Hell Ghost God Fist?

With his soft shout, it was rapid and continuous, dizzying, drowsy, and seemed to have strange sound waves even when he spoke.

Yao Qian saw a huge ghostly ghost god emitting yin qi jumping out in front of him, with a black face and fangs, a ghostly aura, teeth and claws, and pounced on him viciously.

The ghost door is open, and the ghosts and gods are haunted.

Bang!

The huge yin qi covered the sky, and suddenly it seemed that even the surrounding temperature had dropped to the cold winter wax moon, and the whole body was cold.

The ghost god in front of him was malicious and slaughtered.

Bang!

At the critical moment, Yao Gan used the magic bull energy, his whole body was full of qi and blood, his brain suddenly cleared, and his eyes radiated a clear sight.

Worship the Buddha!

His palms were like red jade, the essence and blood were gathered in his palms, his hands were folded, and his face was pious, like an old monk sitting still.

In the next breath, the palms staggered, turning into a palm knife, stabbing the opponent's fist, his face was hideous, piercing the air, like the most terrifying blade, like a demon slaying King Kong.

"Kill!"

With a wild roar, the Hell Ghost God Fist and the Heart Destroying Palm collided together.

Bang!

The two collided, and there was a loud bang, which shook the ground slightly, as if there was an earthquake in the distance, implicating here.

Rumble!

The aftermath of the collision radiated out, sending out a series of explosions, as if a bomb had exploded nearby.

Yao Qian's footsteps 'kicked and kicked' and took a few steps back, only to feel a sharp pain in his arm, as if he had broken a bone.

The opponent's fists are infinitely powerful, like ghosts coming out of hell, and they have been tempered to the extreme.

Step on!

Yao Qian stepped deep into the dirt, and the surroundings under his feet exploded one after another, and his body stopped, his face was slightly pale, but it disappeared in a flash, and it instantly regained its ruddyness.

Retracted his arm, and the blood qi in his palm was completely dispersed under this punch, and even the bone joints were clearly visible.

His face was a little gloomy, and his eyes narrowed to the other's eyes.

At this time, Jia Pengyou's eyes were extremely terrifying, exuding extreme oppression and murderous intent, Yao Qian only felt that he was in hell, surrounded by thousands of ghosts.

The thought suddenly popped up in my heart, wanting to turn around and leave this place and flee far away.

But he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and under the stimulation of severe pain, he recovered in the next moment, and the thoughts in his heart disappeared.

His face was extremely ugly, and he almost fell into the other party's way just now.

If he escaped, although there would be no trauma on his body, his heart would be left with holes, his foundation would be missing, and even like the seeds of fear he left in the hearts of those four people, it would take root and sprout.

Gritting his teeth and creaking, his face was distorted, and he stomped on the ground fiercely under his feet, and the man shot out like a sharp arrow.

Boom!

The sound of the knife is like a sound in the heart.

A flash of blood flashed, and the person had already come to Jia Pengyou's side.

The tiger jumps over the stream, the white tiger holds the corpse, and the elephant wins the lion, all kinds of knife techniques are displayed in his hands, and the footsteps are even more open and close, and every time the knife is cut out, it is a sharp sonic boom, as if the air has been cut by him, making a whining sound.

However, Jia Pengyou did not change his color at all, and even had a smile on his face, looking leisurely and easy.

At this time, he is like a real martial arts master, unfathomable, and Yao Qian is just a fledgling rookie in the rivers and lakes, using his mantis arm as a car, and he can't measure himself.

Hell Ghost God Fist?

Jia Pengyou threw another punch, a simple punch, but it swept away many visions.

Hell is empty, and the world is full of ghosts and gods.

Everywhere there was fighting and killing, and the tragedy was terrible, hell descended on the earth, and the world also turned into a real purgatory.

Yao Qian only felt that he was surrounded by many ghosts and gods, and he bombarded together, oppressing to the extreme, and he was going to die in the next second.

He hurriedly roared, the blood rushed to his brain, the essence blood flowed, and the blood killing knife in his hand slashed out again.

Aggressive, aggressive!

The blades of the blades clashed against the opponent's fists, but they made a sound like hardwood.

With his strength, he couldn't even penetrate into the flesh and blood of the other party.

His face changed again and again, his body jumped again and again, and he kept fighting, but after dozens of breaths, the bodies of the two had already hit the edge of the cave from outside the cave to the edge of the cave's collapse.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The two kept fighting between the rocks, and the boulders were blown up by them, like two raging beasts, which shook the eardrums of everyone around them.

Looking at the scene in the field, even those fast catchers and officials forgot to shoot for a while.

It's just too fierce and terrifying.

It wasn't until the figures of the two were gradually shrouded in thick smoke and dust that they reacted.

They glanced at each other, all dumbfounded.

However, at this time, there were explosions in the thick smoke and dust, and a large number of small gravel shot out like raindrops, and the two figures were faintly seen constantly interlacing and colliding, and a muffled and dull sound continued to explode in the ears.

In the smoke and dust, as more and more boulders exploded, pieces of blood were revealed, and some broken corpses that had been crushed by the boulders could already be faintly seen.

These gravels are all the crushed bodies that have been crushed by the boulders after Chen Shen was killed just now, and they have not yet been fully revealed, and the blood qi that has soared into the sky has already diffused out.

Smelling this blood, Jia Pengyou's face, which was still at ease, sank slightly, and the strength and frequency of his attacks accelerated a lot.

One after another, the fist techniques of the ghosts and gods smashed down, and Yao Qian was completely crushed into powder!

But at this moment, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Yao Gan's mouth, seeing Jia Pengyou's punch, his body dodged, but he stepped on several stones under his feet, and his body was unstable, and his reaction was a little slower.

Jia Pengyou immediately seized the opportunity, his body was like a ghost and a god, snatched out, and smashed it down with a punch.

Rumble!

Yao Gan's body was directly blasted out like a cannonball, smashed into the rolling rocks, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, spilling all over his face, looking extremely embarrassed.

With one punch, Jia Pengyou did not hesitate, his body was like a dragon and snake, and he followed closely and slaughtered Yao Qian.

Just when he came to Yao Gan's face, he punched him again, and he was about to smash his head.

The fist in Yao Qian's pupils became bigger and bigger, and he was about to fall, but the corners of his mouth showed a sneer.

"Bad ......"

Jia Pengyou's heart fell, and his body was about to retreat.

But it was too late.

The hands that crushed into the boulder suddenly stretched out, but his two arms were dyed with red, and the essence blood was majestic, and a breath of essence blood rushed into the sky.

Jia Pengyou's face changed.

Bang......

The heart-destroying palm slapped out, like a stormy wave, and in the center of the palm, the essence and blood condensed into a blood-colored ball, which hit Jia Pengyou's chest.

Zizizizi!

The majestic essence blood squeezed into Jia Pengyou's body, and immediately his face was distorted, and he let out a terrible scream, and even his face changed in an instant.