Chapter 1978
As if because of a word from War God Yang Jian, he already knew that he would defeat the Demon Spirit King!
This inexplicable self-confidence comes from War God Yang Jian's righteousness to stand up, and more is the respect and trust of the ancient Earth powerhouse!
Earth, like their sect master, mysterious and powerful, is the strongest existence of omnipotent!
Da!
At the moment, after holding War God Yang Jian aside, Ao Fuhui took several steps forward, his eyes bursting with murderous intention, and he stared at the Demon Spirit King firmly.
"Demon Spirit King, Yang Jian senior said that if I can defeat you, then you will lose!"
What?
boasted shamelessly!
Demon Spirit King laughed!
He can't believe his ears, a trifling Lord of Universe is only four paragraphs, actually dare to provoke him face to face?
This is simply courting death!
"Okay, what a thing that not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth!"
Demon Spirit King extremely angry laughed back, his eyes boiled with murderous intention, and the corners of his mouth appeared A brutal arc.
"Since Yang Jian asked you to die, the king will complete you!"
At the same time as the voice fell, the Demon Spirit King body flashed, a pair of Iron Fist, facing Australia Fuhui's violent strikes left.
"Go to hell!"
The eyes of the Demon Spirit King were filled with resentment.
Those who stand in the way will die!
He wants to use the blood of Ao Fuhui to prove Yang Jian's arrogance!
He wants to use the life of Ao Fuhui to make Yang Jian's contempt and pay a heavy price.
At the moment, the Demon Spirit King burst out almost all of his power. It was the most primordial violent power!
It's like a rash guy!
bang!
Ao Fuhui sank in footsteps and almost fell down, a mouthful of blood surged up to his throat!
bang!
Ao Fuhui’s arm is numb, his teeth are braced, and the sound of filigree cracking keeps on!
bang bang bang!
The sound of the two bodies colliding constantly!
They are like two terrifying ominous beasts, tyrannical, arrogant, and rampant, wherever they go, they are all fans!
The ground collapses and the space bursts!
It's over!
Everyone sees that Demon Spirit King has completely exploded in Australia!
Every one of his punches was so violent that Deao Fuhui couldn't hide, couldn't stop it, and could only retreat under the strikes!
However, Ao Fuhui's eyes are getting brighter, his fighting intent is getting higher and higher, drops of scarlet blood flow down the corners of his mouth, but he is not afraid!
Thaksin War God Yang Jian said, he can defeat the Demon Spirit King!
At this moment, the Demon Spirit King is as brutal as possible!
One trick, one trick!
He is going to destroy this damn block stone, he wants to bring War God Yang Jian back to the machine clan, search for the cultivation secret technique, and solve the mutation on his body!
bang bang bang!
Ao Fuhui Connection suffered a heavy blow!
His breastbone was shattered! His lower abdomen was torn apart!
ka-cha!
At this moment, the Demon Spirit King smashed Ao Fuhui's shoulder bone with a punch!
bang!
Ao Fuhui's whole person, like a kite with a broken line, flew out fiercely and hit the ground.
bang!
The entire ground, smoke and dust rose, and then, a big hole was born!
Pu chi!
Ao Fuhui just crawled out, he spouted a mouthful of blood!
Break hard!
This scene made the soldiers of the machine clan ecstasy to the extreme.
"hahaha...the powerhouse of the black palace, all are waste, none of them are Lord Patriarch's opponents!"
They are bloodthirsty and violent, and every time they see Demon Spirit King shot, the murderous scene, it will make them extremely excited!
It seems that the people who slaughtered were just like themselves!
It's just that the face of Demon Spirit King didn't fully explode the pleasure of Ao Fuhui, instead, it began to gradually darken.
"Damn Yang Jian! The eroding power of this black spot is really terrifying!"
"Not only the veins, but even the essence in my body has been suppressed. Really Less than half of the power of the Lord of Universe!"
The eight paragraphs of Lord of Universe are constantly general, and there are only four paragraphs!
Furthermore, the Demon Spirit King knows that if the battle continues like this, the battle strength of these four stages will continue to decline!
Those little black spots are like gangrene attached to bones. Not only can they not be expelled, they are with no opportunity!
The eyes of the Demon Spirit King stared directly at Ao Fuhui below:
"Ao Fuhui, this king knows you are staunch, a real man, Willing to fight to the end for the Black Palace!"
"However, this king is willing to give you a chance to live!"
"As long as you leave here now, this king will never continue to make moves , Otherwise, there is only dead end!"
"It's life, it's death, you have to think about it clearly!"
Hearing this, Ao Fuhui spurt a again mouthful of blood.
