Zhui Bo sprang out from the rubble, his twisted and weird figure accelerating in an unimaginable manner in the air, and rushed straight in front of Wang Xu.
The knife returned to his hand at some point and slashed towards Wang Xu's throat with the sound of breaking wind, but this fierce attack had no effect. Wang Xu slowly raised his hand and just caught Zhui Bo's wrist.
When the tip of the knife was less than one centimeter away from Wang Xu's skin, it was difficult to make any progress.
"You shouldn't feel the pain anymore, right... It doesn't matter, I can give you the feeling again!" Wang Xu grabbed Zhui Bo's arm and threw his body heavily to the ground with a wave of his hand.
Zhui Bo raised his head in surprise, and just as he was about to make a sound in his throat, Wang Xu threw him to the ground on the other side again. This time, Zhui Bo landed face first. Under the heavy blow, his mouth vomited blood.
"You...why...you are obviously too injured to move!"
"Yes, I really couldn't move just now. I could only fucking watch her die in front of me!!" Wang Xu pinched Zhui Bo's neck with one hand and jumped up. He jumped to an astonishing height this time.
Incomparable, almost like flying.
Mr. Cat looked up from a distance and sighed: "Hey... after all, it's just a tool of God. In the end, apart from instinctive power, he doesn't understand anything about spiritual power. Wang Xu's spiritual power exploded when he was angry.
The intensity of consciousness is already at the level of the Tenth Palace of Hell. If a person with such spiritual consciousness activates the Qi Returning Technique and the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique, the effect achieved may be several times that of the original."
Zhui Bo was pulled high into the sky by Wang Xu. He originally thought that he would be thrown to the ground with all his strength, but unfortunately his imagination for the word "destroy" was not rich enough. He saw Wang Xu holding out the black sword with one hand,
The barrier in the air was easily torn open. The height of the two of them was still rising and they had already flown out of the barrier.
"You...what are you going to do!"
"Hmph... Nonsense, didn't I already say that I want your life!!" Wang Xu crossed his hands to clamp down on Zhui Bo's neck, put him in a position with the back of his head facing down, and then started to fall at a very fast speed.
This move was the ultimate killer weapon of the Dragon Ball Zhongnan Monk back then - Sky Cross Drop. The otaku Wang Xu couldn't use shock waves and Qi Yuan Slash, but he could still imitate this kind of pure melee damage, and he could even add some ingredients of his own...
Zhui Bo fell from a height of more than a hundred meters, or was pushed down. The moment he rushed out of the barrier, he felt... pain. Although this feeling was not obvious, it was definitely there. He didn't know it.
Will this influence disappear as he falls into the barrier, or will it gradually increase? He only knows that it will definitely be very uncomfortable the moment he lands...
The speed of the two of them was getting faster and faster, and Zibo struggled with all his strength, but to no avail. With a loud "bang", gravel flew and smoke filled the sky. If he were an ordinary person, he would know that he would fall to pieces without even looking.
There was a pile of flesh. But Zibo's body was still intact, with only some blood and scratches on his skin.
"Hehehe..." He actually laughed: "Okay, I can't beat you, but no matter how angry you are, your woman is already dead, and you can't kill me at all, as long as you are in this barrier
, I am immortal!”
Wang Xu grabbed his collar and lifted him up: "I don't mind trying a few more times."
"Hehehe...hahahaha! Try it? Just look at your head first!"
Wang Xu didn't need to look at it at all. He knew that the cracks in the barrier had repaired themselves again, and the speed was much faster than the last time it was destroyed.
"It's this damn thing... that covers the sky, humanity, and the karma in this world!" Wang Xu gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think this can protect you? Have you forgotten how you died?
?"
Zhui Bo's expression suddenly changed, and he roared furiously, but he could not say anything in defense, nor could he resist Wang Xu, who was extremely powerful at this moment.
…………
In the dark night, in the abandoned mansion, Zhui Bo's whole face was convulsed. When he saw Hou Bo's appearance clearly, his face turned pale with fear. He staggered back, and big beads of sweat rolled from his forehead.
falls on the eyebrows.
Countless missed opportunities, countless missed opportunities, Zibo traveled from America to Europe, from one country to another country, deliberately evading Hope's pursuit. Zibo is a rich man, but Hope is a pauper. He
Every time he went to a place, he had to find a job first, and then he had the opportunity to find out about Zibo's new whereabouts. However, Zibo never stayed in one place for too long, so this allowed him to escape again and again.
Every time when Hope ran out of money and became destitute, he would think of Lucy and old Ferrier, which cheered him up again. For twenty years, Hope's life has been spent on revenge.
, in the last few years, Zibo himself began to relax, but the results proved that he underestimated the perseverance of his enemy...
When Desperate was finally trapped in the empty room by Hou Bo, Hou Bo asked himself, were these twenty years worth it?
The answer... is yes!
"How do you think Lucy is doing now, huh?!" Hope approached step by step.
Dzeiber stammered: "Do you want to murder me?"
"It's not murder. Can killing a mad dog be called murder? When you dragged my poor love away from her murdered father, when you snatched her to your damned
Did you ever have the slightest pity for her when she went to the new house shamelessly?!"
"I was not the one who killed her father," cried Dzeiber.
"But you destroyed her pure heart!" Hope shouted sharply, and he sent the poison box to Driber. "Let God decide for us. You pick one and eat it. One can kill, and one can kill."
You can live, you choose the rest and I will eat it. Let us see if there is any justice in the world!"
…………
The scenes before his death reappeared in front of his eyes, and the feeling of fear once again arose in Zibo's heart.
Hou Bo, whether it is because of hatred or love, or he believes that there is justice and justice in this world. In short, even if the current Zibo is allowed to face this enemy, he will still feel afraid, and his soul will once again
Trembling with fear. As Mr. Cat said, even if Drizzt becomes a powerful monster, he is still a weakling.
Wang Xu looked into Zhui Bo's eyes, and then said: "Things like this..." He turned around and threw Zhui Bo away with a javelin posture, "I'll break it and show it to you!"
After saying this, Wang Xu jumped up suddenly, and a spider-like crack with a radius of ten meters opened on the ground. Wang Xu's speed was much faster than that of Zhui Bo. He caught up with Zhui Bo in the air, hooked his neck with one hand, and used
Zibo's body hit the huge barrier.
With a loud bang, the barrier was knocked open with mottled cracks, and Zhui Bo opened his mouth and spat out a large pool of blood. Wang Xu took a few empty steps in the air, flew forward again, and struck dozens of blows at Zhui Bo's body.
fist.
Each of these blows was astonishingly powerful, with unparalleled power. Waves of water-like fluctuations appeared on the huge barrier. Zibo was like a fish being beaten in a transparent circular fish tank.
And his face is still pressed against the glass...
Mr. Cat on the ground stood up. He finally dealt with the injury temporarily and looked up at the hazy sky: "Break it, let this city see the sky again..."
Wang Xu in the sky seemed to have heard Master Mao's words. He roared loudly, and the speed of his punches increased again. The wind of the fists reflected numerous shadows. Zhui Bo's body had been beaten into a human shape, and he could hardly vomit blood.
came out. And the barrier behind him also made strange noises like mourning.
"Ah...!!!" Wang Xu shouted violently, using up the last bit of strength in his body, he punched the last one!
