In just one face, Heng Yuan, the "phantom" among the five elders of Kongtong, had already scored two points and his head fell to the ground. In an instant, the tragic and rapid change in the scene in front of him shocked Sima Tears, who dominated the west and didn't know how many big scenes he had seen, and he was also shocked on the spot.

But then, Sima Tear had already broken off and shouted, and his hands suddenly twisted. On top of the strange weapon made of the "box", there were two steel rings. As he twisted like this, the two steel rings immediately popped out, and with a "click~", Cheng Li's arms were firmly locked.

The Ring of Infatuation, one of the seven weapons of the past, claims to be firmly locked immediately and will never be let go of whatever it takes. It's like an infatuated woman treats her lover. The weapon assembled by the "box", although it is not a real infatuation ring, can also exert the effect of the infatuation ring, locking Cheng Li's arms and preventing him from moving freely.

In the next moment, the double ring detached from the body of the "box". Sima burst into tears, and slashed sharply, cutting Cheng Li's neck in two.

At the last moment, Cheng Li's legs were vigorous, and he slammed a little on the ground, and when he landed, "boom~" blew the bricks under his feet to pieces, and jumped out of three feet after retreating. The two steel rings wrapped around his wrists were thrown out by him as a hidden weapon, and they were directly taken by Sima Tears.

For a moment of thunder, Sima sank in tears, and the "box" reversed upward, without any error, and happened to be worn between the two steel rings. He spun around like a spinning top, defusing the momentum of the steel ring, and at the same time, there were four consecutive rings of "Titicaca Titicaca~" in his hand. When he turned to face Cheng Li again, the "box" in his hand had changed again.

I saw Sima tear on his hands, holding a spear. The head of the spear also had a hook and sickle, and the blade was covered with spikes, like the fangs of a ferocious beast. Not to mention being stabbed by this spear, even if it is just a light touch, it is enough to tear off a large piece of bloody flesh.

Sima burst into tears, and then his wrist shook sharply, and the spear turned into a series of cold rays, flying wildly within two feet in front of him. Just like locusts flying in the sky, frantically attacking all the fatal points on Cheng Li's body.

The tip of the spear cracked through the air, inspiring a sharp whistling sound like a ghost crying god, shocking the audience. The true qi of the inner family who has spent decades of life is all condensed on the gun. Each blow is enough to pierce through the stone, and even a heavy iron plate can easily pierce a large hole. If it is pierced on the human body, it will definitely kill you on the spot, and the gods will not be able to save it.

There is no vanity under the fame. Kongtong's name of "stealing" resounded all over the world, and it was indeed a superior skill and a pioneer. And his "box" has changed a lot, and it is even more capable of being able to do it, and it is extremely powerful.

When it was too late, it was too fast, and a whisper that seemed inaudible sounded between Cheng Li's arms, and even the powerful wind-breaking sound of the Zhangba spear could not be concealed. Immediately afterwards, I saw Cheng Li's arms spinning, like a dragon going to sea, Dapeng spread his wings, and suddenly slashed at the Zhangba spear with his arm blade.

"Click~" sounded softly, and the Zhangba spear was suddenly cut in two. But before half of the spear landed, Sima Tear had already grabbed the half of the spear with his backhand and accurately grabbed it. It was "Titicac~" again, and it turned into both left and right hands, each holding a nine-foot short gun.

Sima burst into tears, and his body jumped sideways like lightning to the left and right, and every time he changed, he brought up the shadow of guns in the sky. Like a torrential rain and a violent wind, he attacked Cheng Li from different angles.

Cheng Li stood still, waving his arms at will, seemingly unsuccessful. But no matter how Sima Tear attacked, the sharp blade on the arm armor could always cut the blade of the spear just right, and forcibly blocked the spear from the door, making it difficult for him to pass half a step beyond the thunder pool.

At this point, Sima Tear has been riding a tiger hard. He gritted his teeth and desperately urged Gu to maintain the violent offensive on the gun, while secretly complaining. Because a reckless attack like this is the most exhausting of true qi. If you continue like this, after less than a hundred moves, you will be exhausted, and when the time comes, you only need to show a little gap, and Cheng Li will definitely take advantage of it. put yourself to death.

If you don't change your move, you're waiting to be killed. Sima tearfully turned his heart and decided to change his strategy. He roared wildly, and his left and right hands were closed to the middle, and immediately merged into a spear. Then swept through thousands of troops, waved a gun to stop the waist and swept away.

The strong wind brought up when the Zhangba spear swept away blew the clothes of Sima Tear and Cheng Li's enemies and us into a hunting sound. Cheng Li snorted softly, and stretched out his hand to pat again, to first unload the spear and hit it hard, and then take the spear with Da Ziyang's hand and take advantage of the situation to counterattack.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Li's palm was slapped, and he felt light and effortless, and he slapped it empty. Then the human figure flashed in front of him, as if there was a large thick black cloud, splitting into the plane.

Cheng Li's backarm blocked the frame, collided with the black cloud, and a loud sound of "dang~" broke out on the spot. Cheng Li felt a huge force like a flash flood, and he swept up his body violently. On the spot, he took a step back. The black clouds were as swift as light smoke, and they slammed past.

Only then did Cheng Li see clearly, it turned out that at this moment, Sima Xi had once again changed the shape of the weapon in his hand, from a long spear to a large shield that was as thick as a turtle shell, but the surface was full of spikes. The shield was surrounded by silver and sharp, like a sharp axe.

In Sima Tear's hand, this big shield was completely light as nothing, like a weightless cloud of black smoke. It can attack from almost any angle, at any speed. Sometimes it pushes like a wheel, and sometimes it looks like Mount Tai pressing on the top. The moves are endless, ever-changing, and people are stunned to watch.

But Cheng Li took a step back, and then stopped retreating. With a snap of his fingers, his legs flexed slightly, and he suddenly struggled hard. With the help of this explosive propulsion, the whole person flew into the air, completely overriding Sima Tear's head, and also avoided all the moves of the big shield.

When there was no room for it, Cheng Li spun sharply in the air, and his feet were supported on the roof beams, like thunder in the sky, and he swooped down in the air. The blade above his right arm flickered with cold light, like the fangs of a fierce beast, and he couldn't wait to drink human blood.

Sima burst into tears and shouted, "It's a good time!" He raised his arms high with a large shield to protect the top of his head, and waited for the battle. He knew that the power of this volley attack was overbearing, but if he couldn't kill the enemy after a single blow, he would be exposed and could only be slaughtered. Therefore, this kind of move is a sacrificial technique that must not be used recklessly unless it is forced to do so.

For his "box", Sima Tear is absolutely confident. He was convinced that the shield he had assembled with the "box" would definitely be able to block Cheng Li's dive attack. Then, the end of Cheng Li, the "Black Evil God King", arrived.

It was like a thunderbolt in the nine heavens, and a thunderbolt exploded. Say it's too late, that's too fast. The lightning and the black cloud collided suddenly, but to anyone's surprise, they didn't make any sound.

The next moment, lightning "pierced" through the black clouds. Cheng Li slid diagonally for more than a dozen steps, bent his knees on one leg, landed safely, pressed the ground with his left hand and raised his right arm, like a statue inlaid in "eternity", immovable, immortal.

In the silence, Sima turned around in tears and turned back. His eyes were fixed on Cheng Li, and the muscles on his cheeks were throbbing, as if he wanted to speak. But before the words came out, a red thread had already appeared at the center of his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, Sima Tear's whole person took this red silk as the dividing point, divided into two, and fell left and right. The heart, which remained in the left half of the chest, also stopped beating forever.