He shook the head, as if looking towards a fool, in those turbid eyes, there is incomparable madness,:
"Demon Spirit King, you are cruel and tyrannical , Come to SJM, first abolish the Aozheng Palace Lord, slaughter my black palace brother, and then destroy the black three Palace Lord, this is blood feud and will never be eliminated!"
"You, base and shameless, To steal the eye of Divine Soul as his own, without repentance, the owner of the defeated eye, Yang Jian senior, this is a provocation to Earth powerhouse and cannot be tolerated!"
"Today, I, Ao Fuhui, is a war Death here, it is also fighting for the Black Temple, fighting for Earth, the glory is still there after death!"
bang!
This sentence is loud and loud, and anger is determined!
The words fall.
The sound of the sound storm blasted under Ao Fuhui's feet, and he brought a rain of blood, soaring into the sky, toward the Demon Spirit King, killing frantically.
Seeing this scene, the Demon Spirit King trembled.
"This king leaves you a way out, and they drive you to death, but you don’t distinguish between right and wrong, really ignorant!"
The voice fell, the figure of the Demon Spirit King One vertical, go violently!
At this moment, the Demon Spirit King battle strength continues to be damaged, and it can be stabilized in the fourth stage of the Lord of Universe. He must do it quickly!
He wants to use the most forward speed, but he solves all obstacles that hinder him from moving forward!
bang!
bang!
bang!
Demon Spirit King and Ao Fuhui are fighting together again!
Everyone's faces are extremely tense, a pair of eyes with different expressions, closely watching the battle between the two!
However, there is one exception. He is the most calm, his black eyes closed slightly, seeming to be waiting for something.
That person is War God Yang Jian. At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened.
The dark eyes stared straight in the direction of the Demon Spirit King, their eyes gleaming with intense jokes.
"The fourth time, the dark spots enter the breath, irreversible!"
"The blood is reversed, and the dark spots are intensified!"
War God Yang Jian muttered With words, a playful arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Ao Fuhui, for your stupid belief, go to death!"
Just then.
The palm of the Demon Spirit King suddenly swayed, like a death arc, fiercely splitting against the neck of Ao Fuhui.
Shoo!
This Palm Blade is mixed with thick splitting the air sound!
It is tricky, fast to the extreme, and the entire space seems to be split by life.
Huh!
Ao Fuhui's face is like ashes!
"It's over!"
Under this blow, he can't hide at all!
However, Ao Fuhui's face did not have the slightest fear, and the corner of his mouth was full of a decisive arc.
"Yang Jian senior, I am a Fuhui and useless. I have let down your high hopes and cannot resist the power of the Demon Spirit King!"
"Today, I should fight for Earth powerhouse, it is black It is a great honor for me to fight to the end!"
"Ning sect master, I can no longer follow your footsteps to dominate Universe Starry Sky, don't blame me!"
After flashing these in my mind, Ao Fuhui's eyes slowly closed, waiting for the final death!
Just, at this moment!
A secret sound wrapped in energy, like a bolt of lightning, suddenly spread towards his Sea of Consciousness:
"Blood walks around the dragon!"
"Fisting Celestial Court!"
This sudden sound, like a heavenly thunder bombardment, was suddenly taken aback by Ao Fuhui!
He just feels that the sound seems to control his body, he doesn't need to think, just follow the instructions!
oh la la!
The essence of the body is suddenly mobilized.
Shua!
After that, Ao Fuhui clenched his five fingers into a fist, swung forward abruptly, and blasted his head toward the Demon Spirit King!
At this moment, the Palm Blade of the Demon Spirit King has fallen.
The palm splits the neck, aggressive, a fatal blow!
Fisting at Celestial Court, procrastinating slowly and without threat!
Ao Fuhui is in danger!
At this moment, everyone felt that as long as they were hit by the palm of the Demon Spirit King, their neck would be broken and their heads would fall!
Black Three and Ao Zheng's complexion changed wildly. They seemed to have seen the miserable scene of Ao Fuhui's blood splashing.
As for the soldiers of the machine clan, a bloodthirsty laugh appeared at the corners of their mouths.
"Dead! Hurry up and die!"
"If you dare to play against our Lord Patriarch, then you must be prepared to die, haha!"
"...Huh?"
It's just that their sorrowful words just spoke out.
However, in the next scene, their words came to an abrupt end, and the grinning smiles on their faces completely froze!
Pu chi!
Blood splashes.
A silhouette, quit!
It's just that person, not the Ao Fuhui who is shrouded by murderous intention, but...the Demon Spirit King who has the advantage!
Quiet!
At this moment, there is dead silence!
Everyone saw that Ao Fuhui stood still, and even the fist that blasted out was intact!
Instead, Demon Spirit King, a scarlet blood hole appeared in his Celestial Court cave!
