When I was young, there were always two mountains in my heart, and even if the sky fell, I felt that I could still grow happily in the valley.

These two mountains, one is my master and the other is Uncle Hui.

In fact, when Xiao Laoba was on the line between life and death just now, when Uncle Hui arrived in time, I was inexplicably at ease, because he was a big mountain, and in my heart he would not fall, well, at most I could recover by eating an egg.

Therefore, I have always believed that even this man who claims to be a god will not be as easy as he shows when facing Uncle Hui, and in the end, Uncle Hui can successfully hold the time for us, so that Master and I can calmly complete this world and step, and he will be fine.

Yes, as I judged, God was not easy, even though his body was surrounded by his reinforced barriers, it was still his soul power that maintained it, so he was so slow to raise one arm and stretch out a finger at the moment

It's just that compared with the shocking fist just now, ordinary people may seem a lot calmer, but I seem to be trembling slightly, because the river of destiny that has been hovering above him has begun to become less calm, just like a gust of wind blowing on the surface of the quietly flowing river, and the flowing water in the river begins to 'go wild'.

Uncle Hui is less than half a meter away from God, at this moment, the muscles of his whole body are moving regularly and rhythmically, I can clearly see that he is squeezing his soul power at the limit, and even the vitality force, and then gathering on his fists.

Compared to God's slow motion, Uncle Hui's movements were always a little faster, and before God could fully raise his arms, all his strength had been gathered on his fists.

With a distance of less than half a meter, only one step is needed, Uncle Hui did not be impatient, but took a step calmly.

At that moment, Uncle Hui, who had originally become tall and mighty due to secret techniques, fell back in momentum, and changed into his usual appearance again, a bald old monk who looked sparse and ordinary, but his clenched fists were 'heavy' that people didn't dare to face.

"It's just three punches." Uncle Hui stood in front of God, then raised his arm and said this sentence lightly.

The god's facial muscles trembled slightly, and then showed that haughty and calm again.

At this time, Uncle Hui reminded me of a person, the ferryman who used to be in the Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts, he once hit ten suffocating punches in the Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts, he was Uncle Hui's master, he was entangled in a grudge with a person named Ning Zhifeng, the only thing he was more unfortunate than Uncle Hui was that Uncle Hui's partner was my master, and he

I haven't had time to tell Uncle Hui about this yet, but when he sees Hui Gen'er, Hui Gen'er will tell him, right?

When Master and I stepped to the Kaiyang position, Uncle Hui threw a punch, without amazing momentum, without that exaggerated back swing shape, just an ordinary raised arm, but when the fist came into contact with the barrier of God, it violently blew a whirlwind like a tornado, hulala blew across this ancient and silent starry sky, blew off the blood beads on me and Master, and blew something called friendship and responsibility, floating in the air.

How can it be so simple to punch with his own life force, knowing that even if he can stop the footsteps of God, it is a great thing, but he is still so persistent in wanting to hurt that god, even a little, in order for me and Master to be able to relax at that time, and a trace of hurt doesn't it represent a glimmer of hope?

'Boom', after the strong wind, the crisp sound of shattering resounded through the platform, and after a punch, the barrier of the gods began to shatter, like the film hidden in the depths of my soul, full of cracks.

"Hahaha" Uncle Hui smiled so heartily, he wouldn't give God a chance, almost in the blink of an eye, his arm was raised, and the second punch was waved lightly and lightly.

At this time, God's arm was raised to the position of his chest.

This time, there was silence for half a second, just as Master and I stepped on the star position of Kaiyang and lifted our left foot, but we couldn't fall for a long time.

The pressure is huge, this time it is not from the top down, but every gap around us is full of this pressure, there is no escape, there is no escape, there is no way to escape, there is no dead end, as long as we act, this pressure will be squeezed in the direction of our action, at this time, I feel like I am stepping on a huge monster that is constantly jumping, I am going to be lifted by it.

And if I am successfully lifted away by it, in the judgment of consciousness, it will be the best result, if I force it down, the pressure of the reaction will break my soul.

