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Chapter 659 These martial arts practitioners are too fierce! (4200)

Chapter 660 These martial arts practitioners are too fierce! (4200)

Yulia was also shocked and her brain was almost numb. The successive shocks made her doubt whether this world really existed.

An exorcist who hunts human nightmares and is the enemy of nightmares.

Her boyfriend is actually the son of the president of the Exorcist Association.

The mysterious and powerful warriors who suddenly appeared were fighting each other crazily, destroying whatever they encountered. Just the aftermath of the fight was enough to suppress the Nightmare Clan and the Exorcist Association, which originally seemed to be extraordinary beings. Obviously,

The two sides are not on the same level at all.

"Is this a group of people who practice martial arts? Can they practice martial arts to this extent?!"

In the center of the battlefield, the president of the Demon Hunter Association, who was confronting the leader of the nightmare, couldn't help but look over there. Simu the Saint Lion, Carlo the Burning Fist, and Vincent the Blood Hand, every time their legs and arms collided

, all like cannonballs blasting each other, like explosives exploding, which is frightening to watch.

When the tightly clenched fist sliced ​​through the air, the arc was full of violent power. There was no doubt that if he was hit, he would probably die on the spot. Even if he was the strongest demon hunter, he would be the same.

In the impression of the president of the Demon Hunter Association, martial arts training and fighting are still at the level of ring boxing and underground black boxing in movies.

The boxing and Sanda masters he had contact with in real life were not much better.

Unexpectedly, the truly powerful boxing skills are like this!

The three of them were almost three humanoid self-propelled cannons, wreaking havoc in the mountains and forests. They had a body like a tank, a speed like an airplane, and arms like machine guns. The rapid changes in their various movements dazzled people's eyes.

"It's too much..." the president of the Hunter Association muttered to himself.

Next to the cave, during the Blood Soul Ceremony, the leader of the Nightmare Clan also had a complicated expression, and the phantoms of his ferocious face kept changing. Suddenly, the surrounding ceremony finally formed a half-moon-shaped trajectory, with blood ravines connecting the bones of the bones, and the flames of despair burning, completely destroying him.

The blood soul ritual begins.

Suddenly, a strange and special wave suddenly spread out.

It sweeps across the ground and goes deep into the ground.

Connect despair with despair, resonate fear with fear.

Under the yellow cedar forest, inside a deep ruins, in the gloomy darkness, a ray of light suddenly lit up, illuminating the surrounding area. This was an altar in a stone chamber. At the core of the altar, there was a protruding stone pillar that was about half the height of a person.

Lifting up, the palm of the stone carving was revealed from the top.

He held a sword firmly in his palm, a long sword that was completely black!

Buzz…

The long sword trembled, and an extremely vast aura of fear penetrated from the ground to the sky! The "Sword of Despair and Fear" was stimulated by the blood soul ritual, and it began to continuously emit aura of fear to the outside world.

Even if it penetrates layers of ruins, thick soil and rocks, and reaches the surface, it can still make those present feel the despair.

"Great! Success!"

In the middle of the Blood Soul Ceremony, the Nightmare Leader waved his hands in ecstasy. All the Nightmare clan present felt the despair and fear that was constantly growing from the ground, and their power actually increased significantly.

They are like being soaked in a hot spring, their origins being nourished!

""The Sword of Despair and Fear"."

"This is it! Gotta get it!"

"It can help our clan stand on the top of the world step by step!"

Many nightmares fell into that kind of fanatical emotion in an instant.

"We must not let the Nightmare clan get this! The source of this aura of fear and despair is simply an artifact for Nightmare!"

The president of the Demon Hunters Association felt solemn and extremely vigilant.

His eyes were fixed on the nightmare leader opposite him, his exorcism energy gradually covered his hands, and he would strike forward with a thunderous blow at any time.

The nightmare leader opposite also looked at him with bloodthirsty eyes.

However, what neither side noticed was.

At some point, the three holy lions, Simu, who were still colliding wildly, stopped their movements and stood apart from each other on the ground to sense each other.

Burning Fist Carlo and Blood Hand Vincent's eyes lit up, and they instantly realized that the thing that was constantly emitting a breath of fear was the reason why this underground ruins produced fearful items. That source , that core is the real treasure!

Opposite the two of them, Saint Lion Simu also noticed the task given to him by the Golem Sect Master, to find the last remaining rune. According to the description, the breath of that rune represents fear and despair!

That's right, right here, underground!

