One blow hit, a page of the book ran through the chest and back of the disaster alone with one hand, but the heart shouted that it was not good. The part of the arm that remained in the body of the Disaster Alone was as if it had been bitten by countless fangs, and it was impossible to move. And Fang Cai, who was still flustered, was full of madness in his eyes at the moment: "Hehe, nuclear shock, sub-maximum equivalent!" ”

As if coming out of a pocket, a big slit opened in the back of the "Woe Lone Walk", and the Woe Lone Walker was more than one smaller, and he hurriedly retreated. And the page of the stroke is very sharp, and the palm is like a knife, slashing at the left elbow.

There was a bang, shaking the heavens and the earth. Woe Lone slapped the flying sand with his palm, stroked his palm and clapped it three times in a row, "Papapa," "So decisive!" Good bearing! A strong man breaks his wrist, and he can't do it unless he has great perseverance and will. But today you will definitely die, and I will remember that there was an opponent like yours who almost killed me. ”

The dust and mist dissipated, and a page of the book did not make a word, but used his right hand to connect several large points around his body to stop Bobo's blood. As for the left arm, the fake body that had long accompanied the disaster turned into a ball of minced meat. "In the past, the Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle, and today a page of the book breaks his arm to eliminate demons, even if he dies, he dies as he deserves! It's just that it's too early to say, the winner is not decided, and the recruit is coming! ”

The body is not short, the momentum of a page of the book is in danger, and the monstrous war spirit is like galloping thousands of horses, rushing to the disaster alone. Woe alone looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha! Today's battle is really the most enjoyable battle I have ever had since I was born. "It is not an invincible enemy, it is not a chaotic and noisy battlefield, there is no restriction on merit, there is no conspiracy in advance. There are only evenly matched opponents, for a warrior, is there a better battle than this? However, with this mentality, it also shows that it is already an "endless period of one step", and the more deeply affected by this world.

"Breaking the Storm: In the Blood Mist! Young Buddhas, when the blood mist is shrouded, it will interfere with the transmission of power, and if you don't retreat at the moment, there will be no chance to ask for help. "The shattered body was used as waste, and the calamity alone was lifted with one palm, turning into a blood mist that diffused the heavens and the earth. A page of the book felt a little bloody in my breath. "Oh Oo Oo" connects the chest and lungs, the ground cang, and the intersection of the eight veins of the strange meridians in Zhen Yu, the rivers and lakes are sinister, and the four mediums of water, gas, wind and flowers are all poisons that must be guarded against.

Layers of fog rise, it is difficult to stop the sharp eyes of the two masters, the moment the eyes are met, the palm is fast, and the legs are fast! The hands are two doors, and they all hit people with their feet. The missing page of the portal has no money for defense, and today's demon elimination is only offensive and attacking! The horizontal legs are like sticks, the feet are like axes, and they go back and forth repeatedly without leaving the key point of disaster.

"The trapped beast is still fighting!" The bones stretch like a sword, and the tendons stretch like fencing. Armed like a hedgehog, he oozed dripping light yellow liquid, which was the world's strange poison "eighteen and a half layers" that made the Buddha Emperor of the Nine Realms extremely painful. A page of the book was hit hard with both feet, but it was in vain. "Whether you hit me, or if I hit you, you will suffer, you have no chance of winning, swear today not to participate in this battle again, I can let you go." A bone mask wrapped half of Woe Duxing's head, and the two pieces of the eyebrows were set up like a "V" in the sky, and Woe Duxing's voice was muffled. This body is white, with spikes coming out of the joints, and the tail of the knuckles sticking out of the back, I don't know that I think that King Frieza and his relatives have come to the thunderbolt.

"It's useless to say more, if you take a step back from a page of the book today, you will kill yourself on the spot. Demon, do you think you don't have weaknesses? The index and middle fingers were like pliers pulling out a few tiny bones that had been pierced into the legs, and the poisoned page wiped the cold sweat from his head with his only remaining right hand. It is clear that there is a scene of heroic twilight, but there is a spark of victory burning in the eyes of a page of the book. "Next, let's see how the poor monk defeats you!"

"Won't you feel pain?" "If you can't get rid of demons, the hearts of the people in the world will be even more painful!"

After the puzzle, there was an even more frantic engagement. Stimulated by a page of the book, the scourge alone pulled out his usual bone halberd, and the page of the book also attracted the dust that had just been blown up, and the third round began.

Woe alone wields the halberd like a rainbow, and the miserable white afterimage is layered in front of a page of the book, but the dust of a page of the book is the same as the point of the bone halberd. "Missing my hand is your biggest weakness."

Woe Lone looked at him with a blank look, and his free hand struck the left side of a page that was difficult to defend against. "Die."

Unexpectedly, a page of the book is not flustered, the right hand is sent, the dust is volleyed into the air, the thousands of dust are reversed in the disaster alone and the broken arm, and the page of the book Buddha Yuan is full of a wave of force!

Covering his right eye, his left eye was unbelievably humiliated, unbelievably stunned, in a good situation, he was actually blown out by the monk opposite with a dust rod! Under the action of the body, the eyes can grow in a short time, but the humiliation of being slapped in the face can only be washed away by the blood of the enemy.

"Your poor fighting skills make the poor monk laugh." One blow is hit, thousands of miles away, a page of a book is never greedy, just looking at the recovery ability of the disaster alone, the will is as firm as a page of a book, and the corners of the mouth can't help but feel a little numb.

"You've me off!" Feeling the contemptuous gaze of a page of the book, Woe Lone gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and shook it again in the air. "Break the storm and burn the city!" The violent reaction caused the blood mist that was rapidly releasing its own energy to sneer, and then the scorching hell that descended on the human world followed.

The indiscriminate high-heat attack, unlike the locust tree brothers who are strolling in the secluded capital, this time the disaster is also in the blood mist. Under the heat of thousands of degrees, the bone shell of the lonely calamity also became a charred black. "Hmph, are there no bones left?"

"Good chance!" Suddenly, the sky shouted, and the frightened calamity alone couldn't come out of a cold sweat and condensed on the bone shell. What a sight that was.

A man who seemed to have shed a layer of skin burned by the heat killed him in mid-air. 'Didn't you have a broken hand?' Aren't you poisoned? Aren't you burned like this? Why aren't you afraid of pain! Why is there such a shining light in your eyes? ’

All doubts end in severe pain. The sudden pain interrupted the counterattack of the lonely calamity, and also interrupted the thoughts of the lonely calamity. Woe Lonely lowered his head with difficulty, and the four bone spurs in his chest were clearly inserted there.

"How did you find out? I'm also afraid of my own toxins. "I was hit hard, but I didn't know the answer.

The body scorched by the fire cracks and emits dripping body fluids, which then evaporate under the action of high temperatures and make a "snorting" sound. Even the page of the book whose vocal cords were burned raised his right hand, which was not like a human hand, and lifted the only remaining three powers in his body, "Let me tell you before I die, I know from seeing your eyebrow bones, those venoms, you don't dare to let them flow into your eyes, and when you use this trick,"

"You knew your chance was coming?"

"Yes, your bones are not weakly defended."

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that the last person to help you was me, you are really a difficult opponent, lose to you, I have nothing to say, do it." The nerves are paralyzed, and the scourge of not being able to control the spine is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for the judgment of fate.

'It's weird, I'll be resurrected on Nu Rong, wait for me to come back and take revenge, next time I won't be so careless. ’