Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1010: The Curse of Weeping Blood (Part 1)
"Who is presumptuous in the south of the city!"
Liu Wei’an’s retreat exploded, crushed stones shot in all directions, and powerful spiritual thoughts enveloped the entire south of the city in an instant. All the scenery came to my mind. When I saw everything that happened clearly, an unprecedented murderous opportunity emerged from the bottom of my heart, turning into a volcanic eruption in an instant, causing the clouds and clouds in the sky to change color, and the clouds seemed to dim a bit.
The faceless head was chopped off, and the body was shattered, leaving only one head slanted on the ground, eyes wide open, and I couldn't stare at it. Luo Tuo Xiangzi's body was still there, but the heart was gone, and there was a big hole left with blood gurgling.
The fat dragon was the worst. The whole body was missing, and only a skeleton was left. It was not dead. The internal organs squeezed into the skeleton were steaming, and the heart was still beating. Fat Long tried to open his eyes, glared at Venerable Ku Rong, wanted to cry in pain, but endured it.
There are corpses everywhere, and there are peace soldiers, dead in a variety of strange ways, and there is almost no uniformity. Some body bones were broken, some internal organs were shattered, some throats were twisted... Many people died in an instant without pain on their faces.
The blood almost stained the ground red, extremely tragic.
Tang Dingdong, the instructor of Team Ping An, was not spared either. Venerable Ku Rong did not show mercy to Tang Dingdong because Tang Dingdong was a girl. There was a blood hole in the eyebrow, and he killed him with one blow.
Nie Pohu did not die, not because of his strength or good luck, but because the Venerable Ku Rong deliberately tortured him. The body was filled with 18 arrows, both on his hands and feet, arranged strangely, as if it were a certain formation. The place where many arrows are stuck is the key point, but Nie Pohu is not dead. There is a magical force supporting his vitality, but the pain is endless.
The big beads of sweat rolled down from Nie Pohu's brows, his clothes were already soaked, his face was pale and terrifying, and his veins were exposed, but he didn't say a word, trying to make himself sober. Knowing that it was impossible, he still tried to stretch out his fingers, and the bow that never left the body fell under his feet.
With a dull grief, Xu Banxian flew out, the mirror shot into the sky, the sign fell diagonally, and the bell was still in his hand, but the sound was messy and the shaking was annoying, and there was no such breathtaking power. .
A gleam flashed in the eyes of Venerable Dry Rong. It was the blind man who blocked his ultimate move many times, and abruptly doubled the time, leaving a series of moves in the void. The afterimage, catching up with Xu Banxian in an instant, slashed down diagonally with his palm like a knife. Want to end this boring fight.
is as strong as the Rongrong, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, and the sharpness of hand knives is not much weaker than that of magic weapons. Although Xu Banxian was blind, he was more sensitive to the outside world than his normal eyes. As soon as Venerable Ku Rong moved, he found out. He wanted to respond, but the speed of Venerable Ku Rong was too fast, and his tattered Taoist robe just bulged up, and Venerable Ku Rong's hand knife had already reached his eyes. The breath of death is like a tide covering, Xu Banxian is used to be considered bad luck, but when it's his turn, he doesn't work well.
He only saw the white but black eyeballs rolled, and yelled "Wei'an call me—"
"Heavenly King Lao Tzu will not be able to save you when he comes." Venerable Ku Rong's tone was flat, as if he was telling the irrefutable truth of 112. However, his voice fell, and his face changed.
"Big Judgment Punch!"
Liu Wei'an opened a fist hundreds of meters away, and the starting gesture was released, the sky and the earth sensed, the light became dim, thunder faintly came from the void, the fist succeeded, and the power of judgment has reached the front of the Venerable Rongrong. , The wind and clouds changed color, and the earth cracked.
The power of a punch, as if to destroy the world.
Xu Banxian has never felt such a terrible fist, so much so that he has forgotten Venerable Ku Rong, looked at the infinitely enlarged fist madly, and remembered a certain legend.
may be stimulated by the death of his subordinates, perhaps after the healing, the spirit has been sublimated to a new level, Liu Weian himself did not expect that a punch with anger would produce such power, this punch has already been 50% of old lunatics Of skill.
There are two choices in front of Venerable Ku Rong. The knife remains the same and he kills Xu Banxian, but he may be injured. The second choice is to change his trick temporarily. He is unwilling to make this choice. He hates being intimidated by others. , But in the end he changed his tricks.
"Withered palm!"
One withered and one glorious, the power of life and death transforms, forming the power of destruction. When I was born, Ku Rong
The face of the honorable person turned red, like a well-maintained rich man. When he died, his face turned into a skeleton, like a mummy that was dehydrated, with only a layer of dry skin covering his bones. One person can switch between the two forms very quickly, which is more exciting than magic.
boom——
The fist and the palm collided, and the terrifying voice was compressed between the sizes. Liu Wei'an's figure stagnated, and the next moment, the dazzling spirit in the depths of his dark eyes, the spirit and spirit exploded, and the terrifying aura from Tian Ling Gai rushed straight into the sky, and then blasted out another punch.
"Big Judgment Punch!"
Venerable Kurong’s face changed drastically twice, which was different from the previous one, and the two changes appeared hurried. Seeing Liu Wei'an's second punch with almost no interval, his eyes were a little gloomy. With his current status, he has seldom shot, and there are very few people who dare to attack him actively, and most of the masters can't pass the Dao Tong level.
People who are truly qualified to work with him~IndoMTL.com~ have no chance to attack at all, but from Liu Wei'an, he really feels the suppression. This made him extremely embarrassed.
"Withered palm!"
Between the sparks and the fire, the two collided for the second time. This time, both of them couldn't control their strength, and a little force was vented. The ground instantly cracked, the spider web spread hundreds of meters, and Xu Banxian, who hadn't completely escaped, was unlucky. , Was rubbed by the storm on the edge of his body, wow, and spouted a mouthful of blood, turning his face into a bitter gourd face.
"Big Judgment Punch!"
"Big Judgment Punch!"
"Big Judgment Punch!"
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At this moment, Liu Wei'an visualizes the old madman. He is still the same person, but his spirit is very different from the usual, and he has entered a mysterious and mysterious state. The power of the Great Judgment Fist shows a geometric increase. Heavier than a punch.
The thunder intensified and became loud and loud.
When Venerable Kurong received the third punch, his palm began to tremble. When he received the fourth punch, his upper body began to shake. When he took the fifth punch, he took a step back, leaving deep footprints on the ground.
Liu Wei’an used his mind to keep his internal power alive to support the terrible consumption of the Big Judgment Fist. A normal punch would consume the entire body’s strength. He blasted out twenty-eight punches in one breath. Finally, the last one. The fist fell, and the face of Venerable Kurong changed twice in an instant, and finally returned to normal half red light and half dry, with a ray of blood overflowing the corner of his mouth, his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, as if he was going to eat people.