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The momentum is still sinking.

Sinking all the time.

It was as if it was going to sink into the ground.

"This punch ......" In the stands, Tiefutu, who was extremely familiar with Li Ba's Demon Fist Road, frowned.

He sensed something was wrong.

This is not the gesture of the white punch.

And at this time, Winnington's riding spear had already arrived in front of Li Bamo.

"Bang-" crashing sound.

Dull like a spear striking a shield.

Unable to puncture.

Around Li Bamo's body, a layer of earthy yellow air like a barrier actually appeared.

This, root, this, no, yes, broken, white, one, punch!

This punch is actually completely close to the floating slaughter of the Iron Floating Slaughter in terms of momentum.

Absolute defensiveness.

Unbreakable.

Tiefutu had no idea when Li Bamo had learned his martial arts techniques.

Even, I can't see through the meaning of Li Bamo's punch at all.

It's terrible.

It's a terrible boxing.

Winnington missed a shot, but was not discouraged, he swirled with a gun in his hand, and fired another shot.

"Qiang-" still not broken.

Wenning fired a third shot.

His whole body danced, and the gun grew more and more.

His gun was originally an indomitable gun.

His martial arts was originally called, Overlord Horizontal Fence.

Since it is a hegemon, how can it take a step back.

You can't take a step back.

You can only enter.

If anyone stands in the way, then step on him.

This is the invincible way of the ten directions.

"Break!" Winnington's spear connected three shots in the air, turning into a little phantom and restricting.

And then with lightning speed, highlight the encirclement!

From an otherwise calm space, piercing.

It's like tearing a flat canvas, a domineering shot.

This shot is actually the surface barrier that has shattered the space.

The space around Wennington has been blurred and shattered to varying degrees.

The ground beneath his feet, deep and shattered.

The air around him, twisted, cracked, and overlapped.

It turned out that this former genius boy had finally broken through the barrier that restricted mortals and stepped into the supreme realm of martial arts.

Broken.

Break the wall with a shot.

This shot.

Li Bamo can no longer stop it.

He didn't stand in the way.

This shot directly pierced the faint layer of earthy yellow barrier in front of Li Bamo's body.

Rushed to his chest.

Straight to his heart.

Kill a shot.

Li Bamo sank, raised his palms, and followed the momentum of the domineering spear, supporting the powerful wall-breaking spear.

It was as if he had opened his chest in welcome to the shot that Wennington had stabbed him.

Incredibly natural.

Naturally, it was as if he was hugging the gun.

Embrace a world.

A raging and furious world.

The next moment.

The world collapsed and collapsed.

A tremendous force erupted between the palms of his chest.

But in the end, this outburst, because of his delicate and delicate every move, all went down his side, passed by, and was sent to the world behind him.

Annihilation.

There were no violent explosions.

Destruction sounds.

When the power reaches an extreme, its destructive power becomes silent.

It's like time and years, all of a sudden, they swallow up too many things.

The space behind Li Bamo disappeared.

Void turbulence.

If it weren't for the presence of a defensive array that was strong enough to resist the thirteenth-order spells, and the timely reaction of the top five seats of the Demonic Warlock Guild to release protective spells.

Maybe.

The entire Central Royal City will collapse because of this spatial collapse, causing the entire void to erode.

The power of Winnington's shot, so fierce, is really staggering.

But such a terrifying shot was easily resolved by Li Bamo in one fell swoop.

So how far has he been strong and how strong has he become?

"What a shot. Li Bamo sighed, he still held the domineering riding spear.

It's just that there is no more violent power on it.

"I'm not as good as you. Wen Nington, who had been neutralized with a furious shot, no longer planned to continue to do it, he listened to Li Bamo's admiration, shook his head, and said four words.

I'm not as good as you.

Then, drawing his gun, he turned around and strode away.

Don't look back.

The results are clear.

Wen Nington's spear exploded, but after all, he was defeated by Li Ba's magic skills.

There was a deathly silence off the field.

But this time, it was not because the Central Federation side lost too badly.

Rather, it was too wonderful to lose.

Winnington can't be said to be strong enough.

He's strong enough, really strong enough.

A shot breaks through the void.

In this world, there are not many people who can do it.

Especially, he is still so young.

But Li Bamo is stronger.

This demon seed from the far other side of the ocean, his strength has reached a terrifying level.

And the simple dialogue between the last two people reflects a sense of heroic sympathy.

Although, one of them is a human and the other is a demon seed.

But heroes, are they also divided into races?

The mood of human beings off the field is mixed.

On the one hand, they witnessed the strength of the human powerhouse, and on the other hand, they lamented that the Central Federation still failed to win one.

"It's so strong. Tiefutu sighed, and before he knew it, he was actually holding the long knife at his waist.

It's really strong.

This Li Bamo.

The last time he was in the abyss, his strength was terrifying.

But the strength he embodies today is far higher than that day.

What kind of monster is this?

"Who else?" Lee's figure steadied in the middle of the field, allowing the void to open and close behind him.

He is no longer as simple as a husband at the moment.

He's a king now.

Everyone had a hunch that this would be the next king.

An incomparably young and incomparably powerful king.

King of the Demon Seed.

A shocking and terrifying piece of bad news.

"I'm coming!" Tiefutu got up, and he finally got up.

He should have gotten up, too.

This battle has been waiting for him for a long time.

He's got to get off, of course he's going to go.

Because they are the ones they are destined for.

He stood up, holding the long knife at his waist, and walked down the platform step by step.

It's like a heavy tower.

Iron Tower Futu.

Don't move.

"I'm ......," he stepped in.

"Teach!"

Even Su Junyan, who was far away in the cage at high altitude, had no expression all the time, and his mood changed a little.

He's looking forward to this showdown on the ground.

Tiefutu, against Li Bamo.

The strongest shield, and the strongest fist.

Whose victory will it take this time?

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In the middle of the night, I actually wrote with enthusiasm, but unfortunately I have to go to work tomorrow.

Slept and slept.

Good night everyone.