The power of this punch is at least more than a ton!

Wang Xiaoshi defeated the great enemy in his life, but he exhausted the strength of Jing Yuan, and he was paralyzed at the moment, without any strength.

The most important thing is that Li Mingjun found that the chief instructor's eyes were looking directly at the depths of the jungle, and he was a little absent-minded.

At the moment of life and death, Wang Xiaoshi seemed to have suddenly fallen into some kind of muddy mystery. In the face of the enemy's heavy punches, he didn't move at all, which was simply asking for Li Mingjun's own life.

Li Mingjun knew that he was invincible, but his figure still flashed, blocking in front of Wang Xiaoshi, his palms formed a grinding plate, and he dragged it obliquely to the side, which was the mastery of the Great Sumeru Palm taught by Wang Xiaoshi.

Rumble!

The black man's huge fist, with the power of ten thousand jun, connected with Li Mingjun's fist, but he felt soft, and his rampage power was even half smaller, and he was led out of the way, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Good boxing technique!" ”

Although Li Mingjun relied on the exquisite Great Sumeru Palm to unload the overwhelming blow of the black master Taishan, his chest was stuffy and his throat was tingling, and he couldn't help but let out a mouthful of blood.

The other party's huge strength, one shot at the face, made his internal organs hurt.

The difference in realm is too great, the disparity in strength is too great, no matter how exquisite the fist is, it is always difficult to resist a strong enemy, this is like an ant stretching out its feet and trying to trip over an elephant, no matter how beautiful the ant's posture is, how hidden and ingenious the tripping method is, after all, it will not be able to compete with the elephant.

If this big Sumeru palm is used in Wang Xiaoshi's hands, this damn nigger will definitely suffer a lot, but Li Mingjun is not Wang Xiaoshi after all.

Although the black people are not Chinese, they have the style of Chinese warriors, and they actually do not take advantage of the victory to pursue, two fists the size of a soup pot touched, and said lightly in English: "You sacrifice your life to save people, and you are also a good man, get out of the way, I won't kill you." ”

Li Mingjun easily suppressed the blood rushing in his chest, and his handsome face showed an abnormal flush.

Although he couldn't understand the English of the black race, he guessed his intention from the black person's gestures and expressions, snorted, said nothing, and his body was firmly in front of Wang Xiaoshi, like a towering mountain, and his momentum suddenly rose.

The black man shook his head helplessly, his eyes were still calm: "In that case, I have to kill you, sorry!" ”

As he spoke, his fist touched, and the fist the size of a casserole slammed into Li Mingjun's head.

It was just a simple straight punch, but the lightning-fast speed, coupled with the strength of a giant elephant, gave Lee Myung-jun the illusion that he was not facing a living person, but a D-shaped locomotive that was driving wildly out of control.

Anyone or anything that stands in its way will be crushed into powder!

Li Mingjun let out a long roar, the white smoke column on his head suddenly became intense, and red blood suddenly oozed from his eyebrows and hair, which was the scene of the essence of the essence qi running rapidly in his body, breaking through the capillaries.

Almost instantly, Li Mingjun's pores spurted bloody sweat, and the whole person became bloody, and at this moment, the black man's fist, which had reached Li Mingjun's face, burst the air and made a loud bang, as if it was a cannon.

Li Mingjun used all his strength, sacrificing his life one by one, still the Great Sumeru palm, this move, unloaded thirty percent of the power of the black race, but seventy percent of the strength, is still extremely powerful, Li Mingjun's chest was stuffy, and the blood that was easy to suppress rushed out of his mouth again.

At the same time, the other two demigod-level Caucasians also fought with Wang Shenggao and Mag Monkey.

Wang Shenggao's martial arts kung fu is not as good as Li Mingjun, but when it comes to strength, it is his strength.

His opponent is a bear-like Caucasians, who is also known for his strength, and when he saw Wang Shenggao blocking in front of him, he didn't say anything, his body flashed, thunder and lightning shots, boom, and smashed Wang Shenggao's head with a punch.

His fist has not yet come to Wang Shenggao's face, and the fierce fist wind has already pressed Wang Shenggao's cheek muscles inward, and he can't even open his eyes, and his face seems to be scraped by a sharp knife, which is extremely violent!

Although Wang Shenggao is proud of his strength, he is compared with this bear Caucasia, just like a hunting dog is compared to a lion tiger, listening to the roar of the fist, he didn't dare to take it hard, his body flashed, and he started a small move and flashed aside.

This is Wang Shenggao's advantage, don't look at him fat and fat, like a bear, but his movements are brisk, light and agile, very flexible, dragging a big belly, and getting rid of a fat rabbit.

But even so, Wang Shenggao still couldn't stop the attack of the bear Caucasians, a punch and a kick, like a thunderbolt and anger, and like a meteor passing through the sky, Wang Shenggao blocked a punch, and the little knuckle and middle knuckle of his left hand burst and shattered, shaking the internal organs and bleeding, squirting wildly.

He was secretly frightened, only then did he know the power of a demigod-level master,

Fortunately, with the firepower support of Shi Ming and Constance, the elusive sniping of the two often forced the bear Caucasian to avoid it at a critical moment, or slow it down, so that Wang Sheng could barely support it.

