Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1003: , Thunder shots
"Soul Soul!"
His left hand glowed, mysterious runes emerged, and ancient power enveloped the natives. For a moment, the natives’ eyes were dull and their spirits stiff. Although it was only a moment to recover, what Liu Wei’an wanted was this moment, and only black light was seen in his right hand. Without seeing his fist, he touched the head of the indigenous people and withdrew it, as fast as lightning.
bang——
The native’s head was torn apart. Liu Wei'an had already brushed past the second native. The native ran for more than ten meters in a forward posture, and fell on the ground without moving. He didn’t know where he was hit.
"Big Judgment Punch!"
Two fists collided, Liu Wei’an’s fists were white and shiny, and the indigenous fists were rough and black-haired, one black and the other white, blended together, and the blood burst in an instant, the indigenous fists exploded, and the white light rushed past. , Hit the ugly face, and the ferocious expression turned into a disintegration in consternation.
Liu Wei'an sank his waist and flew immediately, bombarding with both fists at the same time.
"Big Judgment Punch!"
boom——
The two natives flew out, with blood in their mouths, and their chests were deeply sunken, just the size of a fist.
bang!
The mud under his feet exploded, Liu Weianru's unburdened cannonball hit the native who was holding the bone knife, and his hands clasped his head with lightning speed.
嚓——
The crisp sound of broken bones sounded, the eyes of the natives dimmed quickly, and the bone knife fell weakly. Liu Wei'an seemed to have eyes long behind him, and suddenly took a step to the left.
嗤——
The sharp bone spear pierced the afterimage of the jacket, and the air exploded, making a terrible crackling sound. The aboriginal eyes flickered fiercely, both arms strained, and the bone spear changed from a straight stab to a sweeping. In an instant, the ground was scraped up by a layer of sand and rocks. At this moment, one hand grabbed the bone spear, like a flying fairy outside the sky, extremely abrupt.
The natives have not yet reacted, a terrifying force came from the bone spear, causing it to rush for two steps involuntarily, the palm of the hand heated up, and the bone spear had left the hand. In the next second, a little white light expanded infinitely in his eyes.
噗嗤——
The bone spear pierced the eyebrows like a watermelon. Liu Wei'an's hand shook hard, and the indigenous corpse exploded, and the minced meat shot in all directions, like a shower of blood.
Liu Wei'an shot a bone spear while avoiding an indigenous bone stick. Under the action of internal force, the bone spear pierced through the void like a white light, pierced through the heart of an indigenous people tens of meters away, and plunged into the mud a hundred meters away with a puff of blood.
Mushroom heard the sound and turned his head suddenly. He saw the natives lying on the ground and the bone knives in the natives' hands. They were extremely sharp. Shocked and grumbled.
"It’s too bad to shoot from behind!"
Liu Weian's left hand soul calming charm, right hand big judgment fist, both hands turned yin and yang, soft and strong, in an instant, a group of natives died clean and Donglei bow appeared in his hand.
咻——
The arrow is like a shooting star, rubbing the ground, piercing the calf of three natives in a row, and the severe pain makes the natives' movements appear flawed. Xu Banxian had no line of sight, relying solely on induction, the situation of the aboriginals appeared in his mind like a beacon, the gossip mirror flew out of his hand, like a flash of lightning across the void, and returned to his hand. The three natives did not feel that they were being attacked. After taking a step, their necks exploded, blood bursting, and ugly heads rolled down.
It turns out that the neck has already been cut off by the gossip mirror.
Xu Banxian has weird steps, shuttles between the aboriginals. The combination of signs, gossip mirrors, and bells produces incredible power. No matter how many people come, the aboriginals cannot touch his shadow.
嗖——
嗖——
嗖——
……
Liu Wei'an strode forward. He had been remotely assisted in the rear, but he fell a few steps and has reached the forefront. With every arrow falling, an indigenous person must fall. The monster that wanted to approach in the distance did not rush a few times. Step, he was shot mercilessly.
"Mommy Yaohu!"
