
Instead, it was like a punch on cotton, and the huge strength disappeared like a clay ox into the sea!
This... This is the art of light and heavy rocks?!
Between the lightning and flint, the name flashed in Zhang Han''s mind, and his heart suddenly reacted. No wonder there was a strange feeling that he didn''t hit anything on his fist!
Boom!
It''s too late, then it''s too fast!
The power of the left fist was offset by the skill of heavy and heavy rocks, but the right fist suppressed the other party. The amazing explosion resounded through the whole battlefield again. Onoki couldn''t help flying down tens of meters before stabilizing his body.
Although Zhang Han''s thunder fist was received by using the technique of light and heavy rocks, the paralyzing effect of lightning made half of his body tremble involuntarily.
"Ah... Repelled? Lord white devil has repelled three generations of earth shadow!"
Muye Ninja screamed with surprise on his face, while Yan Ren looked dull and unbelievable.
Before, Onoki blasted back Zhang Han twice in a row, which was expected by everyone.
After all, the three generations of Tu Ying, who is 50, has been the peak ninja who has been famous for decades, and the enemy is Zhang Han, who is only 13.
The huge gap in age and time to become famous, even if Onoki won the battle, it would not be surprising. On the contrary, he was beaten back by Zhang Han''s two fists, which even shocked them.
Listening to the screams below, Onoki suddenly couldn''t hang on his face.
Fighting the 13-year-old kid would have damaged the dignity of the three generations of Tu Ying, but he was determined to help Yanshan revenge. He was not ready to lose face for a long time!
In the case of bullying the small with the big, if Onoki loses to Zhang Han, he will lose all his face!
This... Is absolutely not allowed!
Thinking of this, Onoki finally got serious, his body flew forward quickly, and his arms were covered with hard rocks again.
Both of them can float in mid air, but Zhang Han can only gather Lingzi at his feet as a focus, while onomu can use the art of light and heavy rocks to make his body as light as goose feather.
Both the speed and flexibility of flight are much higher than Zhang Han.
When Zhang Han reacted, Onoki had flown over his head and hit him with his fists.
"Tu Dun, the art of super aggravating rock!"
Zhang Han did not think much. His fists also welcomed him with amazing thunder.
When the two people''s four fists came into contact, Zhang Han was suddenly surprised, and his body was involuntarily knocked down into the sky by the huge gravity attached to onomu''s fist.
The violent lightning failed to penetrate each other''s gravity field, and turned into countless small currents, flashing in the surrounding space.
"Strange force, wind roar!"
When falling rapidly, Zhang Han tried to adjust his body. His left and right fists were mixed with fierce wind. One fist after another, he blew out to the ground. His body slowed down a little bit by the force of anti shock.
Boom!
One air cannon after another bombarded the hard rock, and a series of explosions came out.
In the twinkling of an eye, the ground was blasted out of a deep pit of more than ten meters by Zhang Han''s continuous strange force, while he turned a somersault in the air and stopped steadily at the edge of the huge pit.
The two stood on the ground and the other in mid air, facing each other from a distance.
Just a moment''s fight, whether it''s the big wild wood with super heavy rock or Zhang Han with continuous fist, the consumption is very large.
"Hoo, hoo, Hoo..."
Both of them are panting violently, trying to recover to their peak state in the shortest time.
"Little devil, few people can take over my super weighting rock art. You are proud enough!" Onoki said faintly. Looking at Zhang Han with a little pity, he then said,
"If only you were born in Yanyin village, I would cultivate you into the next generation of earth shadow. Unfortunately, you were born in Muye. Now, you have to die here!"
Hearing the exclamation of the other party, Zhang Han twitched at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes became colder and colder.
While taking out the owl Ji from her waist, she said coldly, "cut! It''s like you''re sure you can beat me!"
Zhang Han knew that if he wanted to defeat the opponent, he had to use all his strength to have a chance.
Thinking of this, Zhang Han''s left hand pulled out the hidden sword from the tail of Xiaoji and shouted in a low voice, "old man, pick me up again!"
The body suddenly rose from the ground and shuttled through the air like lightning. The double swords in his hand cut a dazzling crescent sword towards the wild wood above his head.
"Crescent... Cross punch!"
The crescent cut from the right sword is about ten meters long. The center is white and the appearance emits light blue light.