Apocalyptic Forecast

In a rush, Huai Shi had no time to react, and subconsciously leaned back, a steel bridge, dangerously and dangerously, had taken the tragic result of his death by shattering his skull.

Immediately after that, I felt the strong wind blowing into my crotch.

Only when I realized that the hammer hit the ground between my legs, I almost missed the passenger car and almost lost my relatives and friends.

He deliberately wanted to call a timeout, but the crown wearer who had fallen into a state of bloodthirsty madness did not give Huai Shi any chance.

"Go to hell, man in the realm."

The bloated and fat crown wearer is holding a weird bone-cutter, pitch-black iron pan, giant shovel, and rolling pin-like hammer on all four arms that make the Hellcook a particularly intimate weapon, the one on his chest. The giant mouth growls:

"I want to dip you into the batter and grill it into Wellington steak as a snack!!!"

"Don't, brother."

Huai Shi dodges embarrassedly. In the state of exceeding the limit, Yu Bu's speed is fast: "I have no fat at all. Chai is not good, and it can't be roasted. You might as well stew soup."

"Soup! Such a bit of meat, not even a condiment, I want to stew the soup!"

The Roshan crown wearer grinned, his face turned with a dozen big eyeballs, and he locked the trajectory of Huai Shi's dodge. His arms were raised, and the bone-cutting giant knife and rolling pin smashed down one after another. Encircle.

The elevated iron pan suddenly turned over, and a huge amount of thick, fragrant gravy spewed out from it, wherever it passed, like lava, the iron stones were burned to red, and most of Huai Shi’s waist-length hair was burned. Looks very embarrassed.

But in this short gap, Huai Shi rushed forward boldly, stepping on the giant shovel, and suddenly leaped into the air. The axe of anger in his hand aimed at the head of the crown wearer and cut it down!

Bloody gushing, screams burst out.

Under the extreme blessing, the axe that gathered the echo of the earth broke its head like a bamboo, and the impact of the source of anger caused the big mouth on the chest of the crown wearer to scream.

Ignoring the spewing blood, he waved his rolling pin horizontally, smashing Huai Shi into the air like a fly.

Huai Shi only felt a numbness in his hands, lost consciousness, and could barely hold his weapon. A gap appeared in the sword of virtue blocking his chest.

And right in front of him, the headless crown wearer picked up the iron pan and slammed into the huge mouth. Under the fertile broth, a **** head re-grown from the fracture.

"It all works!"

Huai poetry is sluggish.

"Stupid, grandpa is a cook demon!"

The crown-wearer shouted ferociously, raised the iron pot with both hands, and suddenly smashed it down. A large amount of gravy came out again, and it was also wrapped in various worm-like weird parasites and stumps and broken arms that did not know where it came from.

Like a cannonball, it continuously smashed towards Huai Shi.

——[Bone Mountain Steak House·Head Chef]!

"Don't tell me, I'm also a cook demon, my own! Everyone is a cook demon, and a cook demon doesn't fight the demon cook..."

Huai Shi stepped back, embarrassedly chopped up or removed the flying worms and stumps one by one, "Walk, man, we are the same!"

I just don't know why, after coming here, I always seem to meet my peers?

But why do peers always look forward to dead peers?

Is this hell?

Huai Shi is about to cry.

"Huh? You **** use it, I know it by smelling it!" The chef laughed grinningly, "It's really hard to find ingredients like you—"

In the huge mouth, viscous saliva secreted out, fell on the ground, snorted.

"No matter what, you must **** die this year!" The chief chef shouted and rushed again: "Even if you are killed by that old thing, I will roast you first!"

As he said, the bone-cutting giant knife and the iron pot slammed in one place, and a large number of sparks flew out from it.

Within the thunder prison, the temperature rose suddenly.

Especially the ground under your feet, under the splash of Mars, it heats up quickly, and you can feel the rapid surging heat when you step on it.

It's like, suddenly came to the iron plate of grilled meat.

A large amount of fat sprayed from the iron pan, making the air exude a strange aroma, black pepper, basil leaves and even the marinated sauce continued to spill down.

The weird temptation made Huai Shi's eyes bewildered, and she was almost cut in half by the giant knife.

The scalp is numb.

Physical strength and source quality are rapidly losing, if it were not for the upgrade of the wreath on the wrist, he would have collapsed or suffered a serious injury.

"How the **** is it!"

Huai Shi was annoyed, and turned her head and shouted to Ying Fangzhou outside Lei Lao: "No, I have an **** for just tossing, what do you always want to train for?"

"Of course it is to see what kind of fancy you have, Huai Shi. Looking at you, how to squander this precious talent and power... I don't know it when I am in Baoshan."

Ying Fangzhou replied calmly: "Very well, I feel your hard work and anger, Huai Shi, you are starting to get serious."

"Is there an egg for serious use?"

Huai Shi asked in irritation, wiping the sweeping rolling pin and provoking it, the gun of compassion in his hand protruding forward, and the mighty sound burst out from the scream, before stepping, the rhythms of the layers converged into one, accompanied by the shooting of the gun, arrogant The chef's bloated body broke out and burst.

