Chapter 991: End of battle
The magic soldiers in the Shenbing Pavilion have a memory inheritance, which is transmitted when the holder touches or uses them, and also has a binding effect.
After the Purple Demon King brought Hell's Fury, he immediately acquired the usage method.
The method of use is very simple, just infuse the power into the fist and rely on the gloves to blast out.
and so.
After receiving the memory, the Purple King Demon King faced down the axe light. Instead of avoiding it, he gathered strength and double fists and launched a bombardment!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Howling winds shattered space.
"Oh my God!"
Mu Chengzhu and others suddenly narrowed their eyes!
They could personally feel that the power of the Purple Demon King's fists was significantly more explosive than before!
Is it because of pink gloves? Is it a very high level treasure?
"Hmm! Hmm!"
The sound of the explosion was still being transmitted. The streamers gathered by the tomahawk were all broken by punches. The space was also broken by the energy.
"Woohoo ——————"
The cold wind blew, blowing away the purple hair of the owner of Zitang, showing his face full of pride.
For this pink glove, he resisted at first, but when he took it out, he fisted out and felt his power was greatly enhanced.
Cool!
Comfortable!
"brush!"
At this moment, the battlefield ghost split down with a tomahawk, condensing a strong streamer again.
"boom!"
The Purple King Demon King raised his fist to meet him, and the demon's qi was gathered under the blessing of the fist, which gathered huge fist marks and directly broke the light that tore the space!
"Brush! Brush! Brush!"
Burst flew away, close to the ghosts of the battlefield instantly, pink fist prints diffused instantly.
"Boom Boom —————"
The dense fist prints, like shells, blasted on the red armor, causing the other party to constantly retreat, and finally slammed on the ground in the distance, and the chest plate was concave.
"Yes, yes!" The monarch smiled.
Previously, it was difficult to shake the ghost armor on the battlefield with your fists, but after bringing the exclusive **** soldier, it was able to sag it.
Ten thousand points of contribution value did not die!
"brush!"
The Purple King Demon King rushed away, stagnated above the target, and could not help but raise his fists towards the bottom.
"Whoo!"
"Woohoo!"
The pink fist prints like love formed a torrential rain and blasted on the ghosts of the battlefield fiercely.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
"Kakaka ————————"
The dust is flying and the ground is cracking!
"This ..." Han Chengzhu and others were startled.
"boom!"
After the last punch was blown down, the ground finally stopped trembling, and as the dust gradually dispersed, the ghost of the battlefield was sunk in the deep pit, and the ground cracked around, extending hundreds of feet away!
This is still the ground of the battlefield of the plane is strong enough, instead of the starburst continent, so crazy outbreak, the scope will only be wider.
"ended?"
"That guy's gloves must be a god!"
Seeing the ghosts of the battlefield lying in the deep pits no longer moving, the Lord of Han Cheng and others jumped.
Just now, obviously falling into the downwind, putting on gloves instead gave the opponent a violent meal, which only allowed them to guess, and the equipment level was extremely high.
"Kaka."
At this moment, the ghost lying on the battlefield in the deep pit shook slightly, and then ‘咻’ flew up and hung ten feet away from the Purple King Demon King.
Although the crimson armor he wore had several sunken boxing marks, from the twinkling light of his eyes, nothing seemed to happen.
The Purple King Demon King widened his eyes.
He blasted out so many punches one after another, and the opponent was still able to act, which hurt his self-esteem!
"Whoo!"
Suddenly, the ghost of the battlefield raised his head, and a red line appeared on the skin that was not covered by the armor. The whole body was suddenly shrouded in red light, as if turned into a fireman.
"brush!"
Disappeared out of thin air.
"not good!"
The Purple King Demon's face changed greatly, and he turned quickly and blocked his arms in front of him.
"boom--------"
The ghost of the battlefield shrouded in red light did not know when it had gone behind, smashing it with its right arm.
"call out!"
The power of this punch was obviously stronger than before. After the Purple King Demon King resisted hard, his face was suddenly stunned, and his body fell like a shell.
The ghost on the battlefield disappeared again, appearing at the footing point in advance, and blasting with his fists.
"嘭 ——————"
The imbalanced Ziyu Demon King couldn't hide from it, he was caught directly on his chest, and then he flew towards the sky.
Huh!
Huh!
Huh!
The ghosts on the battlefield frequently disappeared, and they frequently appeared on the road that must pass. The Lord of the Purple Church suddenly flew up and down like a ball.
"Boom!"
