Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1116: , bamboo sword killing intent
After the terrifying explosion, there was another explosion. This explosion was louder and more intense than before. The earth suddenly turned into a sponge, rolling up tens of thousands of waves, and the void was also distorted. The white lunatic and others had to sacrifice. In order to fight the horrible waves of air, every time you use your toes, you feel as if you have been attacked by thousands of volts of high-voltage electricity, and your whole body is trembling.
The land is collapsing and the city is destroying. They chased at an astonishing speed from behind. Several people exhausted all their strength and rushed out more than fifty kilometers in one breath. They finally separated from the force of destruction, and the storm began to descend. The shock wave gradually weakened.
"What's going on? The missile detonated again?" The madman stopped, inside a building, to avoid the wind. Almost all the glass in the building shattered, and there were continuous glass rustles falling from the sky. In this case, it is too dangerous to drive on the road. It is better to stop and avoid the wind. The strongest shock wave of the explosion has passed, and this kind of building can be preserved, indicating that nothing will happen.
In the process of rushing, he has been delivering internal treatment for the elephant and Liu Wei'an. Liu Wei'an was traumatized by the soul and his internal force was invalid, but the elephant suffered from trauma and internal injuries. The internal organs are shifted, the right hand is gone, the bones of the left hand are exposed, the right foot is broken, and the bones of the left foot are also exposed. There are almost no good places in his whole body. I don't know what kind of terrible fight he has suffered. , Thanks to his strong physique, changing to another person, he was afraid that he would not be able to rush out of the ground with Liu Wei'an.
After the white madman's treatment, the elephant woke up faintly. Although he was still very weak, his consciousness had recovered.
"Yes, the 5 big guys were all blown up." The elephant showed a slight smile. Before, he looked down on hot weapons, but after being bombed by missiles, he deeply understood the threat of 5 missiles. .
If the missile blows up, Tianfeng and Xiangshui provinces are safe, and the boss can breathe a sigh of relief.
"What about you, how did you make it like this, and the governor, have you met a powerful opponent below?" The white madman was sure that the two of them were not safe, and he was not so anxious.
"I encountered a powerful guy in the missile arsenal. The boss shot him and killed him, but the boss fell into a coma with all his strength. Behind--" The elephant showed an embarrassed expression and said weakly: "I'm lost. I couldn’t find the way, so I could only break through the ground and rush out. My injuries were caused by myself!"
Sword Twenty-Three, Li Eshui, and the Necromancer were stunned.
A road blasted out of the ground and out of the ground. Is this human work? The three of them looked at the elephant, with two words clearly written on their faces: abnormal.
"Read more books in the future!" The madman white was dumbfounded.
He believes that elephants can do this kind of thing. Elephants are only big, but young, and have a low IQ. It should be said that they are lower than normal people. They have been wandering since childhood and have not received lessons. A blank sheet of paper is not much better.
The underground base is definitely complex and changeable. The elephants can't understand the drawings, and it's also due to the strength of the elephants. If it is a little weaker, it will be bad today.
He made up his mind that if there is any risky thing like this in the future, he must not let the elephant go up, because it is easy to fall off the chain at critical moments.
"Let's go back first, the explosion is so violent, there shouldn't be anything left in the base to survive." Jian said twenty-three.
Li Eshui nodded, and five missiles exploded. It is estimated that none of the gods will survive. Only the Necromancer was a little regretful. I don’t know if he was stimulated by the missiles. His strength has skyrocketed. He can control 5 bronze corpses. Originally, he could only control 3. However, the newly added 2 bronze corpses I'm not very proficient yet. I didn't keep up with the rhythm when I ran for my life. I fell behind, and now I have no contact. I don't know if it was too far away or was killed by a missile. He hasn't appeared yet, he is probably dead.
"Hold it up, go home and find Miss Grandson to treat you." The madman white picked up the elephant.
"I'm okay." An ugly smile was drawn from the corner of the elephant's mouth.
"Why--" The madman white walked out of the gate, just wondering why the sword twenty-three walking in front stopped. Suddenly, his face changed drastically, his cold hair exploded in an instant, his body arched like a leopard. Ready to explode at any time.
"Who are you?" Jian Twenty-Three's body tightened. He stared at a figure three meters away. When and how this person appeared, he didn't know anything. Close to the body for three meters, he hasn't noticed anything, this is unprecedented.
The threat this person gave him was greater than that of Uncle Master.
The wind has weakened, but it hasn't stopped completely. Dust and debris are blowing, which seriously obstructs the line of sight. Although it is only three meters away, everything looks hazy.
It should be a middle-aged man, not tall, just 1.7 meters tall, slightly thin, and looks a little sick, calm, with a pair of eyes, but with hundreds of years of vicissitudes.
"The one who disturbs the situation, die!" The middle-aged man's eyes crossed the sword twenty-three and fell on Liu Wei'an, who was caught in the arm by the white lunatic. After just saying a word, he shot. When the bamboo sword pierced out, the sword twenty-three was shocked, and his eyes shot with incredible light.
"It's you?!"
I was so shocked that I didn't know how to resist.
Qiang——
A strand of sword light soars into the sky, as thin as hair, shining like lightning, and fast as a meteor, passing away in a flash.
Li Eshui was right behind Jian Twenty-Three, and saw that Jian Twenty-Three was like a nightmare, and he quickly shot, otherwise he would be headed by the bamboo sword owl. He had a hunch that although the bamboo sword was blunt, It hasn't opened the front yet, but even the steel rock can split it with a single sword.
Li Eshui has always been a sword against the enemy, almost no one can stop it, but this time an exception occurred.
Ding!