Not only that, but a frightening glow lingers in the blood hole, making it difficult to heal.
This...how is it possible?
The soldier of the aircraft clan was stunned and couldn't believe what was in front of him!
They know that the battle strength of the Demon Spirit King is limited, but the strength of the fleshy body depends on the real Lord of Universe eight!
And the fleshy body of the opponent Ao Fuhui only has the fourth paragraph of Lord of Universe, and simply does not have the qualification to break the Demon Spirit King fleshy body!
It's just that, at this moment, a sharp-eyed fighter clan soldier made a sound of surprise.
"Hiss! That blood hole in Lord Demon Spirit King..."
At this moment, a strange scene appeared!
Zira!
The deadly breath of the stubborn people is overflowing from the blood hole!
ka ka!
Demon Spirit King Lord of Universe The eight-stage fleshy body, when encountering the slightest death, ka ka shattered!
Like glass, I met a hammer!
Break in response!
Not only that!
ka ka ka!
Half of the head of the Demon Spirit King burst open every inch!
Then, under that crippling death, it rotted quickly!
Under the strong fishy stench, it rushes towards the face, making people vomit almost on the spot!
And Aozheng and the others, seeing this scene, they are ecstatic!
Reverse!
This sudden reversal of the situation is too sudden!
Although they don’t know why such a scene happened, they only need to know that the Demon Spirit King’s failure has been missed!
bang!
Everyone stared in the direction of the Demon Spirit King.
"no!"
"Impossible!"
The Demon Spirit King trembled with fright. He was shocked to discover that it was Celestial Court, where it was The place where the dark spots in his body deteriorated the most!
Fisting Celestial Court!
The fist strikes, he must divide a part of his blood to resist, but when his blood is reversed to the Celestial Court position, the strength of Backlash will suddenly intensify!
Half of his face was torn apart, the sharp pain made him tremble!
"You!"
The Demon Spirit King's complexion was so terrible, only one eye remained, staring at Ao Fuhui, full of boundless resentment!
He really couldn't figure out how Ao Fuhui, who had already decided to die, would suddenly counterattack, and the offensive seemed to hit him directly!
"Coincidence!"
"This must be a coincidence!"
The killing intent of the demon burst, and he felt like he was going crazy, the original must kill One blow caused him to suffer a heavy blow!
At the moment, he once again bombarded Ao Fuhui, and he wanted to use a crushing method to smash Ao Fuhui into mud!
bang bang bang!
One after another violent attacks, one move after another fell against Ao Fuhui.
The two-person melee is on again!
However, a weird esoteric line is introduced into the Sea of Consciousness of Ao Fuhui, and it is rapidly changing the situation of the battle!
"Encourage the palm of your hand, smash the atrium!"
"Turn your palm into a fist, go retrograde!"
"..."
Every secret sound is accompanied by the fall of an attack!
Ao Fuhui only feels that he has lost control of his body, and his whole person is completely subconsciously moving with the sound of Sea of Consciousness!
This feeling made him feel like a dream, I can’t believe it!
The offensive of the Demon Spirit King is obviously violent and very ruthless, but the command he received is to make him go slant, it seems that every move implies a certain mystery!
Although it seems to be out of order, the Demon Spirit King that can force the Demon Spirit King to change its offensive every time, is tired of coping!
xiu xiu xiu!
one after another secret tone, mastering the battle between the two sides, Ao Fuhui recruits tricks and weird tricks, stabilizing the upper hand!
Shock!
All the soldiers of the aircraft clan are all dumbfounded!
In their eyes, their patriarch attacked frantically, but none of the attacks could really hurt Ao Fuhui!
This...how is it possible!
Just then.
bang!
Ao Fuhui's essence revolves at high speed in his body, and his palm shakes, exploding with a touch of cold glow.
When he photographed the Iron Fist fiercely of the Demon Spirit King.
Puff!
A splash of blood mist!
The entire Iron Fist of the Demon Spirit King is completely bloody, as if struck by a thunderstorm, it is incredible.
Time after time.
Demon Spirit King retreat and retreat!
His body is full of life, blood is splashing, and above the body is bloody, it is terrible!
Looking closely, they suddenly discovered that the fleshy body of the Demon Spirit King was not cracked by Ao Fuhui, but like the first blood hole, it burst from the inside out!
It was corroded by the lifeless spirit of that crippling person!
This...
On the remaining half of the face of the Demon Spirit King, the astonished expression is getting thicker and thicker.
"How could this happen!"
"One time may be a coincidence, but every time it is impossible is a coincidence!"
"Absolutely impossible!"
At this moment, the Demon Spirit King only felt his scalp numb, he the more fights the more fearful is!