Chapter 287 God-level, garbage only......
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"However, because this old guy rescued him, he is not dead now, but he is already half wasted!"
Han Zheng smiled and added, so that the strength in the hand of Ahan, who was angry and wanted to kill Aida, eased.
"Ahan, you take Alexander to cultivate, and I'll leave it to me here, so you don't need to interfere. โ
Peter in mid-air, looking at Alexander who was being held by Michelle, the killing intent in his eyes was steaming.
"What do you mean, old man? People are coming to the door, and you want me to be a turtle with a shrunken head? โ
Ahan didn't take Han Zheng to heart at all, and Alexander was beaten unconscious by an inferior Oriental, which was a waste in his eyes.
"Don't ......"
It was too late for Peter to stop him, and when he finished speaking, Ahan had already turned into a flash of lightning and rushed towards Han Zheng!
With a huge fist, there is a violent thunder and lightning winding and beating, he is a super-level thunder ability!
However, even if it is super-level, in Peter's eyes, the current Ahan is not Han Zheng's opponent at all.
Punching through the void, even the thunder and lightning with the strongest material attack can't stop it, because all matter exists in space.
Unless the material energy can also reach the same level as Han Zheng to punch through the void, otherwise it is pure abuse, and there is no way to gain the upper hand at all.
Aida looked at him with a bewildered expression, at this moment, he had lost his noble and holy temperament.
Because the three people present are all perverts, and their cultivation level is above him, his internal injuries are not healed now, and it is a luxury to want to run.
Han Zheng, who was standing, disappeared the moment Ahan rushed in, and when he appeared, the ordinary and unpretentious punch had already slammed into the Ahan thunderstorm punch.
Everything dissipated silently, and Ahan's body shook suddenly, his eyes widened, his face was incredulous, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
In Aida's complete confusion, the mighty Ahan swept in front of him like a meteor and smashed into a statue twenty meters away!
"What the fuck is going on? Sword Sect is nameless, have you been fucking blown up into a pervert?"
Aida's mood is a little unstable, he knows better than anyone how strong Ahan is, and after months of dealing with this guy, he is about to go crazy with torture.
The speed of thunder and lightning is also the fastest in the world, he was seriously injured, desperately exhausted all means, and finally became a prisoner of Ahan.
And it was such an emperor-level master, but he was directly bombarded by the nameless punch of the Sword Sect, and his life and death were unknown!
"I'm sorry, after being blown up by a nuclear bomb, my cultivation has broken through, the emperor level has no weight in front of me, see it, this old immortal is a god-level, I will abuse him in a while, you wait to watch the show!"
One punch to Fei Yahan did not have any sense of accomplishment for Han Zheng, after all, the other party was at the same level as him.
With Han Zheng's current cultivation ability, there are really not many people in the Great Martial Sect who can become his opponents!
The cultivation of a beginner-level Great Martial Sect in Ahan is purely killing against a fist that can destroy the hand of the gods.
"What god level? Nima, the Sword Sect is nameless, you ......"
Aida felt that her emotions were a little messy, and for a while, she couldn't fully accept the fact that was happening in front of her.
And Peter's face in mid-air had turned iron blue, and Han Zheng's punch just now made Yahan directly lose his combat effectiveness.
At this moment, Ahan is worse than Alexander, and without a year and a half of recuperation, he can't move freely.
Airplanes......
Without saying a word, Peter started directly, and the four hands of God fell from the sky, and Peter was already preparing to kill with one blow.
The six-winged archangel behind him, his wings shook suddenly, and then between the palm of his raised right hand, a little red light appeared.
"Damn, don't run, take me away, I'll be shot to death......"
Aida's face had turned the color of pig's liver, and he felt that death was imminent in the face of the four big hands that covered the sky from the sky.
Especially the Seraphim archangel standing behind Peter, it was a nightmare for him!
Faced with the four big hands that covered the sky, Aida knew that if no one saved him, he would really die this time.
"Stop, with me, who will kill you?"
