40,000 Years of Cultivation

Numerous boxing **** believers talked and laughed loudly to vent their dissatisfaction that they chased these two fallen men in the gust of wind and rain for the whole night, and also damaged the soldiers and soldiers, and the miserable dissatisfaction.

Their ridicule made the mountain wind even colder, and Gus's seemingly weak body in the wind became even smaller.

However, there are also experienced and dedicated teachers in the Tekken school, watching the weird weapon in Gus's hand, and said in a deep voice, "The evil wayist's methods are awkward and unpredictable. It's better to be careful!"

"What are you afraid of, there are just serial crossbows and steam guns left and right!" Someone immediately retorted disapprovingly.

In recent years, the order has collapsed and evildoers have been everywhere. The loyal followers of Boxing God are no strangers to the methods of mechanical monsters and steam monsters.

Just last night, they still had several companions, who were damaged by the crossbow arrows of Gus and Grey.

The characteristics of this weapon that uses machinery to accumulate power are well known.

By their means, as long as they are prepared in advance, the serial crossbow arrows are not something that cannot be dodged.

What's more, no matter how powerful the weapon is, it depends on who is in the hand. If it is a Grey dual-wielding crossbow, it may have a little deterrent effect, but Gus, hehe, waste is always waste, even if you hold crossbow arrows and steam guns. , Is also a non-threatening waste.

Thinking of this, the Han Kou came out more and more.

Through the blurred mist, he had already seen Grey behind Gus, leaning against the tree with his crooked neck.

Grey's face was pale and shaky, and he was so high in his memory that he stomped him severely on the soles of his feet, as if the invincible goddess of heaven overlapped, making his revenge especially sweet.

Han Kou was going to tear her trash brother in half in front of Grey, and then look at her face to see if he could show a bit of awe-inspiring arrogance.

The sneer at the corner of Han Kou's mouth became extremely cruel and hideous when he thought of Grey creeping on his younger brother's corpse, crying and crying.

"drink!"

Han Kou roared, energetic, and his clothes were torn from inch to inch. The whole person swelled in an instant. The skin showed a bronze metallic texture. The roots of blood vessels were raised, like a dragon with teeth and claws, entrenched in a body like steel and iron. sound.

"Om! Om! Om! Om!"

Many believers of Boxing God heard the roar of ancient temple bells.

This is the sound of Han Kou's violent blood, impacting flesh and bones, and emitting from the body.

This voice made many boxing **** believers look up and down.

"Unexpectedly, the Han family kid would have practiced the ancestral'Vajra Casting Body Jue' to such a terrifying level!"

"The real'golden bell' is the blood flowing out of the whole body along the pores, forming a defense layer on the body surface like a bell of ten thousand catties, resonating with the agitation of the internal organs, limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and ringing the bell. Like a roar--I remember that the Han family had cultivated to this level for hundreds of years before they were thirty years old. I didn't expect that the Han Kou was so terrifying, it was incredible, incredible!"

"Han Kou is the number one master of our younger generation in Chijin Town. Grey is willing to fall and is not his opponent at all!"

Everyone was amazed.

Seeing that Han Kou was so powerful, they were all around to graze the formation for him, willingly to give him the first effort-the world of boxing gods, the strong always have privileges.

Han Kou did his part and punched out.

In an instant, flying sand and rocks, strong winds, the invisible big bell that covered his body, as if he was pushed over Gus's head and suppressed like a mountain.

Everyone's eardrums stabbed.

His face was poked with fist, stabbing like needles.

You don’t need to look at it, you can imagine the end of Gus’s waste-a stronger physique, maybe a blood hole in the chest that was blasted out by the Han Kou, the body is weak, and he was blasted into meat pie. This is certain. .

Someone wanted to speak out to remind the Han Kou, to recover 90% of his strength, leave his mouth to live, and send it back to the Temple of Fist to be burned.

After thinking about it, their primary goal is Grey. As for Gus, it doesn't matter whether he lives or lives.

To be able to die under the iron fist blessed by the Korean Kou with the golden bell, this is the last gift of the fist **** to Gus, right?

Seeing that the iron fist is about to blow down--

Gus pulled the trigger first.

In reality, his body is too weak and thin after all, it is difficult to control the fierce firearms in his hand, and the muzzle is not aimed at the Korean invaders.

It doesn't matter, the "Thunder-3" anti-material assault rifle, with its own identification of friend or foe and bio-scanning rune array, can automatically lock and shoot accurately according to the enemy's heartbeat, body temperature and life magnetic field fluctuations.

The moment Gus pulled the trigger, the gun body trembled faintly, causing the muzzle to lock Han Kou's chest tightly.

A shuttle anti-equipment explosive bullet with multiple offensive runes roared out and slammed into the Han Kou's iron fist.

Han Kou didn't even have time to shrink his pupils.

His iron fist can explode the hardest skull of the one-horned war pig.

It can also leave a clear fist mark on the iron gate a few inches thick, and even blast the iron gate into a depression.

Even a sword that cuts iron like mud, bends and breaks like a twist.

But in the face of the devastating burst bullets, there was still no resistance at all.

The first bullet followed the gap between his finger bones and got into his fist.

From the fist, drilled into the wrist.

He blasted his forearm bones rampage all the way, exploding at the elbow.

The frozen rune array contained in the bullet first turned his entire arm into a popsicle, and every cell between the flesh and blood was frozen.

Then, the flame talisman released magma-like heat energy, burning the frozen cells to ashes.

The second bullet, the third bullet, the fourth bullet... the process of freezing and burning kept repeating, and it only took 0.1 seconds to blast Han Kou's steel-like arm into ashes.

It was as if Han Kou's right side opened a dimensional door leading to hell, and it seemed that an invisible beast opened its blood basin and swallowed his right arm in one bite.

Han Kou didn't even feel the pain.

The "Thunder-3" anti-material assault rifle automatically fine-tuned the muzzle, changing the shooting target to his eyebrows, heart and abdomen.

The same nightmare is happening again.

No matter how good the Han Kou's "Diamond Casting Final" is, it will be scum in front of the cutting-edge cultivation technology of the Star Federation.

The eyebrows, mouth, throat, heart, lower abdomen, and the vital parts of the Han Kou's body simultaneously bloomed with a horrible flower of death. The internal organs were first frozen into ice lumps, and immediately turned into nothingness in the eruption of blazing flames.

A shuttle bullet shot empty.

The flame was instantly annihilated.

The moment was bright, as if it had never appeared, just a fleeting illusion before everyone's eyes.

But Han Kou was gone.

To be more precise, Han Kou's head, body, arms, waist and hips, and thighs were all gone.

Only the two calves below the knees were still poking in front of Gus with a very strange posture.