Bang! Four collision sounds sounded at the same time, and all the sharp finger strength was poured into it!
The person who came was none other than Fang Zhongshou, who had been hiding for a long time and had been waiting for a long time. At this moment, he exploded with all his strength. He understood how terrifying the God King was and how powerful the opponent was, so this attack focused all his energy and gathered his strength.
All the essence of lifelong martial arts. Whether it is the angle of attack, the strength of the attack, the frequency of clicking, or the locking of acupoints, he has already calculated it accurately!
Hit! Successful hit! Fang Zhongshou's calm mind fluctuated slightly. As long as he can successfully hit, no matter how tyrannical the God King is, he will definitely be affected, and the impact will be fatal.
However……
The rare excitement just rose, and Fang Zhongshou's brows furrowed at almost the same moment!
No! This feeling...
In a moment of surprise, the God King who should have fainted suddenly turned around, a bright light flashing deep in his eyes.
"Not good!" Fang Zhongshou was secretly shocked. Before he could react, an extremely violent force burst out from his lower abdomen. His body suddenly felt like being struck by lightning. Blood spurted out from the hole, soaking the snow-white mask, and his whole figure looked like it was broken.
The stringed kite was thrown high into the air, and crashed awkwardly and miserably onto the opposite river bank. It bounced four or five times in succession, and its body rubbed against the ground for six to seven meters before it finally came to a stop.
The white coat was stained by dust and torn by friction. After stopping, the body curled up like a prawn, trembling slightly, moaning softly, and coughing hard, bringing out a lot of blood.
Fang Zhongshou, seriously injured!
The moment Fang Zhongshou appeared before, Di Cheng's mood became excited, and his figure almost rose up at the same time. However, the sudden change made his face change slightly, he stopped abruptly, and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
What's going on? It's obviously a hit, but why is there no impact? Could it be... that it missed the target?
The God King who knocked Fang Zhongshou away with one punch snorted coldly. He clenched his fist hard and made a crunching sound of his joints. He secretly felt the surge of power and said coldly: "Anatomy, Fang Zhongshou, even if
There is still no progress in breaking through. You are barely ranked sixth among the Tianmen Gate Gods. But still remember the advice Wunong Valley gave you after hunting you down? Although the fatal point attack technique is exquisite and extremely threatening,
It can give you an assassination ability that far exceeds that of others. However, being too specific will bring you fatal flaws. As long as you take precautions in advance, if your acupuncture points cannot be hit, you... will be like a waste!"
Hooray!
While speaking, the God King tore open the red cloak and tore the tight black clothes, revealing the soft fine clothes attached to the body surface. The difference from the one owned by Di Cheng was that this clothes was covered with more than twenty...
A lump the size of a thumb.
There seems to be no rules, but for those who are familiar with acupuncture points, the protective positions of these hard lumps are exactly the most vulnerable points in the chest and abdomen!
Fang Zhongshou struggled to push himself up and stood up unsteadily, but his abdomen was still obviously bent and his body was shaking uncontrollably. It was obvious that the punch from the God King had caused him serious injuries!
In fact, it is conceivable that the God King has just been stimulated by the drug, and his power is at the critical moment of a large surge. What a terrible impact a full-out attack will have? What's more, it is a frontal hit!
It’s not easy for Fang Zhongshou to still stand up!
The God King looked at Di Cheng and Fang Zhongshou coldly, feeling the blood boiling in his body, and his confidence and majesty doubled: "Where are Yaya and Meiyan? Come out, you... can come together!"
"We don't need so many people to kill you!" Di Cheng took a deep breath, and the surging power surged through his body again. His fighting spirit was high, and his evil intentions were high. He did not show the slightest trace of fear because of Fang Zhongshou's defeat.
Flustered or nervous. The only thing that troubled him was the soft essence clothes on the God King. This kind of thing seemed soft and silky, but its defensive effect at critical moments was beyond imagination.
Di Cheng's soft clothes are still on Yaya, so he will be in a passive situation by comparison.
"Where are your soft clothes? When you were trying to snatch funds from the no-man's land of Outer Mongolia, you submitted the task to the organization as a failure, but in fact... hum, don't think of us as fools. The reason why there are no sanctions is because you don't bother to do it.
." The God King gently shrugged his shoulders, allowing his body to adapt to the raging power like a runaway wild horse, and adjust the state to the best.
"I, Di Cheng, never bother to use external objects, unlike some people who are afraid of death, huh!"
