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Chapter 1954 The Grandmaster of Spitting Blood

Zhu Talan knocked out his two-handed hammer weapon with one hammer with a hammer.

The shape of this hammer is quite affecting the cityscape. It is generally like a lobster's pliers, and it is dark all over, and one long and one short like a fork. There are conical nails in all directions of the hammer head. If anyone hits it, it will ensure that the wound is covered with blood holes.

Unfortunately, Garrosh picked up the stick at the bottom of the hammer head with one hand.

Seeing that he was about to fall into a simple power competition in the next moment, Zhu Talan would certainly not be as stupid as a rash man to fight this. He suddenly withdrew his body, and released the hammer handle with his right hand, and added a [Pandaman version of the Spirulin] to the palm of his right hand that was freed.

【True Qi Explosion】!

Zhu Talan condensed a true vortex, and wanted to roar on the spot, and teach him how an ugly face turned into a chrysanthemum.

He underestimated the strength of his brain-crazy roar. The tribe chief did not dodge or avoid it, and punched Zhu Talan's true vortex.

"Bang!" A sound similar to a violent explosion of air.

The law of action and reaction forces was confirmed, and Garrosh was not at all hurt, but Zhu Talan was shocked and almost flew backwards.

The wide panda claws drew a full twenty meters on the hardwood floating bridge, and Zhu Talan stopped the rushing back.

Although the pose when sliding backwards is good, the difference in absolute power makes Zhu Talan frown deeply.

"Huha" yelled and suddenly launched the ancestral jump slash of the Hellscream family.

Others may think that the slow-motion jumping will not force this trick as long as you are not stupid.

Only by facing the members of the Hellscream family in person can you truly experience the horror of this move.

Don't underestimate that roar. The essence of the warrior profession [Roar of Bold] is all in this roar. If an opponent with a slightly weak courage is shocked by such a deafening roar of less than 300 decibels, he will die on the spot.

This is not only a declaration of combat power, but also a suppression of willpower.

In a sense, this is an extremely powerful mental impact, far above the Shadow Priest's [Mind Breaking], and even comparable to Yugesaron's mild mental erosion.

It was under the suppression of will that Garrosh jumped high with confidence, his huge body drew an arc of death in the air, and the shrill red light shone on the blood roar, making the lake water under his feet look red.

"Die!" Garrosh felt that he should succeed.

But he looked up to his skills and underestimated Zhu Talan's willpower.

After being controlled by the evil once, Zhu Talan, who struggled out of the confusion of his soul, had more than twice the will tolerate?

The leader of the Shadow Trap Sect, who was responsible for suppressing the "Sha", was actually controlled by Sha. What a shame!

Facing shame, some people are in a depressed state and sink from then on.

Some people become more and more courageous and stronger as they setbacks.

Obviously Zhu Talan belongs to the latter.

It seemed that he was lost in his mind for a moment, but in fact, when the blood roar hit him suddenly, Zhu Talan revealed his strength as a martial arts master in the Shadow Sect.

The lobster claw-like mace was poked out just in time, and it was directly used to push away the thrust force of Garrosh's fierce chop. It seemed like a fall over the shoulder was extremely smooth, just like Garrosh threw his blood roar out by himself.

What shocked Garrosh the most was that he felt a strange repulsion.

[Blood Roar] It actually rejected him a little, to be precise, it was repelling the evil energy in his body.

This is the real reason why Zhu Talan disarmed and threw away the [Blood Roar] with his hands.

"What!? Do you mean I'm not worthy of you? Bloody roar!" Garrosh roared in his heart.

He was angry! The pride and anger in his heart drove him.

Over there, Zhu Talan was delighted because of his successful disarming. But as soon as he turned around, he saw the fist as big as a water tank quickly magnify in his sight.

"Drink"

A tricky right hook.

The only characteristic is that it is fast! ruthless!

At that moment, Zhu Talan felt that he was hit by the corner of the human flying warship.

"Puff!" Zhu Talan was knocked away by a punch and broke through the guardrail of the floating bridge behind him.

Seeing that he was about to fall into the pool, his black eyes suddenly turned, and the eyes returned to Qingming. A gorgeous white crane wing-flapping movement, combined with Lingbo's micro-step lightness, the sharp panda claws just slid on the pool, and a circle of ripples appeared on the calm and waveless surface of the pool water.

The next moment, he had already soared into the sky and used a dragon punch to help Garrosh's trapezoidal chin for physical plastic surgery.

The brainless roar was knocked away and fell on the floating bridge in a mess.

Zhu Talan, who was full of qualities, stood alone on a guardrail of the floating bridge and said sternly: "I have dealt with the Taurens and the Trolls. No wonder they all left the tribe and left you! Sure enough, you are not worthy of being their chief!"

As he said that, Zhu Talan jumped high to a height of 30 meters, and then was extremely sharp, and with the momentum of a comet falling to the ground, he gave the fallen Garrosh a broken foot.

If you hit this step, your brainless head will definitely explode like a rotten watermelon and splash out tomato sauce on the floor.

At this time, Duke, who was eating melon seeds in Naxxamas, had already held his forehead and was out of sight and wanted to kill him. Why do you do so much nonsense?

Sure enough, just like history, a funny scene appeared.

Zhu Talan once again underestimated Garrosh's ability to resist attacks strengthened by evil spirits. He leaned forward and rolled over and avoided. Zhu Talan used too much force and actually kicked the bridge board of the floating bridge with one kick, blocking his foot.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Garrosh rushed to his [Blood Roar], picked up the Blood Roar with one hand, and threw out a piece of iron chain that had just broken on the pontoon bridge with the other hand. From behind, it was a movement similar to the Western denim rope throwing ring, and directly tied Zhu Talan's neck with the iron chain.

"They are not worthy of joining my orthodox tribe."

Just pulled it so hard that Zhu Talan, who had nowhere to escape, was dragged over like a kite.

"Puff!" Garrosh missed again.

He finally confirmed that [Blood Roar] was indeed resisting him. It was supposed to be the scattered panda man in half in the air. The direction of the axe blade of [Blood Roar] changed by itself, and it turned into a flat blunt face on the top of the axe hit Zhu Talan's abdomen. There was only a small piece of the axe blade that broke open his belly.

The big belly that pandas generally save him, and the wounds are quite deep and blood is swelling. In fact, this is a flesh-like injury, not a fatal injury.

"Vomit!" Zhu Talan vomited blood on the spot.

Over there, Duke was watching the game and was simply out of sight. Zhu Talan himself was actually quite good at fighting, but this guy was lucky. He was beaten to vomit blood almost every time he appeared.

Therefore, people in the martial arts world are called the "Master of Blood Spitting".
Chapter completed!
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