Complete Martial Arts Attributes

Ah!

The warrior of the Arab African Union was a big black man. His face was beaten by bricks and immediately burst into waves.

His mouth and nose were crooked, and a scream came out of his mouth immediately.

Hearing the scream, the martial artists all around immediately aroused spirits.

Wang Teng, in line with the principle of solving one by one, ignored others and caught the Arab African Union fighter.

The brick clattered down.

Just listening to the sound, I feel severe skull pain.

The black man's head was very iron. He didn't faint immediately, but he couldn't bear the pain.

He chopped his axe to resist Wang Teng's attack. At the same time, he shouted, "Why are you still waiting for him to break us one by one!"

Other martial artists immediately reacted and rushed to Wang Teng again.

Hiss!

A martial artist attacked with sharp claws, drew several sharp golden claw blades in the air and hit Wang Teng's face door directly.

Some people with swords cut horizontally, while others with short swords attacked Wang tengxia three ways

"Hum!" Wang Teng snorted coldly and hit with bricks as fast as electricity.

His other hand was not idle. He punched out and broke the blade. Yu Jin blew the other party out more than ten meters away.

At the same time, a cold light flashed from him.

As soon as the cold light appeared, he divided it into several ways and rushed directly to several martial artists around.

Meteor cone!

Dang Dang!

The weapon differentiated from the meteor cone collided with the weapon blades of the surrounding warriors, sending out bursts of metal chattering and exploding into a piece of Mars.

This was not enough. Wang Teng's mental strength rolled again. The throwing knife hidden on his calf boots rose at the same time, turned into a residual shadow in the air, and struggled with the fighters coming from the rear.

The crowd looked horrified.

Is this the method of the divine mind master? One person is not weak against more than 20 people, just like opening and hanging.

In the audience of neon Kingdom, the face of shennaitongji changed slightly. When she saw Wang Teng's throwing knife, she knew that Wang Teng had definitely kept his hand in the battle with her.

Otherwise, she couldn't resist the throwing knife.

At the moment, only the warrior of the Arab African Union was left to face Wang Teng alone, with rows of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

In the sky, he couldn't help taking a step back.

Wang Tengchong grinned at him, showing a row of Mori white teeth, and then the whole person disappeared in place.

The Arab African Union fighter's pupils contracted and retreated rapidly.

Boom!

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and his mind became dull.

Boom, boom!

Then several bricks shouted wildly. The Arab African Union fighter finally couldn't support it. His eyes turned white and fainted.

With a bang, he fell straight on the ground, fluttered twice, and there was no movement.

Wang Teng was too lazy to pay attention to him, but the temple priest couldn't help looking at him.

A few big bags appeared on the dark head, which was very eye-catching. They couldn't look directly at each other.

What a terrible blackhead!

The temple priest shook his head and looked into the sky. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and saw another figure falling from the sky.

With a bang, this figure was similar to the previous fighters of the Arab African alliance. His head was covered with bags and he had already been in a coma.

"The second one!"

The temple priest murmured in his heart.

It seems that the number of these warriors alone can't defeat Wang Teng. He suddenly wants to see how long it will take Wang Teng to solve all the warriors?

In the sky, Wang Teng wandered among a group of warriors. He hit bricks from time to time, never missed, and hit every time.

Wang Teng's ultimate goal is to collect the wool, so he has a good sense of propriety to prevent the other party from fainting at once.

As for how to master this measure, I can only say - practice makes perfect!

He doesn't have any skills for this. If he plays too much, he will.

Boom!

"Third!" The Temple priests meditated in their hearts.

One figure after another fell from the sky, and the warriors of all countries around were stunned.

Is this a game or a hamster??

Are these warriors funny?

The people were gloating. These people wanted to step on the national martial arts of Xia. They thought they could win with more people. Unexpectedly, they were abused into pigs by Wang Teng.

In the sky, there were still 89 fighters who were still fighting tenaciously. They knew that if they didn't do their best, they would lose. Therefore, they broke out their strongest means and attacked Wang Teng.

A ten meter long blade fell from the sky and chopped at Wang Teng.

There are also swords all over the sky intertwined with each other, shrouding Wang Teng, and countless spears are like cold stars, blocking Wang Teng around

Boom!

A violent roar rang all around.

When Wang Teng saw this scene, his face was very calm. He injected the force into the brick in his hand, and then smashed it out.

This brick is forged from a rare metal material called Xuanzhong Yaojin. It can withstand the force of any attribute.

And the more force injected, the greater the weight!

Wang Teng injected several kinds of force into it at the same time, and the weight he could achieve was extraordinary.

Fortunately, his power is extremely terrible, otherwise ordinary martial artists can't even play its due power.

Boom, boom!

At this moment, the bricks collided with the surrounding force attack, forming a force shock wave that spread around.

Blade, sword... All attacks are completely broken and annihilated!

Break with a blow!

Let you do everything, I'll break it with one brick!

Under the impact of the force, the martial artists around were knocked upside down and flew out one after another.

"How is that possible?"

They looked frightened and their hearts were full of disbelief.

Wang Teng pursued the victory and bullied him.

Bang bang!

The figures fell to the ground like dumplings.

"Eighteen!"

"Nineteen!"

"Twenty!"

……

"Twenty three!"

"Twenty four!"

The priest of the temple looked strange and mourned for these warriors in his heart.

Wang Teng left the warriors of Bangzi country to the last.

He looked at each other and walked forward step by step.

"Gollum!"

The warrior of Bangzi country rolled his throat and glanced at the brick in Wang Teng's hand. He only felt that his scalp was numb and his legs were soft.

"I, I..." he wanted to admit defeat, but his mouth somehow became a little trembling.

Wang Teng stepped down and immediately came to the warrior of Bangzi country. A brick shouted down on his face.

The warrior of Bangzi state looked pale, and then he was black in front of him, with severe pain on his face.

It hurts!

Only those who had been beaten in the face knew the pain. The martial artists of Bangzi country ran down their nose and tears, and their nose was mixed with red blood.

It looks a little sad.

Wang Teng didn't leave his hand. Seeing that it was a few bricks, he shouted wildly. He beat the Bangzi national martial artist black and blue and completely unconscious.

"Twenty five!"

Twenty five!

The temple priest remained silent until the last warrior was smashed down. He couldn't help breathing.

Finally finished!

This competition was almost non-technical. From the beginning to the end, those martial artists fell into Wang Teng's hands, which was simply abusing vegetables. The end was so miserable.

The people around were stunned and unable to speak for a long time