"Really? Let's save this ridiculous aloofness for the next life." The God King stretched out his hand and pointed at Di Cheng, his pupils slowly condensed, and the thick and wild momentum spread, and the muscles that were bulging due to the stimulation of the drug were almost
The soft semen clothes on the body were stretched out, and the explosive force gave everyone watching the battle a strong visual impact. After a brief silence, the God King suddenly roared: "Come on!"
The diffused aura suddenly condensed, Di Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and his figure that was ready to go suddenly rose up, like a fired cannonball, carrying afterimages, and carrying unparalleled evil intent. Ten steps away, he arrived suddenly in the blink of an eye, powerful
Appearing next to the God King, the curled right hand was like a high-strength spring being released, directly hitting the God King's throat with a harsh air blasting sound.
That momentum seemed to break the God King's throat.
"Dicheng, you will never understand the power of Skynet, for example..." The God King did not dodge, allowing Di Cheng to get closer, and let the knife slash at his throat. Until the last moment, his right hand was released in an instant, tearing the air and crossing the space.
, precise interception.
Bang!! A crisp and dull impact sound suddenly exploded, and the tree trunk below shook violently, but the God King's feet were attracted like magnets and were not affected in any way. Di Cheng, who was the main attacker, was shaken by the force.
But he blocked it hard, staggered a few steps and almost fell from the bridge into the Leiyan River.
"This feeling... is really wonderful!" The God King looked at his right hand absentmindedly, feeling the restless power surge like fire. He did not expect that the stimulation of the drug would produce such unimaginable fighting power.
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No wonder! No wonder the clan leader values this medicine so much! No wonder the organization searched for all the medicines in the world before barely making five capsules!
Di Cheng stabilized his body, frowned slightly, and looked at the God King intently. After a moment, he snorted coldly: "God King, do you know why the roar of the God of War is not as good as the left hand of the God of Death? Do you know why your strength is so far away?
Are you far inferior to the Ghost King? In addition to relying on foreign objects, you only rely on medicine. You dare not welcome the baptism of death and cannot enjoy the excitement of battle. You will always stop here! The God of War roars? Huh! Don't insult the word 'God of War'."
The God King still looked at his right hand steadily, and his formerly majestic and cold face turned out to be a bit obsessed. The corners of his mouth curved in an unprecedented way, with a sinister and cold arc: "Dicheng, within ten moves, I will take your life."
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"Dream!" Di Cheng rolled back and retreated to the shore. However, he did not flee. Instead, he paused and then rushed forward. With the help of continuous acceleration and soaring momentum, he took the last step fiercely towards the tree crown, and then fired.
Long sky.
Letting his body roll in the air without any control or restraint, it was like dead leaves fluttering in a hurricane. It seemed stupid and absurd, but it was this seemingly crazy approach that made Di Cheng's rotation speed and intensity increase infinitely.
After the diagonal momentum turned into a fall, Di Chengmu suddenly let out a loud roar, and suddenly stared at the wild momentum. The control of his body was forcibly regained with the force of his waist, and then he fell like a cannonball.
The shadow of the legs is tumbling, and the evil intention is raging, like a tiger descending from the mountain, seeming to break through the air. A sweep of the legs carries a terrifying momentum like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, and goes straight to the head of the God King.
"The first move!" The God King roared arrogantly, bending down with all his strength, all the power surged in his thighs, stopped briefly, and shot into the sky. The same shadow of his legs was tumbling, the same wild and incomparable, and he swept his legs brazenly.
Attack!
The battle started again, but the offensive was more ferocious and the momentum was more terrifying. The seemingly simple routine contained dozens of exquisite moves, moves within sets, moves within moves, and the wilderness was full of hidden kills and traps!
This is the real showdown between the strong and the clash of kings!
only……
Their fighting was so crazy that outsiders were shocked, but no one noticed...the seriously injured Fang Zhongshou disappeared again...disappeared from under their noses, as if he had evaporated from the world!
No one noticed that under the "Hemu Bridge" where Di Cheng fought fiercely with the God King, above the surging Leiyan River, in the dense and messy tree crown, a white-clothed figure was hanging there quietly, with one hand holding the *
Branches serve as the only joints of a continuous body.
Motionless, hanging quietly, swaying slightly with the shaking of the tree crown, head raised high, sharp eyes staring directly at the fiercely fighting figure above through the blood-colored lenses, locking the trajectory of the God King!
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