The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 731 - 728: His Ghost God Fist
Dragon Ancient Tomb, Wu Yuan was in utter despair.
Glancing at Xin Lin, who stared blankly at the cave entrance, and Wu Xuan meditating beside her, he felt like he wanted to die.
"You two, do you even have a conscience? I’m about to be eaten by snakes."
Wu Yuan shouted a few times but received no response.
Looking at the snakes on his foot again, he felt more and more that these snakes, could they actually be fake?
These things, aside from occasionally flicking their tongues and licking him, did nothing else.
Can’t they see them?
Or was he so cold that he was hallucinating?
Wu Yuan pinched himself hard and immediately grimaced from the severe pain.
It wasn’t an illusion.
Wu Yuan was on the verge of having a mental breakdown.
"Xin Lin, can you really not see?"
Still not giving up, Wu Yuan wanted to ask Xin Lin again.
Gui Hu’s ghost claw extended, the dense Ghost Energy enveloping his entire hand.
Countless black lights, like lightning, concentrated between the claws of Gui Hu.
Ghost Energy was still compressing and condensing, with a continuous sizzling noise.
Condensing Ghost Energy into a ball?
When the condensed Ghost Balloon formed into a constantly spinning vortex-like shape, Gui Hu’s right arm shook.
The Ghost Energy ball wrapped around his ghost claw.
The pale, bony ghost claw underwent a transformation under the substantial Ghost Energy.
A hand, slender and handsome, appeared in front of Xin Lin.
It was a man’s hand, slightly pale, but the skin was very smooth and seemed to be elastic.
Was that Gui Hu’s hand?
Xin Lin watched in astonishment.
Gui Hu’s hand... his ghost claw, had turned into a hand.
Could it be that the Ghost Power could transform his corpse into a real flesh body?
Xin Lin couldn’t help but speculate.
But the Ghost Power only turned a ghost claw into a hand.
That hand, so well-crafted, with five fingers clenched, formed into a fist.
After transforming into a fist, Gui Hu’s movements were calm and dashing. It was like the Ice Horned Dragon’s tail sweep; his fist struck out like a Jiao Long diving into the sea.
Fast!
Very fast!
Extremely fast!
Before Xin Lin’s eyes, a fist shadow flashed past, hitting the sturdy ice at the entrance of the cave.
The ice layer cracked with a snapping sound.
That sound was so slight that even Wu Xuan, who was meditating, did not notice it.
Was this the Ghost God Fist Third Move?
Xin Lin’s mouth opened slightly as she murmured to herself.
"Is this showing off or what?"
Gui Hu’s punch, compared to hers, was faster and more fluid.
Her own Boxing lacked such momentum.
However, while the aura was there, the power seemed lacking.
Xin Lin looked at the entrance of the cave.
The thick ice was still layered upon layer, and not even a large pit formed, just a hairline fracture.
Xin Lin couldn’t help but wonder if they were really going to be trapped to death alive in this Dragon Ancient Cave.
Or should she trick the Overlord Egg into coming out for a desperate explosion?
While Xin Lin was wrestling with her thoughts, her pupils suddenly narrowed...
Wu Yuan was dumbfounded, staring incredulously behind Xin Lin.
What he saw was more shocking than the eerie snakes he had encountered.
What did he see?
It was a man.
Next to Xin Lin, there stood a man.
That man, Wu Yuan hadn’t seen before.
But just now, in an instant, the man appeared.
The man walked up to the cave entrance, his fist striking out swiftly like the wind, hitting the entrance.
The next moment, Wu Yuan heard a very faint cracking sound beside his ear.
