With more than a dozen of them, the Purple Demon King was beaten out by the battlefield ghosts again, and his arms were numb, which shows that the strength of the Tianzi battlefield ghosts is very terrifying!

Han City Lord and the others looked at it in a cold sweat.

This exhibitionist is a fierce man, but he was knocked out twice in just a short fight, and I'm afraid I'm going to be cold if I change it!

"Keep fighting!"

Jun Chang smiled and said: "Let's see, how strong this guy is!"

“......”

Although the Purple Demon King was speechless, he also stomped his feet and rushed in again, his whole body was filled with demonic energy, one for attack, and the other for defense.

This kind of cowardice to defend in advance has never been used to single out a few place words!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The two fought fiercely.

In an instant, from the ground to the low altitude, from the low altitude to the high altitude, the space stirred by the strong force was shattered!

"Boom!"

Not long after, the Purple Demon King fell down like a cannonball again, and a large area of the ground was dented again.

The corners of Li Qingyang, Xiao Sinji and the others twitched.

The battlefield ghost that appeared this time is really super strong, and if you go to fight by yourself, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist even a single move.

Jun Chang smiled and said secretly: "Don't use the knife that is difficult to collect, I was also abused in the past!"

"Sect Master. ”

Ding Xingwang said: "Do you want to sneak attack?"

He didn't dare to fight the ghosts of the battlefield head-on, and he still had the courage to take advantage of the Zitang master to fight, and he still had the courage to play some tricks.

"No, you can't. ”

Jun Changxiao hurriedly stopped: "This guy's strength is too strong, once you are hit, you will inevitably be more than lucky." ”

Except for the Purple Demon King, a powerful body that is different from humans, if you are any martial saint present, as long as you are punched, you will be half-crippled if you don't die.

In the face of absolute power, if there is no matching cultivation and defense, then there is no possibility of fighting.

This is just a ghost of the battlefield without thinking and emotion, when you encounter a real Tianzi powerhouse, I am afraid that the coercion released can easily affect the situation of the battle!

"Whew!"

The Purple Demon King flew out of the pit, his eyes flashed with rage, and the purple demonic energy erupted wildly, and the phantom of the Purple Cangdao Transformation Kun gathered in mid-air!

"Whew!"

Purple gas is whistling, lingering in the fist!

The Purple Demon King rushed to a distance of ten zhang, and the huge fist mark was blessed by the phantom of the body, and directly tore through the space and left!

All:∑(O_O;)

"Boom ——————————"

The Purple Giant Fist carried the power of rage and hit the battlefield ghost directly, and the latter exploded out with a thud.

"Whew, whew!"

The Purple Demon King hung in the air, his right hand was still in a bombardment state, his breathing was slightly short, and beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

The ontological phantom and power exploded in full force, and it belonged to his killing move, but it also cost a lot to show it.

The ghost of the battlefield hangs hundreds of feet away, and the crimson armor does not leave any scars, which shows that it is not only strong, but also very well equipped!

"Brush!"

Raising his hand lightly, the void gradually blurred.

A crimson battle axe appeared, and the moment the battlefield ghost held it, his eyes flashed even more powerfully!

“......”

The corners of the Purple Demon King's mouth twitched.

This king has already suffered a lot by exposing his body and fighting with this kind of armor-wearing Tianzi, and now he has sacrificed a battle axe that is not an anti-ordinary product at first glance, and he has too much!

When it comes to fighting with excellent equipment all over the body, all the martial artists have something to say, because they have been bullied by Li Qingyang and others in the six god costumes!

"Whew!"

At this moment, the ghost of the battlefield suddenly picked up the tomahawk and slashed over!

"Click————"

As soon as the axe fell, the space shattered instantly, forming an incomparably cold half-arc of light.

The Purple Demon King's face changed, and he hurriedly retreated, obviously not daring to use his physical body to forcibly connect the light condensed by the weapon.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

"Brush!

The ghost of the battlefield was unforgiving, and frequently swung the battle axe, forming a ray of light that tore through the space.

The Purple Demon King could only dodge in embarrassment, although there was always a danger to resolve, but he was also shocked that his scalp was numb.