However, Master and I have to step down, whether it's me or him, if one person successfully steps on this step, then the pressure on the other person will be reduced a lot, after all, two people stepping together, one person bears the pressure of two people, if you step down, the pressure will be reduced.

But how do you step on it? This time, do you still want Master to stand in my way?

Obviously, Master has this in mind, and I feel that he is working hard for it, and I have dried blood clots on my body, and it is very uncomfortable to stick to my body, like wearing a thin layer of armor to restrain myself, and I really want to break it, but now I feel a little blood on a certain piece of my back, moist and sticky

It's not me, it's the master, and finally, he also appeared in the same 'embarrassment' as before, and his whole body was crushed by the pressure to 'shatter', and blood slowly flowed out.

At the same time, a violent gust of wind blew from all directions, and at once it blurred my eyes, and in the midst of this cry, I heard the sound of debris falling to the ground, as if it were the beginning of a piece of music, and when the first note jumped out, it meant that the piece was about to continue.

The second and third pieces are in the wind of the call sign, and the crisp sound of the splinters falling to the ground is getting clearer and clearer, just like the music played by a beautiful wind chime.

In the confusion, I couldn't see the surrounding scenery clearly, and even because of the angle, I didn't know what happened to Uncle Hui at all, but at this moment, my consciousness wanted to know what was going on very strongly, and then the confrontation between God and Uncle Hui really appeared in my mind.

The barrier of God was broken, and it was really completely broken by Uncle Hui At this moment, it was shattering one by one, and then began to collapse in a large area.

I thought God's expression would be a little frightened, but I saw that his slender fingers had pointed to Uncle Hui's chest, which looked plain and shocking, could it be because of the kind of control expression on his face?

I don't know, but I see Uncle Hui once again covered in blood at this moment, and Master is really such a partner? When my master was covered in blood, he became like this again? Even more embarrassed than my master, just because the fist can sometimes be regarded as a firearm, the more powerful the firearm, the greater the recoil, Uncle Hui's punch is full of power, and his body also bears the relative force, so the blood vessels burst.

Not only the capillaries, judging from the speed of the blood flow on his body, some large blood vessels also ruptured, and the blood slid through his muscle lines, this tragedy, but it couldn't hide his hearty laughter, and then, the other arm threw towards God without warning!

Compared with the blandness of the first two punches, this punch is like a standard action in a martial arts movie, fast and ruthless, full of power.

The wind has passed, and the world has regained its clarity again, and I expect this punch to have another amazing effect, because the angry eyes behind Uncle Hui driven by this punch also disappeared at once, and when he threw a punch, a phantom of King Kong appeared on his arm, and his eyes were angry as if they were about to spew flames.

I remembered the ferryman's last punch, wrapped around a real Huaxia dragon Sure enough, he was his disciple, so he also made such a suffocating punch.

However, in the face of such an attack, God's expression was light, and only two words came out of his mouth: "Deprivation!" ”

Is it to deprive what? I didn't have time to react, I saw Uncle Hui's punch that couldn't be contained at all, and it suddenly stayed in mid-air, if it was me before, I wouldn't know what happened, but at this moment, I saw it clearly.

God's finger is like a black hole, everything condensed in Uncle Hui's fist, whether it is soul power, skill power, or vitality, begins to be withdrawn by God's seemingly plain finger, and it is extracted at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, the river of fate that roared in the sky began to roll down, and with the terrifying roar of fate, it suddenly fell behind the god and almost became one with the god, as if the river was his 'divine light'.

And the power that Uncle Hui was taken away was transmitted to the river of fate through a finger of God.

At that moment, Uncle Hui's face seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden, and he was suddenly haggard I don't know how many times, he raised his eyes, as if looking at the void in the distance, and said in a tired voice: "If I had been faster, I would have succeeded." ”

"How is that possible?" God's voice was cold and unforgiving.

Uncle Hui was irrepressibly like Xiao Laoba, and fell forward!