Volume 4: A New Era Chapter 632: The Final Blow and an Unexpected Match
boom!!!
The dazzling golden light collided with the ethereal white qi, directly forming a translucent gas shield that enveloped Ding Shimaan and Wang Bing.
Inside the gas shield, Dingshima Ana's Vajra punch collided with Wang Bing's twenty-four ripples, madly consuming the opponent's strength.
Within the light shield, the ground was constantly cracking and shattering. It was no longer stones, but had turned into handfuls of tiny particles, floating in the air as if being annihilated. Except for the position where Ding Shimaan and Wang Bing were standing, the area within the light shield was completely destroyed.
Thanks to the remote location of Lujia Village, the aftermath of this attack has reached the point where it can be detected by ordinary people.
As the twenty-four light waves in front of Wang Bing collided more and more violently with Ding Shiman's fist, more and more debris appeared around.
Squeak!
Looking closely, it can be found that Ding Shimaan's fist and Wang Bing's Tianyuan Pen did not directly collide. The two seemed to be separated by an invisible force. Gradually, the Qi flame on Ding Shimaan's fist could no longer maintain its block-like shape, and began to change back into a Qi state and spread out in all directions, but it did not break through the Qi shield, as if all the Qi was gathered in it by an invisible force.
call!
To be honest, the noise made by Ding Shiman and Wang Bing was so loud that the people in Lujia Village who were carrying out the coup had to shift their attention here from time to time. Seeing this earth-shattering blow at the end, the people in the Lu family who were fighting temporarily stopped their attacks.
Suddenly, as if the energy was exhausted, the light shield that originally illuminated the mountain area instantly disappeared into the darkness. Wang Bing and Ding Shimaan were originally standing on the undulating hills, but because of the fight between the two just now, a piece of flat ground was directly crushed out with the two of them as the center.
Ding Shimaan's golden glow, like the reincarnation of a Vajra Arhat, completely disappeared, and his sportswear also looked tattered, revealing the dark and solid muscles underneath. As for the leather gloves on his hands, they had long been shattered by his own vigorous Qi, and cracks appeared on his fists, which were stained with scarlet red...
Wang Bing could no longer maintain the state of divinity and turned back to his original form, no longer the graceful immortal he had before. The twenty-four light waves in front of him also disappeared into nothingness at this moment.
The extremely violent and ferocious aura around them all disappeared, as if they had never existed. The entire area became quiet again. Wang Bing and Ding Shimaan kept their fists against the pens.
Swish!
This time it was Wang Bing's turn to move first. With a thought, the Tianyuan Pen in his hand suddenly changed from a pen to a gun.
Seeing this, Ding Shimaan on the other side did not stop at all and moved along with the changing shape of Wang Bing's Tianyuan Pen.
Suddenly, a ball of flame emerged from Ding Shimaan's cracked fist. It was a pity that compared with the previous one, the flame was much smaller now, but it was better than nothing.
Ding Shimaan punched out with a bluish-white qi flame, but Wang Bing slightly tilted his body to avoid the punch, but the wind from the fist still left a scar on Wang Bing's chest.
There was no sadness or joy in Wang Bing's eyes. At this moment, he used his only Qi energy to transform the shape of the Tianyuan Pen, and added the suppression of the power of faith. However, he could not care too much at this time. He held the Tianyuan Pen tightly with both hands and swept it out horizontally, directly hitting Ding Shimaan's waist.
Bang!
Suddenly, Ding Shimaan felt a sharp pain in his waist. The powerful blow made him bend to one side. His body was slightly bent and he fell to one side. A wound was left where the tip of the pen touched Ding Shimaan's skin.
call!
Taking advantage of the gap created by Ding Shimaan's body, Wang Bing turned the tip of the Tianyuan Pen and stabbed it straight towards Ding Shimaan's neck at an extremely fast speed.
It’s come to this point, I don’t care whether we’re sparring or not, I’ll just kill him first!
Ding Shimaan, who was pushed away, was naturally not completely powerless to fight back. He stomped his foot on the ground, stood firmly, clenched his right hand wrapped in Qi flames, and hit Wang Bing's head with all his strength.
laugh!!
Bang!!
The bullet aimed at Ding Shima's neck deflected to the side as Ding Shima attacked, and directly pierced his shoulder blade, causing a ball of blood to bloom.
Wang Bing was not feeling well either. Ding Shimaan's punch hit him directly in the face, making him dizzy and seeing stars. He almost fainted.
However, after this attack, the Tianyuan Pen in Wang Bing's hand turned back into a brush , indicating that there was no Qi energy left in it. He was also hit by Ding Shimaan's punch and sat on the ground gasping for breath, without any strength left.
As for Ding Shimaan...
Similarly, Ding Shian was not much better. At this time, Ding Shian made a "big" shape on the ground. He was very tired and his arms were very sore. However, before falling to the ground, Ding Shian still used the ghost gate needle to seal the acupuncture points on his shoulders to prevent excessive bleeding and death...
Both of them were no longer able to fight any longer. Not to mention fighting, they didn't even have the strength to speak.
…
Lujia Village.
The battle at this time has entered a fierce stage. In addition to Lu Xiao and Quan Xing besieging Lu Zhong at the old house, there is another battlefield that is also worthy of attention.
Bang!
A stick condensed from colorful Qi energy collided with a purple Qi energy fist, creating sparks through friction.
"I didn't expect you to stand on Lu Xiao's side this time. I thought you wouldn't get involved in this kind of thing!"
The person who was speaking had a Monkey King mask on his face and said in a weird tone: "Hehe, this is really interesting!"
"That's true, but the old man is my grandfather no matter what. It's unrealistic for me to not care about him at all. But you..."
Lu Liangyin smiled and looked at the person in front of him and said, "Wang Zhenqiu, you actually helped your stupid uncle to get involved in this matter. You really don't take our Lujia Village seriously!"
"Don't say that~"
Wang Zhenqiu scratched his cheek and said, "It's worth the trip to Lujia Village to see Ruyi Jin and Minghun Shu with my own eyes!"
“Really?”
Lu Liang smiled even more sinisterly, and said, "It would be a waste of your talent if you don't join Quan Xing, Wang Zhenqiu. I now sincerely invite you to join Quan Xing!"
"whee!"
Wang Zhenqiu ignored Lu Liang's words. The five-colored Qi stick in his hand became extremely huge at this moment, and under Wang Zhenqiu's control, it smashed towards Lu Liang.
Magic needle Dinghai!
whoosh!
Lu Liang was not a powerful alien. When he saw this fierce attack coming, he flashed and disappeared on the spot.
boom!
The five-colored Qi stick fell heavily to the ground, stirring up wisps of dust, while Wang Zhenqiu looked to the side and continued, "It's about time. I have other things to do, so I won't fight with you!"
"What a coincidence, Brother Ding's side is almost finished too!"