The angle of the bamboo sword turned slightly, and it hit the weakest part of the sword's light, and the bright light dimmed in an instant.
"Not fast enough, and lack of strength, the sword-drawing skills are nothing but a fancy." The middle-aged man shook his head, revealing a touch of disappointment.
A power came, and Li Eshui was struck by lightning. The power was not great, but it was extremely pure. If he compares his own power to liquid, this power is a sharp sword, and as soon as it passes through, his meridians burst open in an instant.
Boom——
The dantian exploded, and his whole body was like a cannonball, shot on the wall behind, and slowly slipped down.
One move was abolished martial arts, the necromancer’s scalp was numb, and the sword twenty-three finally reacted, the long sword was out of its sheath, and the attack method of the storm was changed, this sword was flattened out. Slowly and unsurprisingly.
"It's interesting, but the heat is still not enough. This level can go down the mountain. It's really not as good as one generation." The middle-aged man sighed slightly, and the bamboo sword accelerated on the long sword, seemingly random, it happened to be the sword twenty Three weakest places.
Bang——
With a light touch, a muffled sound like thunder broke out. Sword Twenty-Three was like a lightning strike. He had never thought about his own swordsmanship and weaknesses. This trick was his condensed twenty-three. Simplified after the three formulas, the avenue is simple and there are no flaws.
His confident move was full of flaws in the opponent's eyes. His self-confidence was severely hit, and a force came and he wanted to separate, but the two swords were stuck together, as if they were growing together, and he couldn't separate.
The terrible power poured into his body, like a broken bamboo. The meridians that he had cultivated for more than 20 years were broken in an instant, and the power came to his dantian, and he was desperate--
"Take me a punch!"
The white madman who put down the elephant and Liu Wei'an volleyed out a fist, and a phantom of a tiger appeared in the air, followed by a roar of ten thousand beasts, with strands of power gathered on the fist.
This space seemed to explode and became chaotic.
Don’t know
Is it stimulated by life and death, the white lunatic is like a divine help, hitting the strongest blow after martial arts success.
"Genius!" A strange color flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man. It is a miracle that this kind of punch can still appear in the world today. After letting go of the twenty-three sword, the bamboo sword pierced the center of the fist.
The strongest place is also the weakest place. They all understand the truth, but how many people can do it? Middle-aged people can.
Chiff——
Like a balloon being punctured, the tiger-shaped beast behind it seems to have encountered a natural enemy. After an instant struggle, it lowered its noble head, docile as a cat.
"Ah--"
The white madman wanted to cry uncomfortably, a fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly accelerated, letting the bamboo sword pierce his fist, like a broken bamboo, reaching his shoulder. The muscles tightened, and the bamboo sword was buckled.
It looks like the arm becomes a scabbard.
There was a pause. The left punch he had accumulated for a long time hit the middle-aged man’s lower abdomen.
The reaction of the middle-aged man was so fast that it surpassed the imagination of the mind. It was a bodily instinct. The white lunatic obviously hit the flesh, but when the power exploded, he turned into a loach, slipping without leaving his hands. Only one-and-a-half of ten percent of the power worked.
Bang——
The white madman’s right arm exploded and it was directly turned into a blood mist. The white madman shot at the building like a cannonball, hitting three or four walls in a row before stopping, splashing blood all the way in the air. Then I never heard any movement of the white lunatic.
The sword light flashed, and three bronze corpses headed. The middle-aged man took a look at the Necromancer. The Necromancer was shocked and his body seemed to be frozen. He couldn't even move a finger. He watched the middle-aged man walk up to Liu Wei'an and stabbed him with a bamboo sword.
"No--" The necromancer had his eyes cracked, but couldn't even make a sound, so he could only yell inwardly.
Liu Wei'an was still in a coma, and the bamboo sword easily stabbed him in the head, just when the bamboo sword touched his head~IndoMTL.com~The abnormal change suddenly appeared, and a ray of blood red glow followed. The bamboo sword was passed on to the middle-aged people, and the changes were so fast that even the fast middle-aged people couldn't respond.
"Curse?!" The middle-aged man is confident that there is not much power in this world that can hurt him, but the white madman's punch just hurt him a little, his mood fluctuated, his perception dropped, and he didn't even find red blood. Suddenly aware of something wrong with the upper body of the blood light, a touch of jealousy flashed in his eyes.
He didn't know what curse it was, but as soon as the curse approached, he judged that it would cause him harm. The light flashed, and the curse invaded his body. His brow furrowed, and his internal force poured out, wrapping the curse, and the bamboo sword continued to pierce.
"Go to death!" The elephant that looked like a dead man suddenly erupted, his eyes turned blood red at some unknown time, and he hit the middle-aged man with his bare wrist.
"Wow!" The middle-aged man spouted a mouthful of blood, the bamboo sword shifted, without piercing his head, but pierced Liu Wei'an's dantian. The terrifying force burst out, instantly destroying the limbs and veins.
The middleman drew his sword and fought back. When the owl head hit the elephant's neck, a comatose Liu Wei'an suddenly opened his eyes and moved his lips.
"Sword of Death!"
The invisible sword broke through the void and hit the middle-aged man.
"Ah--" The middle-aged man yelled sternly, his hair flying, his face twisted, his eyes turned white in an instant, no black, only white, scary white. The Bamboo Sword dropped his hand and landed with a snap. He made another scream, his body shook and disappeared. Only the screams were endless, coming from a very remote place, very faint.
After Liu Weian issued this sword, he fell into a coma again, and the elephant was also in a coma. He recovered a life, but because he exhausted all his strength, he collapsed into a coma.