That aura is constantly spreading, as bright as a candle in the dark night, guiding people. Now, there is no need for Carlo and Vincent to hide the information. Saint Lion Simu can directly get it by himself!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three sounds of sudden acceleration sounded, a deep pit appeared on the ground where the three of them were, and three straight black lines rushed towards the cave!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

On the path, all nightmares or exorcists that hindered the progress were knocked away, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and screams! If you look down from the sky, you can see that the three people are like three sharp blades dividing the battlefield.

Next to them, the faces of the president of the Hunter Association and the leader of the Nightmare Clan, who were confronting each other, changed drastically. Only then did they realize that there was such a huge unstable factor next to them. And now it seemed that the goals of these three strong men were the same as their own, that is The "Sword of Despair and Fear"!

If we compete with them, there is no chance of winning!

At the entrance of the cave, three figures were fighting together again, the speed was unbelievable. When they launched their moves, their power surged, and they were as light as a heavy weight.

Various boxing techniques and various moves are available.

Bang bang bang bang! The entrance to the cave will collapse in the blink of an eye.

In the center of the blurred battle, the holy lion Simu and Carlo Vincent faced each other, and the top fighter's courage and power were raised to the extreme.

In the darkness of the woods, a figure in black robe suddenly appeared like a shooting star. The robe made a rustling sound and pulled a black line straight in the air. His pale palms clasped together and made a palm print!

The terrifying palm prints spanned space and pointed directly at the back of Saint Lion Simu!

Whoosh!

Saint Lion Simu suddenly turned his head at this moment and showed a ferocious sneer: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, and finally you are out!"

"It's true that I have always kept my strength at the top level and played with these two old boys. Haha, just to make you feel that you have figured out the limit of my strength, and you can't help but take action against me... take the initiative to come out on the bright side

!”

Bang! Roar!!!!!

The surroundings of Saint Lion Simu suddenly exploded with energy, roaring like a flash flood, directly blowing away Carlo and Vincent, who seemed to be evenly matched just now. An aura of an extreme fighter erupted, like a golden lion king.

The roaring shadow shrouded Simu's body.

boom!

He turned around and punched, meeting the enemy's palm!

clang!!!

A loud sound like the collision of metal echoed wildly in the forest.

Around them, many demon hunters covered their ears and looked in pain.

The leaves rustled and the birds fluttered their wings and fled.

Bang! Bang!

Two powerful figures flew madly backwards in their respective directions.

Saint Lion Simu's back hit the hill, like a powerful earth-penetrating missile, forcibly breaking through dozens of meters of rock before stopping.

The man in black robe was soaring all the way, banging and banging, breaking countless yellow fir trees and crushing countless bushes before landing on the ground.

"Sect organization?"

"Is it the deputy leader who was resurrected through the resurrection ritual again?"

"Haha, a dead man actually has such strength."

The holy lion Simu, who was embedded in the mountain, slapped his right palm back, and his whole body shot out, with just enough force to stop at the exit.

The cloak on his shoulders was torn and turned into pieces of rotten cloth.

With a tearing sound, Simu stretched out his big hand and pulled off the entire cloak.

The extremely tense word "魔" on the back is completely exposed!

He stood sideways, his tall figure extremely majestic under the moonlight, and a pale golden terrifying aura spurted out like a beam of light. In the blink of an eye, it swept around, forming a golden holy lion that stamped on the ground and roared.

The phantom of the holy lion is as tall and majestic as seven or eight stories high.

The direction where Simu's eyes were looking was one kilometer away, in the weeds.

A cloud of black energy suddenly exploded and surged, burning everything around it. A figure in black robes floated up, and black metal boots stepped on the ground again.

Rumble...

Black flames shot straight into the sky, suddenly spinning at a height of tens of meters. A ferocious and huge crocodile half straightened its body, its bloody mouth opened, and the air flow roared, as if it was about to swallow the sky.

Both are in a state of condensation of phantom energy, which is extremely condensed. They have a sense of oppression and threat at the same time, rather than being big but empty paper tigers.

In this way, the two sides faced each other from a distance, and the terrifying momentum swept across the mountains and forests.

On the original battlefield, the legs of Nightmare and the Demon Hunter were frightened.

The terrifying crushing on the life level made them feel a strong threat deep in their genes, and there seemed to be a voice screaming crazily in their hearts.

"Run away! Stay away from them! Otherwise you will die!"

On Joey's side, his girlfriend Yulia's eyes immediately turned white and she fainted from fright. Fortunately, after Joey checked for a while, he found that Yulia was fine. Moreover, he was even more surprised to see the fear.

The mark disappeared. I think it was because when Simu the Holy Lion and the others penetrated the battlefield just now, the nightmare who applied the fear mark was in an unlucky position and blocked the way, so he was crushed into a pulp and died.

