Chapter 102
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The tiger stared at the skulls around it. Its eyes were filled with viciousness.
"Yin Ghost Fog? The lowest level magical item in feng shui. It is indeed worthy of the worst feng shui master! "Yan Chuan said disdainfully.
"Who do you think is the worst feng shui master?"
Ding Wugu was already furious when he saw that the black fog did not work. After being mocked by Yan Chuan, he became even more furious.
"Even mortals can't do anything. Who do you think is the worst feng shui master?" Yan Chuan continued to provoke him.
"You!"
"A feng shui master like you is a disgrace to all feng shui masters. I think you should tie your hands and beg for death!"
"Bastard!" Ding Wugu charged over angrily.
Seeing that Ding Wugu had lost his mind, Yan Chuan's eyes became brighter. This was the effect he wanted. Once he lost his mind, it was easy to make mistakes.
Ding Wugu charged over. As his hand seals changed, the black fog suddenly surrounded Ding Wugu and enveloped him.
Man and fog as one!
When the man and fog became one, the black fog suddenly expanded by more than three times.
"Yan Chuan, die!" Ding Wugu's angry roar came from the black fog.
Suddenly, a ghastly white skeletal claw with a diameter of ten feet shot out from the black fog and clawed at Yan Chuan.
The skeleton claw was surrounded by a large number of skulls. Ghost energy filled the sky and it was very powerful.
"Tiger Qi Gathering!" Yan Chuan shouted.
"Yes!" The three thousand soldiers shouted.
Their bodies moved slightly, and with the help of the military formation, they poured their blood energy into Yan Chuan.
From the outside, it looked like a huge blood tiger had suddenly charged into Yan Chuan's body.
"Heavenly Dragon Force!" Yan Chuan punched out.
"Roar!"
The blood energy of the three thousand soldiers, under the guidance of Yan Chuan's fist intent, turned into a bloody fist that was six meters long and fiercely smashed at the skeleton claw.
"Hong ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"
The claw and fist collided. The huge impact scattered Ding Wugu's black fog.
"Dong dong dong dong!"
A series of footsteps could be heard.
When the black fog dispersed, Ding Wugu's figure was forced to retreat uncontrollably.
Boom!
Ding Wugu steadied himself after he was nearly twenty feet away.
However, at this moment, Ding Wugu's mouth was overflowing with blood and his clothes were torn. He looked at Yan Chuan's group in disbelief.
Yan Chuan's face was slightly pale, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was even stronger. The sleeve of his right arm, which he had used to punch, had been completely shattered, revealing his powerful arm.
Not far away, Yangzhigu looked at this scene in shock.
"Impossible. Yan Chuan is only in the Strength State. How could he defeat Ding Wugu?" Yangzhigu's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Prince Yan borrowed the power of the three thousand soldiers' blood and Qi. That punch already has the power of the Essence Realm!" Qing Long said excitedly.
"Military formation? Formations can actually be used like this? "Mo Yu Xi said thoughtfully.
"Prince Yan will definitely win!" White Tiger said excitedly.
"Not necessarily!" Yangzhigu's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
On the other side, Ding Wugu stood up slowly and wiped the corner of his mouth gently. He said with a vicious face, "That's all you got!"
"Heh, stop pretending. My punch will definitely hurt your internal organs. If you continue to pretend, you will only get more hurt!" Yan Chuan said disdainfully.
"Puff!"
Ding Wugu could no longer hold back and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
After spitting out the black blood, Ding Wugu's face turned pale and his body went limp.
"You're only in the Strength State. How can you …?" Ding Wugu said unwillingly.
"You don't need to know. You shouldn't have provoked me!"
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