Among the three dark masters, Gema Monkey is the most difficult, he is arrogant in the non-guest Yelang, participating in the God Slaughter Project, after seeing Wang Xiaoshi's shot, he realized the difference between himself and the real master, at this moment, when he fought with a demigod-level master, he was even more heartbroken, and he was shocked to death.

Before the exchange lasted more than two seconds, Gema Monkey had just done a backflip to escape his opponent's grasp.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the backflip began, he heard a bang, and a pair of large hands of the enemy suddenly appeared in the air, and the air exploded, and he grabbed the Gema monkey with one hand, and then threw it away, like throwing a discus.

The body of the Gema monkey, like a cannonball shot from the barrel of a cannon, directly crashed into the tree, with the strength of the enemy's lion and tiger, if this collision was real, the Gema monkey was afraid that it would turn into a puddle of mud.

Polo, Liu Yuewu, Xiang Quande and others watched as the Gema monkey crashed towards the tree, but they had no choice but to burst into fire, pouring their anger on the ammunition, and the muzzle of the gun spewed out angry tongues of fire.

However, the speed of demigod-level masters is not at all what ordinary people can imagine, and the rest of Ye Lanwei are all martial arts masters, but there is no way to lock the figures of the three demigod-level masters.

Seeing that Li Mingjun and the others were sacrificing their lives and fighting to the death with the enemy, everyone didn't dare to fight suddenly, but it was Constance and Shi Ming's rifles, which could give the three demigod-level masters a little threat, but it was only for the three of them to act out of the way and create a little trouble.

Seeing that the Gema monkey was about to be thrown into a puddle of mud, at this moment, a charred and thin figure jumped down from the tree and reached out to grab the body of the Gema monkey.

The two of them shifted their direction and rolled on the ground more than a dozen times in a row, finally dissolving the huge force on the Gema monkey.

Nguyen Qiu!

Polo, Liu Yuewu and the others opened their mouths in surprise, and they shot at the Caucasian people like bullets, Liu Yuewu shouted: "Instructor Ruan, hurry up and save the chief instructor, these three foreign devils are not vicious!" ”

The figure of the Caucasian man flashed several times one after another, and then appeared in front of Ruan Qiu, with condescending arrogance at the corner of his mouth: "Well, interesting, I didn't find you hiding in a tree, it seems that you should be a killer who is proficient in stealth!" ”

Ruan Qiu was silent, and then said thoughtlessly: "Don't bother the chief instructor, he is in the middle of an idea, digesting the precipitation of this big war, and at this moment he has fallen into the realm of forgetting things and me, maybe, the breakthrough he is looking for can be achieved at this moment!" ”

Polo and Liu Yuewu and the others couldn't hear it clearly, and Li Mingjun, Wang Shenggao and the frightened Gema Monkey were immediately shocked.

The martial arts realm of the chief instructor is already close to demonism, and there is a breakthrough, what a mysterious and unpredictable realm will it be?

After listening to Ruan Qiu's words, the three demigod-level masters all glanced at Wang Xiaoshi, who was stunned, and suddenly threw away each other's opponents, dodged Shi Ming and Constance's life-chasing bullets, and rushed towards Wang Xiaoshi in a fit fit.

God has not broken through at this moment, he is already a legendary god, and even his companions who have stepped into quasi-god-level masters have been seriously injured by him, if he breaks through again, then he will have it!

The three demigod-level masters all had the same idea, and they wanted to kill Wang Xiaoshi at this moment when he was thinking in a daze.

However, how can Li Mingjun and others let them succeed?

The three of them were like shadows, following behind the three demigod-level masters, and they were completely in the same way of playing.

Although the martial arts realm of the three demigod-level masters was higher than that of Li Mingjun, when they encountered their desperate fighting style, coupled with the elusive bullets of Constance and Shi Mingshen, they were all close to the point, and in a hurry, they couldn't kill Wang Xiaoshi's side.

Finally, Li Mingjun was kicked in the left leg by a black man, and his body fell out like a kite with a broken string, and the calf bone joint was shattered.

At the same time, Wang Shenggao was also shocked by the white man's punch and flew out, with a bang, knocked down a big tree with a thick hug, and immediately spat blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.

The three demigod-level masters surrounded Wang Xiaoshi in the middle in a ring, and Ruan Qiu, the only one who was not injured, had a cold light shining with a military thorn in his hand, blocking in front of Wang Xiaoshi, and said lightly: "If you want to kill the leader, walk over my corpse!" ”

His voice was soft, calm, and even tinged with a hint of tiredness, but the three masters knew that this dark and thin Asian man was definitely not lying.

And if such a person wants his life, I'm afraid he will have to exchange his life for it.

The killer is already terrifying, and as a killer at the dark level, it is even more terrifying.

However, even so, the three demigod-level masters, none of them could put Ruan Qiu in their eyes, and the black man slowly stepped forward, his hands furrowed: "Since this is the case, I will fulfill you!" ”

"Don't move, let's move and die together!"

Liu Yuewu was covered in bullet chains, carrying a heavy machine gun and walking towards the three of them step by step.

Behind him, there were Shi Ming, Constance, Polo, Xiang Quande and other Ye Lanwei, everyone's footsteps were so neat, holding rifles in their hands, and the muzzles of the black holes were pointing at three demigod-level masters.

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