Han Zheng, who was standing on the ground, looked at the four big hands that fell from the sky, and the expression on his face gradually turned cold.
Aida wanted to commit suicide at the moment, Han Zheng's words seemed to him to be a death brag, not to mention the four divine hands, even if it was one of them, he couldn't stop it in his heyday.
While he was waiting for death with his eyes wide open, Han Zheng was still an ordinary and unpretentious punch!
"Nameless, you fucking want to die, can you stop dragging me down and throw me out first?"
Looking at Han Zheng's fist and embroidered legs, Aida almost died of anger, but the next moment, he couldn't say a word with his mouth open.
In this short period of time, Han Zheng had already blasted out four punches, which was such a punch that covered the sky and collapsed.
This kind of result made Aida feel that what she was seeing was not an illusion, it was a blow from a god-level powerhouse, and she was defeated as if she were joking!
"Junior, you give me death!"
Just when Han Zheng defeated the hand of God with four punches, in mid-air, Peter's killing blow had been condensed!
A beam of blood-red light blasted down at the extreme speed, blasting the standing Han Zheng directly into the ground.
The energy fluctuations emitted from the blood-red light pillar made Aida inexplicably frightened, and the energy contained in it could kill him a few times as long as it overflowed.
"This is the power of God, this is really the power of God, my God, could it be that Seraphim is really the corpse of God that was once lost by the Holy See?"
For a moment, Aida was startled by her own speculation, and then looked at Peter, who was standing in the air, and a horror rose in his heart.
"Junior, let you see our biggest secret today, so, I won't let you leave, but I won't kill you, after all, the number of awakenings of light people is smaller than the chance of seeing aliens. โ
The blow just now was named God's Wrath by Peter, and he believed that even a god-level powerhouse would be injured if he resisted hard, not to mention the nameless emperor-level powerhouse of the Sword Sect.
"The seniors are right, the juniors will follow the seniors in the future and promise not to talk about it. โ
Aida secretly wiped a cold sweat, just now he was lucky to fight the right team, otherwise it is estimated that he would have been bombarded into scum like the Sword Sect now.
"Damn, is this idiot stupid to be blown up, come out alive, don't fucking run away, and even run to someone's base camp to pretend to be a coercion, this is the end of ......"
Just now, Han Zheng punched Yahan away, which really shook Aida's heart, but now his heart is firm again.
Peter is so strong that he has to kneel, but before the mockery of Han Zheng in his heart is finished, his face is as ugly as his dead mother.
A figure, after the red pillar of light dissipated, crawled out of the hole that had been knocked out of the unknown depth.
The black trench coat on his body had disappeared, and he was naked, with a red color from top to bottom, which was the color left by the blood infection.
Shaking the dirt on his hair, Han Zheng's face was a little pale, the blow just now, although it couldn't catch up with the nuclear bomb, but in terms of a single point attack, it was terrifying.
With Han Zheng's physical body now reaching the critical point of mortal dust, he almost couldn't resist, which shows how terrifying his power is.
"Look at you paralyzed, coward, soft egg, the master originally planned to pull you, but now it seems that you are a coercion and are hopeless. โ
Coughing a few times and spitting out the blood in his mouth, Han Zheng raised a middle finger at the stupid Ada.
"Ah, yes......"
Aida felt that her thinking was a little short-circuited, and she couldn't keep up with the pace of the real situation!
The power contained in the blood-red pillar of light just now was enough to kill all material existences, but Han Zheng was just fine!
Peter in mid-air was stunned, his inner fluctuations at the moment were almost exactly the same as Aida's.
"Old man, now it's my turn to make a move, god-level, garbage is just that, beat you like a dog!"
Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Han Zheng grinned at Peter, and then the person disappeared in place!
"Buzz ......"
At the same time, Peter attacked again, and several blood-red pillars of light shot in different directions, trying to knock Han Zheng to the ground, who was moving extremely fast.
In the next moment, Han Zheng's figure appeared in front of Peter, grinned, and said, "The years are ......."
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