Chapter 1427

"It's younger after all." Wu Sheng of Wu clan looked at the broken mountain and sneered with arrogance.

"The witch race is worthy of being the super race of refining the body. The attack means really can't be measured with common sense." The light voice of Chutian came from under the broken mountain.

Then countless broken stones burst, and Chutian's body soared to the sky and came to the opposite of wusheng.

"Are you ok?" Wu Sheng of Wu clan looks at Chu Tian with a little surprise.

He admitted that Chutian's potential and strength are very strong, otherwise he would not say that only 70% of the people can win Chutian.

But he just that fist, the physical strength does not reach the martial Saint consummation, is unable to defend down.

"Is there anything strange?" Chutian said lightly.

"Has your physical strength reached the perfect state of wusheng?" Wu Sheng of Wu clan looks at Chu Tian and asks seriously.

In fact, he has repeatedly overestimated Chutian.

However, no matter how much he overestimated Chutian, he only felt that Chutian understood the law of power to the perfect state of wusheng. In terms of defensive power, Chutian should not be very strong.

That's why he just wanted to hurt Chutian by surprise.

But now it seems that it is not the same thing. Chutian did not comprehend the power of the law to the perfect state of wusheng, but reached this state of physical strength.

"To tell you the truth. Compared with you, I feel a little ashamed. In such a short period of time, even the physical strength can be improved to the perfect state of wusheng. You can be regarded as a monster. "

Although he also got the perfect state of wusheng, he just understood the power of the law to this state.

His physical strength is only a great achievement of wusheng, which is inferior to that of Chutian.

You know, he's an old martial saint of the witch clan. Now he's more than 20000 years old.

However, Chutian, who was only a few decades old and was not a martial arts practitioner, actually trained his physical strength to the perfection of martial arts sage.

"No more emotion." Chutian light said, and then he stepped on the foot, the body lightning out, killed the Wu saint of the Wu clan.

Chu Tian's attack is very swift and violent. For a while, Wu Sheng of the Wu clan has a tendency of being unable to resist.

Because although his attack power has reached the perfect level of wusheng, his defense power is only a great achievement of wusheng, which is weaker than that of Chutian.

Therefore, he did not dare to meet Chutian.

In the end, the wusheng of the Wu clan really had no choice. He yelled angrily, and there were mysterious black tattoos on his skin.

This kind of tattoo exudes a special Taoist rhyme, mysterious and mysterious.

The tattooed Wu sage of the Wu clan has greatly increased his strength.

And tattoos bring him not only attack, but also defense.

Therefore, he directly reversed the situation and in turn suppressed Chutian.

"Even if your physical strength reaches the perfection of wusheng, then what? It's not a day or two for me to comprehend the law of force to the perfect state of wusheng. After all, we sorcerers are a race specializing in cultivating body and have incomparably powerful secret skills, which you can't compare with. " Wu Sheng, who is full of mysterious tattoos, is suppressing Chu Tian's attack while shouting.

Chutian looks at the mysterious black tattoo on the other side and looks solemn.