"Collapse-" 348th punch. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Li Bamo threw three punches in a row, and the majestic power collided with the riding spear, causing both of them to take two steps back.

Everything around them had already been shattered by their battle, and the walking corpse and the mutated giant ferocious rat had already turned into a pile of unknown objects mixed with rotting dirt.

Wennington lowered the tip of his gun, his face sinking like water, his sneak attack was seamless, he had rubbed a special death powder on his body beforehand to hide his anger, and used the scarlet potion that was produced by the trapping laboratory to attract the free-range creatures of the two research institutes.

Then when Li Bamo was attacked from both sides, he suddenly attacked, whether it was the angle, strength, or timing, it was close to perfect, but he still underestimated Li Bamo.

Underestimating his strength.

He easily blocked the attack of the two research institute-stocked beasts, and at the moment when Wen Nington made a move, he reflexively attacked in the most calm state.

This is an incredibly difficult opponent, more difficult than most of Winnington's previous opponents.

He began to regret his ambush a little, in fact, if he continued to escape, with his strength and the radiation that often disoriented people in the bones, he might not have a chance to get rid of him.

A bad choice.

Wen Nington couldn't help but tighten the riding gun in his hand, his palms were hot, as hot and painful as fire, he actually had the illusion that it was difficult to control the gun in his hand.

"Don't run away! let's have a good fight!" Li Bamo also felt the pain of his fist cracking, but there was endless excitement and fanaticism in his eyes, and the fierce battle always made him forget everything.

What's more, it's still such a wonderful battle!

It's been a long time since I've met such a strong opponent!

It's so strong!

If you can defeat him, you will definitely become stronger!

Thinking like this, his body exuded a higher and more tenacious fighting spirit and harmony.

In this world, qi is something more mysterious and mysterious than spiritual power, and spiritual power can also be explained by meditation accumulation and thinking materialization, but qi is something that completely emanates from the human body for no reason.

It is purely composed of a person's momentum, determination, and will, and is invincible in the world when it is strong, and powerless when it is weak.

This is also the biggest difference between a War Paint Warrior and a Warlock Warlock.

Spiritual power is easy to perceive and acquire, but qi is difficult.

A war pattern warrior can only be called a real strong man if he has his own qi, and he is ridiculously strong!

"Come on!" The momentum on Li Bamo's body rose infinitely, so that it was about to reach a viscous airflow that was almost substantial, and the ground near him began to crack and sink inch by inch, his muscles knotted up one by one, and his red hair pricked up one by one.

This is what he learned in three whole years of studying in the West Gate Night Tower, the way of the strong, the strong!

Only the truly strong should understand and have the truth!

"Go!" he reached out and threw a punch.

With this punch, everything around me seemed to be frozen, and everything became extremely slow.

Only that one fist, as fast as lightning and as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Wen Nington frowned deeply, he knew that this was a sign of a breakthrough, if he let the terrible man on the opposite side cross that door, he would be able to smash other people's realms with one punch, and at that time, unless it was a quasi-king-level powerhouse above the ninth order, no matter how many realm powerhouses came, he would kill them with one punch.

This man is terrible!

But Winnington can't retreat, and at any time it's a narrow road where the brave wins.

Take a step back, and the momentum will drop by one point, and if you drop by one point, you will never come back.

That's losing.

It's death.

Winnington didn't want to die, not to mention, he was also such a strong man!

"Roar—" he let out a low roar, and a wave of pride suddenly welled up in his chest.

The war tattoos depicted on his body are called the Overlord Horizontal Column, and the exercises he practices are called Invincible in the Ten Directions, all of which are invincible and domineering.

There is no retreat, only forward.

"Come on, !!" He stepped hard, the ground under his feet was broken and cracked, and the domineering aura on his body came out, and the thunder patterns on the emperor's riding spear in his hand surged, which actually triggered the vision cloud thunder on this riding spear.

For a moment, lilac lightning spread from the spear, wrapping all the way around Winnington's body.

He shot his gun, and the wind and thunder surged.

One shot, to the fist of the strong.

"When-" roared like a yellow bell.

The strange thing is that there is no too violent energy explosion generated.

The place where that shot and that punch were exchanged was incomparably calm, as if there was no such terrible battle going on at all.

But when they fought for the second time, the mutation finally happened, and the calm surface rippled like a lake, and even produced a slight crack.

This is actually a battle that has reached enough to affect the stability of the space!

"Hahahahahaha

"Take out all your strength and let me feel your strength!" he threw a frantic punch, and by the end, even his fists had the sound of wind and thunder.

Winnington didn't say a word, he was trying to find possible flaws in the other party.

But he found that there is no flaw at all, the other party's thing is very simple, that is, strong, if you are stronger than him, you win, if he is stronger than you, you fall.

In the face of this kind of simplicity, Winnington had no choice.

He can only fight hard, work hard, and defeat him!

"Boom-" another shot.

Wen Nington retreated, put away his gun, calmed down, and gathered momentum.

Then, the gun came out like a dragon!

"Ba-"

"The King—"

"Gun—"

With the last word out, Wen Nington's whole body strength gathered on his right arm, and he used all his strength to push out this gun, and all the thunder and lightning condensed on the surface of the gun.

The entire Emperor Riding Spear tore through the surrounding air and even space like a ferocious purple dragon, and was suddenly pushed out!

This shot is invincible!

Countless rays of light flashed in Li Bamo's crimson eyes for a moment, and then he pulled out his arm and struck a blow.

"Collapse-" annihilation.

Everything, dirt, corpses, the debris of demonic power, fragments of spiritual crystals, dissipated inch by inch in this blow.

Fall.

Lee's pinprickly red hair hung down one by one, and he gasped as his delicate jet-black Templar robes fell like fallen leaves, annihilating to ashes.

His incomparably steady fist trembled at the moment, and he put it down, he looked at the empty front in front of him, and it took a long time to spit out two words: "Happy." ”