The delicate fist entwined with flames and thunder slammed into Su Xing's forehead, exploding a brilliant star, and his body leaned back slightly, but he didn't move half a step under his feet. Light blue translucent palms emerged from behind him, slapping the girl in front of him shrouded in rage, slapping her in the sky like a BrahMos doing Brownian motion.

"Is that all there is to it?" Raising his hand and wiping his forehead, looking at the little black ash marks stained on his fingertips, Su Xing's face was expressionless, "This level of attack is not at all in line with the identity of a source consciousness." Rough, direct, unaesthetically devoid and, more importantly, so weak!"

He was silent for a moment, and then, a thunderous roar resounded through the sky, sweeping away the clouds as far as his eye could see: "Push harder! Otherwise, I won't feel the anger in your heart at all!"

For Su Xing now, the so-called shackles have lost their effect after he realized his existence, although he didn't feel any specific difference from before, but at least now he can be serious - angry!

The Heavenly Realm had already been left behind by the two of them, and now they were in the range of the order field close to the periphery of the Heavenly Court God Domain, and then there were thousands of kilometers away, which was the spatial reaction armor and the semi-orderly and semi-void environment on the outside. And here, the two people who are gradually starting to be ignited by each other's anger are finally able to let go of their hands and fight properly, without worrying about tearing the heavens apart.

Although Su Zhenxue's fist was weak and lackluster, Su Xing himself did not show any better performance. Relying on his height advantage, he also waved his fists and fought with her to the flesh.

A femtosecond is a trillionth of a second, and in this almost close to zero time, the girl's fist has undergone 77,000 acceleration processes, from the normal human fist speed at the beginning to infinitely close to the speed of light, turning into a mass of pitch black that moves slowly but firmly towards his left side of his face in Su Xing's field of vision, and the mass is converted into energy, and it is restored to her fist by being unreasonably fixed.

At the moment when Su Xing blinked, hundreds of billions of fist shadows were layered into a white and smooth wall of infinity, and they slapped at him! In the face of this kind of attack, Su Xing, who was beginning to 'rage', of course, could only fight back with a faster and stronger fist!

Now that you're in femtosecond time, I'm going to go one step further and punch you in every gap in quantum time, and since your fist is close to the speed of light, I'm going to redefine the upper limit of the speed of light here. All of this is just for the sake of throwing this punch!

Using the power of the Heavenly Monarch to distort the rules, Su Xing's right arm was completely wiped out at this moment, replaced by a colorful black light that did not exist at the level of the current order at all. It was only so thin, not even as thin as Su Zhenxue's tail finger, and with a slight flick of its fingers, it scattered like a bright galaxy. The figure suddenly stopped at a distance of only an arm's length from Su Xing, and the white wall of light also drifted away for a moment, she trembled and pressed her right hand on her face, and said in disbelief: "You, actually really hit me?"

A radial tear that only existed in the conceptual perspective took the girl's eyebrows as the endpoint, tearing a huge scar stretching for thousands of kilometers in the order field, and fortunately, the outside of the order field originally had the effect of providing a place for the Heavenly Monarchs to fight, and the strength of the 'order' was strengthened to an extremely exaggerated level, which avoided being directly pierced into the void by Su Xing's punch that was enough to hit the non-physical environment.

"Your next sentence shouldn't be 'I've grown so big, even my dad hasn't beaten me'!" curled her middle finger, and her left hand flicked lightly on her forehead, and in the faint sound of fine peeling, the incomparably slender cracks centered on that point, cutting her whole body like a porcelain doll that was broken and glued together.

"Now I can finally confirm that 14 million years later, I am no longer me. ”

"Isn't this kind of thing obvious from the beginning?"

An ordinary wooden door appeared beside him, the door still exuded a strange smell of freshly painted paint, an orange helmet on his head was crooked, and the one hanging around his neck was replaced by a whistle, and he was still wearing iron gray overalls. I said Xiao Su, you have to take responsibility for this incident. ”

"What's the big deal!" 0758, who had been absent for a long time, then came out of the wooden door, and she slapped Su Xing's other shoulder hard, "Well done, boy, don't embarrass me, this punch has the style of a successful one-on-one one-fifteen face slap when I was 1,120 years old." ”

"Pull it down!" Before he could finish speaking, 0758 was forcibly dragged away by five or six arms, and he didn't know where to stuff it. Surrounded by more than a dozen incarnations with and number 4357, the master craftsman-type Kazari-Gaiichi who were dressed similarly.

"You've really added a lot of work to us this time, Xiao Su. ”

"Yes, yes, this wound is very troublesome to repair, no, super troublesome! In my opinion, it will take at least five years to repair, maybe ten years. ”

"It makes sense, it seems that how to report the budget for this fiscal year has to go back to study and discuss, discuss and discuss, and we must ensure that the quality of repair can be guaranteed, but we must not make a tofu scum project, which will be worthy of the reputation of our Ministry of Construction!"

You and I, the wind chirped as they pulled out various tools to measure the giant scar.

4357 patted Su Xing's shoulder and sighed: "I haven't seen such a big tear for a long time, even when those battle maniacs were still there, I haven't seen them hit such deep scars, your punch on the extraterritorial battlefield is enough to blow up half of a demon god." Although there is no difference between hitting half and not hitting. But I still want to congratulate you, with this punch, you have successfully stepped into the '10 billion club' that currently has only 15 members. ”

"What's that?"

"A fine of 10 billion, what else?"