Until he was beaten by more than ten punches, he blocked the bombardment with the help of his gloves, and he withdrew from the attack range.
"Wow!"
A blood spit out of the Purple King Demon King.
"Zhutang Lord!" Ding Lao and others exclaimed.
"Oh shit!"
The Purple King Demon King raised his arm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flickered with anger.
"Snapped!"
As a relief, the two fists closed together and the two heart patterns were connected, instantly flashing an extremely dazzling pink light.
"Nirvana?" Jun Chang smiled.
"Whoo!"
The purple king demon king is covered in pink light, then takes a step forward, his fists are separated, and the bowed left and right are blasted out into the void, and he yells: "Furious fist of love!"
Jun Chang laughed with a black line on his forehead.
Such a second name, he could even open his mouth!
The system said silently: "A guy who yells for his heart and liver, and does something better than heart, is qualified to laugh at others."
"Hmm! Hmm!"
The Purple King Demon King launched Hell's Furious Nirvana. When he fists, he releases his gloves and flies to the left and right, and expands rapidly in the process, and finally turns into two pink gloves like boulder!
"Whoo!"
"Woohoo!"
Two huge mittens came from left and right, sandwiching the battlefield ghost.
"Snapped!"
The Purple King Demon King folded his hands.
"Hmm! Hmm!"
The two giant gloves pulled at each other, blasting towards the ghosts of the Korean battlefield at a speed that shook the world, and finally banged violently.
"Kacha!"
Immediately after the gloves touched, the irritability energy spread out in ripples!
The space in that area not only cracked, but also turned into pieces, like a smashed smashed mirror!
"Tongtong!"
After performing the nirvana, the Purple King Demon King sat on the ground with a **** on his face, his face flushed with redness, as if being hollowed out.
"If it doesn't die again, I'm fine!"
During the conversation, the two huge boxing gloves quickly became compact, and flew to him.
The ghost of the battlefield was still standing in midair, but the crimson warframe began to crack, and it soon collapsed and fell off.
The solid defense was broken, but the opponent's eyes still flashed, showing the ability to fight!
"metropolitan……"
The lichen demon king lay on the ground and collapsed, "I have done my best!"
With his nirvana, he was tired and collapsed. He just broke the ghost armor of the Tianzi battlefield. This is definitely the battle that hurts the self-esteem from the upper world.
"call out------"
Jun Chang laughed and flew out of the stronghold, and landed in front of the Purple King Demon King, and said, "Next, leave it to this seat."
Give it to him?
The Purple King Demon King was shocked.
Undeniably, this guy is not weak ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But facing a ghost of the Tianzi battlefield who is helpless, I am afraid it is a bit far-fetched, right?
Or.
He wants to use the magic weapon with engraved words?
Thinking of Jun Changxiao's previous murderous killing on the battlefield with an unrefined sword, the king of purple magpies secretly said: "This may defeat Tianzi."
"brush!"
Jun Chang smiled and waved lightly, carrying the magic vacuum cleaner on his body, holding the flat nozzle in his right hand, and proudly saying, "To deal with unclean things, you should use this stuff!"
"Ding! Enhanced mode is active!"
"Ding! Zongmen contribution: 27650/70000."
"brush!
Jun Chang smiled and flew forward.
The ghost of the battlefield suddenly looked cold, and the red fist India suddenly burst out.
From the point of view of strength, it was obviously not as burst as before when fighting against the Purple King Demon King, but it was still not to be underestimated. For Han Chengzhu and others, it might not be daring to connect!
"brush!"
Jun Chang smiled and raised his flat nozzle, and the crimson power that was pressed down was sucked in instantly.
"Look!"
"Does this work?"
The prince demon king suddenly widened his eyes.
"brush!"
With a vacuum cleaner, Jun Chang laughed and flew over it, holding the flat nozzle directly, and slamming it on the ghost's forehead of the battlefield.
"call out-------"
Strong suction erupts, and crimson energy is drawn into the dust collector along the scalp!
In just a moment of effort, the ghost eyes of the battlefield gradually faded from radiance, and finally the entire body was sucked in.
"brush!"
Jun Chang smiled and fell to the ground lightly, holding a flat nozzle, and proudly said, "The battle is over."
"Wow!"
Looking at the extremely pretentious back, the Purple King Demon King did not suppress the injury, opened his mouth to spit out blood, and roared in his heart: "Why don't you have such a weapon to restrain the ghosts of the battlefield, and it will hurt the king's face. Lost! "
