Hercas looked at all this indifferently, and then retracted the mirror space.

He then pressed his palm against Calafar's chest.

Calafar's face had just returned to normal, and he couldn't react a little.

Hercas glanced at him and spat out a word in a cold voice.

"Get out."

According to the slight force of the fingers on the opponent's chest, there was a bang, and Calafar's chest was directly injured by this palm, and the black-purple energy surrounding the body was completely scattered.

Rumble!

Calafar's body was like a cannonball out of its magazine, blasting directly towards the rear, and the huge force directly distorted the space behind him, almost shattering.

Calafar's power can't cause space to shatter, but Herkas can do it easily.

Although Hercas didn't use much force, it was obviously enough for Calafar to drink a pot.

His body streaked across the void and turned into a black-purple streamer, and it took a lot of effort to stop.

"Abominable"

Calafar's eyes were shocked, and then a sudden anger rose in his heart.

When was he so embarrassed?

Even Noah couldn't make him so embarrassed!

At this time, a strange Ultra warrior who had never even heard of him could beat him like this, which had to make him angry.

It was like throwing his majesty to the ground and stomping on it.

"Bastard!"

Despite losing several shots, Calafar clearly had no intention of stopping.

It seems that the situation of being invincible has made him too arrogant and has lost his due judgment.

Even though he knew that he might not be able to fight, he still had to rush through.

He is empty-eyed, and no one will be allowed to trample on his dignity.

"Give me death!"

Sou!

Calafar roared angrily, waving the black and purple long stick in his hand, a trace of energy wrapped around it, and his body suddenly swooped, ready to attack again.

Hercas flicked his finger and glanced faintly at Karaar.

With Carral's full steam out, he was still so dismissive that it was hard to look at him.

"It's too weak."

He spitted out a word coldly, then tilted his head.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you something"

Halfway through speaking, Hercas's eyes flickered, and he glanced slightly at his body and the other party's body.

Hercas is about 50 meters tall, while Calafal is 100 meters tall, twice as tall as Hercas.

This made Hercas a little uncomfortable.

He paused, then continued.

"I hate fighting people who are taller than me, it makes me uncomfortable."

After speaking, a streamer flashed, and Hercas's figure directly skyrocketed, reaching a height of 100 meters in an instant, which was comparable to Calafar.

Calafar watched all this, and his sprinting body did not stop, but continued to accelerate, and the strength of his hand was a little stronger.

"I'll take care of you! Die to me! ”

Rumble!

Calafar roared, and the long stick in his hand swung in a black-purple arc like a bolt of lightning towards Hercas's body.

Looking at the other party who didn't know what to do, Hercas's eyes were cold.

"I can't help myself."

"Haven't you recognized who you are?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes flashed red.

"Copy!"

This not too loud sound exploded in Calafar's ears like thunder.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The movement of his hands did not stop, and Calafar's eyes looked at Hercas.

I saw that Hercas looked at him with contempt, and just waved his hand lightly, and the faint red energy condensed in his hand, forming a long stick.

It was a long red stick that was 100 meters long, and red energy was entwined around it.

If you look closely, you will see that the shape of this long stick is almost identical to that of the long stick in Calafar's hand, except for the difference in color.

The two sticks are exactly the same except for the color.

"What!"

Calafar was horrified and subconsciously wanted to stop.

But the attack had already been sent, and it was too late for him to stop now.

He could only watch as the black and purple long stick in his hand collided with the other party's red long stick.

Bang!

Under the blow, the two sticks froze with each other for a while, and the place where they hit made a continuous "click" sound.

The long red stick in Hercas's hand was still as hard as ever, but Calafar's was slightly bent.

Who wins and who loses, you can see at a glance.

Carla is clearly already at a disadvantage.

Although the long stick in Hercas's hand was copied from Calafal using his copying skills, the essence of the two sticks can be said to be almost the same, but the energy of the drive is different, and the degree of sturdiness is still about the same.

However, although both sticks are at about the same level, Herkas is significantly stronger than Calafar.

The weapons are the same, but the strength of the user of the weapon is different.

All this is destined to be unable to continue to support Calafar.

Hercas increased the force in his hand slightly.

Rumble!

The red stick in Hercas's hand continued to move forward for a point, and the long stick in Calafar's hand continued to twist backwards.

finally

Bang!

The long stick in Calafar's hand shattered to pieces once more.

"What! How could it be! ”

Calafar watched in disbelief.

His own stick was broken by the "impostor" that the other party stole from the past?

How is this possible!

But in front of him, he couldn't help but believe it.

After the long stick in his hand was shattered, Calafar's figure took a few steps back.

After winning the blow, Hercas waved the red stick copied in his hand and continued to take a step forward, and the stick was directly drawn.

Where the long stick passed, the space was directly shattered, and a trace of black cracks broke out.

Calafal wasn't strong enough to shatter space, but Hurkas could do it.

Bang!

This thunderous red long stick was directly pumped into Calafar's waist, causing his waist to twist suddenly, as if his lumbar vertebrae had been broken, and his waist showed a twisted trend.

"Ahem!"

A painful scream came out of his mouth, and under the explosion of red energy, Calafar's body exploded and flew out directly.

This time, Herkas waited for a long time, but did not see Calafar fly back again.

Hercas scratched his head a little confused, and his fingers grabbed a burst of sparks directly on the hard head.

"He's not going to die, is he?"

Hercas suddenly became a little worried.

The strength he used just now was a little bigger, and he used two-tenths of his own strength, Carafar wouldn't even be able to stop this little bit of strength, and just hang up, right?

How could he say that he was also a great emperor powerhouse, and he would be so vulnerable?

It would be a shame if Calafar was really beaten to death by him with a stick.

After all, it was a strong man at the level of the Great Emperor, and if he could be subdued, he would also be a good subordinate.

Thinking of this, Hercas's figure flickered and flew in the direction of Calafal's being knocked away.

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