Beside the cave, the perception of Saint Lion Simu was locked on the black-robed man from afar.

Not far away, there were still some dazed Carlo and Vincent. They were no longer the objects of his attention. They could not be called opponents.

"It's not too late to get the runes first, and then fight with this person..."

Simu's thoughts changed and he understood the priorities of the matter. He came out to perform the mission in order to gain more favor from the Golem Sect Master!

The master’s first request is Simu’s first goal!

Hey, he turned around and plunged into the cave like a sharp arrow. In the distance, the man in black robe also rushed over and rushed into the cave that was about to collapse. Next to him, Carlo and Vincent hesitated for a moment, then gritted their teeth and rushed

Go in. Only the Demon Hunters Association and the Nightmare Clan are in a daze.

Do you want to go in? It feels like you are just being used as cannon fodder...

If you don’t want to go in? Just make a wedding dress for someone else during the ceremony? You won’t accept it!

Underground, the fight between two extreme fighters was going on every moment. In the downward tunnel, which was as hard as rock, two figures, one golden and one black, quickly entangled and ejected. Their fists and feet hit the wall, exploding cracks and deep pits.

The entire tunnel was shaking and dust was stirring.

Occasionally, some dangerous traps appear and are destroyed by two extreme fighters. Terrifying alien species either pass by or are crushed. This ruins is not as dangerous as the ones Ka Xiu has been to.

.

The strength of an extreme fighter is enough to dominate here.

After an unknown amount of time, hundreds of meters deep underground, there was a passage leading to a spacious stone chamber. The afterimages of the holy lion Simu and the black-robed man appeared together and exploded. Countless arms, legs and feet collided, as if

A dense dark cloud spread in every corner of the tunnel.

Whoosh, whoosh, the two of them knocked open the thick stone slabs and rushed into the arch.

"That is, the last rune!"

Saint Lion Simu's eyes instantly locked onto the stone pillar in the center of the altar.

At the top of the stone pillar, a pure black cross sword is held in the palm of the statue.

The hilt of the sword is like a silver-white flower stamen that draws a complete arc, which can just wrap the five fingers of the sword holder. There are two straight silver-white metal marks on the body of the cross sword, which are consistent throughout.

It looks extremely delicate, and its shape looks like a bloodthirsty blood tank.

At the center of the sword, a strange double-eyed symbol is quietly embedded in it.

The overlapping eyes blinked, causing waves of powerful despair and fear to roar, as if a black tide visible to the naked eye was beating against the wall of the stone chamber.

At the entrance of the stone chamber, Saint Lion Simu and the man in black robe looked at each other.

A terrifying fighting spirit exploded along with the surge of courage!

"war!!!"

"die!!!"

boom!!!

The ground is shaking, it seems like a big earthquake happened tonight!

The next day, Yellowwood City, yellowwood forest in the suburbs.

Black smoke billowed, and it was a mess. Nearly one-third of the trees were destroyed by the fighting, and large empty areas appeared. Even the ground was cracked, devastated, and the dense cracks seemed to have been struck.

Police cordoned off the area, and reporters arrived early.

It is said that a large number of strange corpses were found in this forest.

The reporter asked repeatedly, but the police refused to disclose anything.

At the same time, under a mountain peak five kilometers away from the yellow cedar forest.

A black-robed figure fell to the ground in a state of disgrace, its clothes stained with blood, its vigor surging like boiling hot water, and there was a faint feeling of weakness.

"I didn't expect that the four kings of the Golem Sect's fists have reached the level of an extreme fighter! This time, I lost the confrontation..."

The deputy leader of the sect organization who was resurrected from an unknown era slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the yellow cedar forest in the distance: "The Golem Sect's strength and power have been expanding crazily during this period, and they have already reached out to Yana.

The United States. If our organization wants to perform a blood sacrifice here, I'm afraid it will be discovered soon and lead to an attack. Now, the only safe large-scale blood sacrifice location is in the Star Blue Empire..."

"It is true that most of the organization's power has been sent there."

"As long as the tide comes, everything will be a disaster!"

"I look forward to that day..."

The deputy leader of the sect organization suddenly turned his head and left without hesitation.

And in the direction it was looking just now, it was the very center of the yellow cedar forest.

The cave entrance completely collapsed, and rubble piled up everywhere.

Bang!

The stone suddenly exploded, and a burly figure strode out.

Tat-tat-tat, black boots stepped into the sunshine, and her blond hair flowed in the wind.

The holy lion Simu stood on the devastated land, holding a black cross sword in his hand, looking up at the sky, which was bright and blue.

"Live up to expectations..."

"Lord Master!"

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