Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1270: , being attacked and injured
During the run, Liu Wei'an suddenly stopped, from high speed to standstill, and stopped when he said that he stopped, without any signs. Hu Yueshan and the female archer couldn't brake in time, rushed to the front, and quickly fell back.
"City Lord, what's the matter?" Hu Yueshan motioned to the female archer with his eyes and asked her to ask.
"Something happened!" Liu Wei said slowly.
"What's the matter?" Hu Yueshan was startled and blurted out.
"I don't know!" Liu Wei'an slowly shook his head, and between his brows, there was a deep worry. Just when he was about to go back on the road, his face suddenly changed, and Dong Lei Gong appeared with a dazzling light. On hand.
Hu Yueshan and the female archer's expressions changed drastically, the light was shining, and the weapons appeared in an instant. At this moment, the ground exploded, and dozens of figures rushed over.
"Liu Wei'an was killed!" The voice rolled, audible from dozens of miles away.
Liu Wei'an suddenly saw Nie Gai. There were two old women with silver hair beside Nie Gai, exuding a frightening atmosphere. The next second, he was imprisoned by two forces.
One force is as heavy as a mountain, and his bones creak and squeak under pressure, and may break at any time. Another force is so cold that even the air freezes, and his body is instantly covered by thick ice. Layers of coverage, even thinking almost stopped working.
Puff——
One leg of the female archer exploded and turned into a blood mist. The female archer said nothing, and the bowstring vibrated at an astonishing frequency. Rainstorm pear blossoms.
Everyone who rushed up was a top master, and was hurriedly shot by the rain of arrows. The tiger jumped out of the mountain with lightning, and the sword was up and down, killing two people in a row, but they were immediately entangled by a bald head holding a vajra. Play fast, evenly matched.
Puff——
The other leg of the female archer exploded, and it was a faint phantom that disappeared in a flash.
The female archer could only sit on the ground, the bottom plate was unstable, and her archery was severely affected. The sweat wet her pale paper face. She did not cry out for pain, did not give up, and was still attacking.
"Looking for death—" Liu Wei'an roared, but the two words were not spoken, and his voice was frozen.
"The Eye of the Demon God!"
Two gods shot out, passing through the frozen world and the world of power. He saw a young man in white clothes and a short and stout man, each holding a curling pot, and the other holding a large seal. The large seal was like a mountain and pressed. He couldn't move.
Spirit weapon!
Using two spiritual weapons to suppress him, I really look up to him.
"Liu Wei'an, today is the time for you to die!" Two spirit weapons were not enough, Nie Gai killed him, and the boundless murderous intent turned into a peerless sword, and the void was cut into strips, terrifying.
Nie Gai was wronged the last time he died, and his true skills have not been displayed yet.
"You-men, all-de-death!" Liu Weian saw that the female archer had her neck severed, her head rolled a few times on the ground, her face just facing him, until she died, she didn't make a sound , Did not beg for mercy, closed her lips tightly, her face was full of firmness.
"Open!"
Sound waves oscillated in the enclosed space, "Dark Emperor Sutra" erupted, and the horrible darkness enveloped everyone. "The Corpse Emperor Sutra" ran wildly. The fiery breath flows from the inside out, and the two forces of heat and cold collide, although the ice The pot had the upper hand, but was torn by the "Scorpion Emperor Jing", and Liu Wei'an was able to move.
The Big Judgment Fist hit 18 consecutive punches in an instant, and the ocher big seal continued to vibrate. The last corner was turned up, and the short and strong man immediately held it down, but a strand of peerless murderous intent had already been shot.
"Sword of Death!"
The avenue was silent, Nie Gai died suddenly, his spirits and spirits were all annihilated, and the burst of power almost reached the zero point. Suddenly it faded away like a tide, and it retreated clean, as if he had never appeared.
The two old women who held their own identities and did not want to besieged were horrified. The sword made them smell the breath of death. On the left and right sides, the white-clothed youth and the short and sturdy man holding spiritual weapons had tingling scalps. What is Liu Wei'an? Freak, under the suppression of two spiritual weapons, can he counterattack?
Fear quickly turned into anger. Under their joint attack, Liu Wei'an killed Nie Gai. This was an unforgivable sin.
A monstrous aura erupted from the two of them, shaking the sky, the spirit weapon bursting out with more and more dazzling light, and their strength increased step by step.
"Soul Soul!"
Mysterious and ancient power erupted, and the power of the runes broke through the ice in an instant, and the entire space was quiet. Between the lightning and the fire, Liu Wei'an broke out again.
"Big Judgment Fist!"
Another eighteen punches, overturning the seal of Taishan.
"Sword of Death!"
"No--" Sensing that peerless murderous intent, the white-clothed youth showed panic on his face and fully recovered the curling, but Liu Wei'an finally managed to open the situation, how could he allow the other party to escape?
"Dark Emperor Sutra!"
The darkness that swallowed everything covered the curling, and the recovery speed of the curling was slow for an instant, although the curling broke through the darkness in a blink of an eye, the boundless cold swept the earth, and the two silver-haired old women who rushed up showed fear on their faces and slowed down. Up.
The invisible sword energy flashed away, and the white-clothed youth shook his body, his eyes dimmed in an instant, and the vitality was gone. The curling kettle that had lost its owner turned into a streamer, breaking through the void, and disappearing into the sky.
Boom!
All the ice on Liu Wei'an's body exploded. At this moment, Hu Yueshan let out a loud roar, slashing his opponent in half, and spilling blood on the ground.
