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Chapter 27(1/2)

boom--

The Haotian hammer in the musing singer hit the shield in front of the burly man, and a loud bang suddenly made.

A wave of air burst out from it and swept across the world.

The burly man who was attacked by the Muge Song had no penny under his feet.

"Haha, come again!"

The burly man saw Mu Ge's attack just like this, and immediately laughed happily.

As long as Mu Ge cannot break through his defense, he will have confidence to continue to waste. He is a Conra, while Mu Ge is just a Soul King.

Although it is very terrible to reach the Soul King in Muge, the Soul King is several levels away from Soul Conquer. The soul power both sides have is completely unequal. No matter how much Muge consumes it, it will not be able to consume him!

In the hell killing field he participated in before, he used his strong defense and strong soul power to exhaust his opponents.

"The Haotian Hammer can't break the defense of 1245!"

"No wonder I can win 67 consecutive games, it's too hard!"

"It seems that 1245 is still stronger. The Hell Messenger is still too young, and his soul power must be less than 1245!"

"If you drag it on, as long as the Hell Messenger cannot break through the defense of 1245 to defeat the opponent, the Hell Messenger will definitely lose!"

“…”

Seeing the momentum caused by Mu Ge's bombardment of the burly man, the audience did not doubt Mu Ge's attack was very strong.

However, after discovering that Mu Ge's attack could not even be able to repel 1245 in a single step, the audience began to feel that the burly man at No. 1245 was stronger.

"Innocent!"

"That hateful bastard is not that simple!"

Bibidong sneered disdainfully when he heard those voices.

Only she knows that Mu Ge hasn't really made any effort yet!

"Fortunately Muge faced this guy. If it were me, it wouldn't be easy to win!"

Bibidong looked at the burly man No. 1245 again, and said with gratitude in his heart.

She still recognizes the other party's strength.

...

"If you come again, come again. I want to see how many hammers you can pick me up!"

Seeing the other party's arrogant look, Mu Ge snorted coldly, shook the Haotian hammer in his hand hard, and then smashed it.

"Random cloak hammering technique!"

boom--

The Haotian Hammer in the Musing Singer hit the burly man's shield with another heavy blow, causing endless waves of air, and the strong wind raged.

boom--

Immediately afterwards, Mu Ge Hao kept knocking out another heavy hammer, attacking the shield in front of the burly man again.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Mu Ge was not ruthless at all, and one hammer was stronger than the other, and the hammer was superimposed.

Every heavy hammer hit the shield in front of the burly man hard. It was not that Mu Ge didn't want to bypass the shield, but that he couldn't.

Although the burly man's speed was not as fast as Mu Ge, Mu Ge's speed of wielding the Haotian Hammer was not as fast as he could not see clearly. With the other party's rich combat experience, he could always block the shield in front of Mu Ge.

So when we arrived later, Mu Ge simply stopped circumventing the shield and directly smashed it on the shield in the other party's hand.

Boom boom boom!!!

With one heavy hammer after another, the burly man with the number 1245 could still face it calmly at first, but with the addition of Mu Ge's number of heavy hammers, the burly man's face gradually became ugly.

"How is it possible..."

Feeling the heavier and heavier power coming from the shield, the burly man was full of disbelief. He never expected that Mu Ge's attack would become stronger and stronger.

However, in the face of Mu Ge's attack, he had no choice but to continue defending.

He only hoped that Mu Ge's heavy hammer could not be stacked all the time, otherwise he would be unable to stop it if he continued to stack it.

boom--

The 16th hammer!

...

boom--

The 25th hammer!

...

"The Hell Messenger is not OK!"

"Even the Haotian Hammer, it cannot break the defense of 1245!"

"I've hammered so much, but it still won't work..."

"It seems that 1245 is going to win!"

"No, are you looking at 1245's face getting ugly?"

"It seems to be true, what's going on?"

"Is it my only feeling that the Hell Messenger's attack is getting stronger and stronger? It shouldn't be my illusion?"

"No, I feel that way..."

“…”

The audience on the field were watching the battle on the Hell Killing Field at this time, watching Mu Ge hit his opponent with one hammer.

A terrifying wind swept across the world and filled the entire hell killing field.

boom--

The 45th hammer!

Peng —

Finally, with the 45th hammer of the musing singer, the two shields in the burly man's hand shattered and turned into a large number of fragments and splashed.

"The 46th hammer!"

After smashing the shield in the burly man's hand, Mu Ge shouted softly, swung the domineering Haotian Hammer in his hand and blasted it at the other party again.

"not good……"

Although it was hard for the burly man to believe that the shield he was holding was shattered, he hurriedly exchanged his arms and blocked him in front of him.

bump--

The Haotian Hammer in the Muslim singer hit the other party's arms and made a dull sound.

The attack that even a shield could break was bombarded by the burly man, but was blocked by him.

Obviously, with the blessing of the granite turtle martial soul, after losing the shield, the burly man's own defense is still very strong.

boom--

boom--

boom--

Mu Ge doesn't care whether the opponent's own defense is stronger, anyway, it's right to hammer it.

At first, the burly man could resist, but after Mu Ge hit 60 hammers, the burly man could no longer stand still and began to be repelled.

"The 72nd Hammer!"

boom--

Finally, when Mu Ge waved the 72nd hammer domineeringly, the burly man's entire figure was knocked away by Mu Ge, and he could no longer resist it.

Kacha~

At the same time, there was also the sound of the burly man's arms shattering.

puff--

After the burly man landed on the ground, he spat a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"hateful……"

The burly man struggled and wanted to stand up, but he was not convinced. He still had a lot of soul power on his body, but he couldn't use it in practice. If he was killed like this, it would be too frustrating.

However, if you cannot use the soul ring soul skill, he cannot maximize the effect of soul power.
To be continued...
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