Inside the aboriginal, a brawny man with red feathers stuck in his head, his naked upper body painted with colorful symbols, and animal skins around his waist, when he ran, a phantom of a wild beast appeared on his head. Wherever the vegetation broke, the momentum was shocking.
" Serial Arrows
! "
Liu Wei'an stared at the native with Caiyu's head in an instant, and the arrow went straight to the person's heart.
"Mommy Yaohu!"
The natives with Caiyu's head roared again. The language was not understandable, but it was not expected to be a good thing. Liu Weian didn't bother to guess the meaning, but the next second, his eyes narrowed.
The bone stick is like an evil dragon smashing a series of arrows into the air. The second arrow hidden in the void is swallowed by the dragon before it can explode, and the energy of the bursting arrow dissipates invisible.
"Serial arrows!"
Liu Weian didn't believe in evil, and shot the second arrow. This arrow used twelve percent of the power. The arrow shot out, and a chasm was plowed on the ground. The momentum was shocking.
The native with Caiyu's head grinned, his mouth full of black teeth, and the white bone stick vibrated, and the serial arrow exploded before it approached. With just two arrows, the distance has been shortened to within a hundred meters.
"Roar——"
The natives with Caiyu on their heads suddenly roared, the sound blasted through the void, the earth cracked, the vegetation and gravel were instantly shattered, Liu Wei'an was struck by lightning, and the seven orifices almost overflowed with blood. He took a deep breath, "Dark Emperor Sutra" 》Moving, the feeling of dizziness disappeared instantly, and when the eyes were refreshed, a giant dragon struck in the air, breath like a mountain, crushing the earth.
"Damn it!" Liu Wei'an knew he was careless, but he didn't expect that an aboriginal would also know the first thing to do. There were sharp rays of light in his eyes, his legs sinking slightly, and the muscles on his arms bulged high.
"Big Judgment Punch!"
boom——
The dragon smashed, and Liu Wei'an’s fists collided with the sticks, like gold and stone clashes, and the sound of sharp gold erupted. Liu Wei'an was smashed into the ground, without his thigh. He was frightened and angry, and for the first time since he learned the Judgment Fist, he was so embarrassed to collide with others. However, the natives with Caiyu in their heads were even more miserable. They were shocked more than three meters away, and the hands holding the bone sticks were blood flowing.
The natives with Caiyu's head were extremely tough, and their right hand was injured~IndoMTL.com~ It handed the stick to the left hand, kicked on both feet, and the earth exploded like a meteor shooting.
"Good come!" Liu Wei'an ran his mind, slowly blasting out a punch, and suddenly speeding up in the middle of the punch.
bang——
The two sides separated at the touch of a touch, and the indigenous people with Caiyu's head flew out. Liu Weian rushed out of the ground, following his shadow, blasting three punches in succession, one punch heavier than one punch, and one punch faster than one punch.
The natives with Caiyu's head had fierce eyes and blood flowing from the tiger's mouth. It seemed to be invisible. It shook Liu Wei'an three times in mid-air. On the fourth blow, the movement was slow for an instant, and Liu Wei'an was shot. The fist smashed his head.
Liu Wei’an was not at all happy. Three more indigenous people shot out not far away. All of them had a colored feather inserted above their heads. The colors were the same, one was blue, one was green, and the other was yellow. Although the colors are different, the aura it exudes is not weak for a single person to be killed.
Among the indigenous people, there are close to a hundred indigenous people with colored feathers on their heads, and the indigenous people with two colored feathers on their heads, and the indigenous people with three colored feathers... The chiefs with the most colored feathers are the indigenous chiefs, and the cold eyes are not at all. Feelings, looking at him from a distance, are like a poisonous snake choosing people to eat.
Liu Wei'an suddenly discovered that capturing the thieves and the king seemed to be a wrong choice.
"Soul Talisman!"
Regret has no meaning anymore. Liu Wei'an jumps out like a cheetah. The speed reaches the extreme at this moment, 100 meters away, in a flash, the left hand rune is emitted, the right hand thunder flashes...