Damn!

If this king has the cultivation of the upper realm, why not be afraid of a well-equipped garbage!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The light of the tomahawk flew from all directions, and although it failed to hit the target, it slammed into the ground, and suddenly appeared as a deep and long trench crisscrossing the ground.

Jun Chang smiled and frowned, "It's a little tricky." ”

The system said: "The host can buy an exclusive divine weapon for the Purple Hall Master, and maybe it can reverse the situation!"

"Makes sense!"

Jun Changxiao hurriedly pulled open the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and then quickly locked onto a pair of fist gloves that belonged to the hall master.

"Zitang's main fight has always relied on his fists, and if he gives him weapons such as swords, he may not be able to exert results, and this kind of fist glove should be the most suitable. ”

"Bought it!"

"Ding! The host consumes 10,000 contribution points to obtain Hell, and the × of Fury 1 has been transported into the space ring. ”

"Ding!Sect contribution value: 27750/70000. ”

......

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Outside the stronghold, fighting was raging.

The Purple Hall Master, who was completely backward in strength and equipment, was beaten in a mess, and he didn't even have an anti-mobile phone meeting.

"Sect Master!"

He roared and said, "I can't take it anymore!"

"Purple Hall Master!" Jun Chang smiled and said, "This seat will give you a divine weapon that has been inherited from ancient times!"

Inheritance of antiquity, a divine weapon?

The Purple Demon King instantly remembered Li Qingyang's weapon that could gather thunder tribulations, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

As the Demon King of the Beast Clan, although it is not uncommon to use weapons forged by humans, he still cares about divine weapons, not to mention, it may come from the upper realm!

"Whew!"

Streamers fly out of the stronghold!

The Purple Demon King waved his hand, and the purple demon qi enveloped him, and he was instantly dragged in front of him.

The next second.

The expression completely collapsed!

The weapon that appeared in front of him was not a sword, but a pair of pink fist gloves with two ...... printed on each Heart. (See boxing gloves.) ）

"Sect Master......" The corners of the Purple Demon King's mouth twitched violently, "This ...... Is it a divine weapon that has been inherited from ancient times?"

"Not bad. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said, "This thing is called Hell, Fury. ”

The Purple Demon King almost splattered out with a mouthful of blood.

Even if it's a dagger, he can reluctantly accept it, but this kind of fist glove of a pink girl's heart is used for fighting, or is it used to sell cuteness!

"Brush ——————"

At this moment, the ghost of the battlefield swept over with a battle axe, and the powerful force directly cut through the space, rolling up gusts of wind.

The Purple Demon King hurriedly grabbed the Glove Township and fell downward.

"Boom!"

Steady himself on the ground, his gaze full of confusion.

"Don't ink!"

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Hurry up and bring it, fuck it!"

“......”

The Purple Demon King lowered his head, looked at the pink fist gloves, and said bitterly: "If this king brings it, the first generation of heroes will be in vain!"

"Whew——————"

The ghost of the battlefield pressed down from top to bottom, and the tomahawk in his hand flashed with light, blasting out bursting streamers, and the space was instantly torn into strips.

"Trouble!"

Ding Lao and the others' faces changed greatly.

The Purple Demon King, who was struggling violently, was ruthless and finally put the pink fist on his hand!

At that moment, he was bare-skinned, with a pink girl's heart in gloves, and the picture was simply ...... Spicy eyes!

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the two heart patterns of the fist glove flashed with light, and a strange memory instantly spread to the sea of knowledge along his arms, and the Purple Demon King suddenly fell into a stupor.

"Purple Hall Master, get out of the way!" Boss Ding shouted.

"Dodge?"

At this moment, the Purple Demon King recovered his thinking, then raised his head, his eyes flashed as pink as his fists, and said proudly: "This is not the style of this king!"

"Step!"

The body took half a step back, his arms suddenly raised, and his purple hair flew and roared, "Bear the fury of hell!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

With the blessing of the fist gloves, a mixture of purple and pink fist prints blasted over from the bottom up, and collided with the Tomahawk streamer in the most violent way, and the irritable power spread out wantonly, and the space collapsed in a large area!