In an instant, a big hole was pierced, as if being bombarded by a giant cannon.

But the chief chef still didn't hurt or itchy, grinning, stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Huai Shi's neck, grabbed him, and smashed it to the ground.

There was a loud noise, and immediately afterwards, the shadow of the rolling pin and the iron pot that was raised high overwhelmed Huai Shi's face.

Smash!

At that moment, all distracting thoughts disappeared from his mind.

Only left... escape!

When Huai Shi reacted, she felt the hurricane whistling behind her, and the loud noise of the iron pan and rolling pin hitting the ground.

He even withdrew tens of meters away in one step.

Like thunder.

No... it's Thunder!

Just above his hands, feet and body, at this moment, strands of electric light are constantly rising, stimulating his body, destroying muscles and cells, and stimulating all hidden power.

Just now, it was this sudden electric blessing that made Huai Shi's movements increase again, avoiding the mortal blow.

From the shelter of the king in the cloud.

When Huai Shi looked back at Ying Fangzhou, she saw the old man's indifferent appearance, and just waved her hand to signal to continue.

Can only continue.

When she looked at the furious head chef in front of her, Huai Shi had more confidence in her heart. She clenched the sword and axe in her hand, and stepped forward!

Then... I felt it, suddenly, stinging!

Achilles tendon, trapezius, semitendinosus...

The calf, shoulders, arms and five fingers are tingling pains under the electric light like a needle stick.

With the changes in Huai Shi's movements, the tingling areas began to shift, but every place was an important joint and point of force, which caused Huai Shi's movements to deform suddenly and was almost smashed by the iron pan again. Mashed meat.

What the hell?

This is still a DEBUFF?

But when he ran away, the sting and strange disappeared without a trace.

I can't understand it at all. This is to let yourself go and fight, don't shake your opponent hard?

But the moment this thought came to mind, there was another tingling in the Achilles tendons and calves of his legs, causing him to stagger, stop abruptly on the spot, and gasp violently.

It seems... understand a little bit.

"Purification, purification, purification, why still don't understand?"

Ying Fangzhou's unpleasant anger came from outside the Lei Prison, "Huai Shi, how many times do you want me to say? How can you deal with the enemy, where are so many messy tricks!"

He said, "One blow is enough."

"Then I have to have basic skills like yours!" Huai Shi retorted angrily, "This is simply unrealistic."

"Why not realistic?"

Ying Fangzhou asked in a cold voice: "Also, who said...Your basic skills are not enough now?"

At that moment, Huai Shi was sluggish.

I forgot the burning pain under my feet, and was almost split into two by the cleavage of the bone-cutting giant knife. But in the mist that suddenly emerged in his mind, he seemed to...hold something again.

When he dodged and counterattacked again, the tingling pain continued to surface around his body like a ghost. This time, he finally realized the origin of the tingling.

That is not Ying Fangzhou's flogging.

It's the side effect of Yunzhongjun's blessing... the side effect of deliberately doing it!

The stimulation and overload damage of the muscles by the electric current reveal hidden dangers for Huai Shi that he has not noticed.

All the time, it is changing.

Thanks to the deep integration of the body and soul of the sublimator, the time consumed by the transmission of nerve signals is completely negligible. When the tactics and decisions emerged from the soul, Huai Shi's body naturally made preparations and coping methods.

Piercing? Chop? Back? Storm? Injury for injury? Or is it a roaming blow~www.wuxiaspot.com~ waiting for a good opportunity?

When countless coping options emerge from the mind, it brings more choices.

The use of texture involved includes calf muscles, big arms, forearms, spine or fingers and feet...

In a short moment, at least four or five different plans appeared on the body, pulling each part to prepare, but each one needed completely different, which led to conflict with each other, and each of them could not be fully accomplished , Every movement elbows each other in an imperceptible place...

If Luo Lao was here, he would definitely laugh at Huai Shi's dull understanding.

The skill and coping style of the complex disorder will only dazzle you. There are countless skills and the ability to write seven or eight pages of a list of extreme ideas on A4 paper in a five-point font. In the final analysis, that is just an alternative...

Ten coping methods are too many!

As long as there is only one plan taken, it is enough!

Only after abandoning all distracting thoughts and focusing on a pure blow can the real power effect be exerted!

When she suddenly realized this defect, Huai Shi flashed a subtle enlightenment in her mind, and a smile appeared involuntarily, and then she found...

There is no use for eggs at all!

The sting appeared on him again, even more violent than just before, making him dodge in embarrassment.

"What are you doing, Huai Shi!" Ying Fangzhou asked angrily.

It was as if the master had led in the door, but the disciple who could be suspicious began to jump repeatedly in front of the door.

I understand, but I don't fully understand. Entered, but not fully entered.

The flowing movements made people's blood pressure soar, and the uncontrollable evil fire wanted to hit people.

"I can't do it!"

Huai Shi cried.

There is a chapter behind

(End of this chapter)