"Be careful--"
Liu Wei'an blasted a punch at the fastest speed, allowing Mount Tai to strike in the back.
Puff——
He spouted a mouthful of blood, but the big trial fist failed. The silver-haired old woman was too fast. She grabbed the heart of Hu Yueshan and had time to smile at him before leaving.
Boom----
On the ground of the Great Judgment Boxing, the mud flew up, and a big pit with a diameter of more than 20 meters and a depth of 5 or 6 meters appeared. Hu Yueshan lowered his head and looked at the hole that had lost his heart, then looked at the heart that was held in the palm of the silver-haired old woman, still beating, then looked at Liu Wei'an, his mouth squirmed a few times without making a sound, and he fell heavily. land.
"You are the only one left, young man, don't struggle, death is the best relief!" The old woman who killed Huyueshan ate her heart under Liu Wei'an's gaze. When she ate her face, The look on the face is fascinated.
Om——
The seal of Mount Tai suddenly broke out, and Liu Wei'an sank his knees and almost knelt on the ground, his bones groaning with the heavy force. A phantom of Mount Tai appeared above the short and stout man, and the trees, flowers and plants were slowly clear.
Taking a deep breath, Liu Wei'an's frantic heart suddenly calmed down. Under the shocked eyes of the short and stout man, he slowly straightened his body, his back was like a gun, and his sharp edge was exposed.
"Not good—" The other old woman's face changed, and before she took action, the earth-shaking noise rang, and the space shook.
Bang——
Bang——
Bang——
……
Liu Wei’an’s fist glowed, one punch and one punch hit the seal of Mount Tai. At some point in the sky, thick dark clouds gathered. When the power of the world and the earth converged on Liu Wei’an’s fist, two old silver-haired women at the same time Discoloration.
Om——
Tarshan's seal shook, and the short young man trembled, his face pale for an instant. Liu Wei'an's fist was cracked and dripping with blood, but he didn't seem to realize it, and he blasted out another punch.
Om——
A flash of flushing flashed across the face of the stocky young man, and there was a sharp contrast between red and white.
Om——
The bones of Liu Wei'an's fist have been exposed, the bones are glowing, and they hit Tai Shanyin hard.
Wow--
The short young man couldn't help it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was instantly dark, and his eyes showed a light of fear. Two old silver-haired women shot up, but Liu Wei'an was faster, and the big trial fist went forward. His momentum hits Taishanyin, and Taishanyin jumped up, gaps appeared in the boundless pressure.
The short and stout young man yelled, and a fist mark appeared on his chest, which was deeply sunken. He stared at Liu Wei'an, gulp of blood, mixed with minced meat, his expression slowly stiffening in disbelief. .
"Dark Emperor Sutra!"
"Soul Talisman!"
"Big Judgment Fist!"
Liu Wei'an met two silver-haired old women, entangled with one enemy, two, and three figures. In an instant, the two sides fought more than 30 strokes.
Chiff——
The paw slashed across Liu Wei'an's chest, and directly shoveled away a piece of meat, exposing the ribs below, white and white. Liu Wei'an's face remained as usual, the rune flashed in his left hand, and a mysterious and ancient breath erupted.
The silver-haired old woman who almost dug out Liu Wei'an’s heart stagnated for an instant. The fear in the silver-haired old woman’s heart just arose, and a ray of murderous intent flashed away. The silver-haired old woman’s eyes dimmed in an instant, and her body fell to the ground lightly, like a picture. tissue.
"Damn it!" The remaining silver-haired old woman, who was the one who killed the tiger leaping over the mountain, had a grim expression on his face, the silver hair danced wildly, and the sky suddenly changed color.
It was black, but now it's green.
Crack--
The green lightning fell from the sky, with the power of destruction. For a moment, Liu Wei'an's hair was terrified. The lightning had locked him. He couldn't even dodge, so he could only meet him.
"Big Judgment Fist!"
The two forces that contained the power of heaven and earth collided, the green clouds swelled violently, pain appeared on Liu Wei'an's face, lightning passed through his body, a burst of white smoke rose, dense wounds appeared on his body, and almost all his clothes were scorched.
A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Liu Wei'an gritted his teeth and punched out, and his heart beat violently. With every beating, powerful energy was transmitted. In his mind, a starry sky pattern emerged, and each star burst into unprecedented light.
"Dark Emperor Sutra!"
Darkness envelopes the earth~IndoMTL.com~shadows the sky, a force that does not belong to this world descends, the silver-haired old woman's hair is horrified, and the lightning retreats.
"Soul Soul!"
The magical and ancient power confines the void and immobilizes everything. The silver-haired old woman's face changed drastically, and a fist expanded infinitely in her eyes.
"Big Judgment Fist!"
The explosion turned into a storm and swept across all directions. All the people in black were shocked into the air. Blood was vomited one by one in mid-air. As soon as the horror appeared in his eyes, it turned into a smear of Changhong and flooded his eyes.
"Lianzhu Archery!"
When the air-breaking sound resounded through this space, the battle ended, and dozens of men in black were all shot and killed, without exception. The body of the old silver-haired woman was lying in the big pit, with only half of his head left.
A blood spurted out again, Liu Weian swayed and cleaned the battlefield before putting down the Donglei bow, cross-legged to the ground, and began to adjust his breath. At this moment, his body stiffened and his eyes burst into light. Staring at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared.