Doomsday Rise

"Who is acting recklessly in the south of the city!"

Liu Wei'an's retreat place exploded, rubble was shot in all directions, and powerful spiritual thoughts enveloped the entire south of the city in an instant. All the scenery came into mind. When he saw clearly what happened, an unprecedented murderous intention emerged from the bottom of his heart. In an instant, it turned into a volcanic eruption, causing the sky to change color, and the clouds seemed to dim a bit.

The faceless head was beheaded and the body was shattered, leaving only one head leaning crookedly on the ground, with eyes wide open and unblinking. Luo Tuo Xiangzi's body was still there, but his heart was missing, leaving a big hole with blood gushing out.

The fat dragon was in the worst condition. All the flesh in his body was gone, leaving only a skeleton. He was not dead yet. The internal organs squeezed inside the skeleton were steaming, and his heart was still beating. Fei Long tried his best to open his eyes and glared at Lord Ku Rong. He felt so painful that he wanted to cry, but he endured it.

Corpses were everywhere, all of them were Ping An soldiers. Their deaths were so bizarre that there was almost no uniformity. Some had broken bones all over their bodies, some had their internal organs shattered, some had their throats twisted... Many people died in an instant, with no pain on their faces.

The blood almost dyed the ground red, and it was extremely tragic.

Tang Dingdong, the instructor of the Ping An Team, was not spared. Lord Kurong did not show mercy just because Tang Dingdong was a girl. He killed him with a single blow with a bloody hole between his eyebrows.

Nie Pohu did not die, not because of his strength or good luck, but because Lord Ku Rong deliberately tortured him. His body was covered with 18 arrows, all on his hands and feet. They were arranged strangely, as if they were in a certain formation. Many arrows were inserted into vital parts, but Nie Pohu was not dead. There is a magical force supporting his vitality, but the pain is endless.

Beads of sweat rolled down from Nie Pohu's brow, and his clothes were already soaked. His face was horribly pale and his veins were exposed, but he remained silent and tried his best to stay awake. Even though he knew it was impossible, he still tried hard to stretch out his fingers, and the bow that never left his body fell at his feet. It was so close, but he couldn't touch it, as if it was the end of the world.

With a dull groan, Xu Banxian flew out, the mirror shot into the sky, and the signboard fell to the ground sideways. The bell was still in his hand, but the sound was messy and the shaking was disturbing, and it lost the power to win people's hearts.

A flash of light flashed in Lord Ku Rong's eyes. He could have ended the battle long ago, but the blind man blocked his killing moves many times, delaying the time by twice. His body moved, leaving a series of afterimages in the void. In an instant, he caught up with Xu Banxian, his palm was like a knife, and he slashed down diagonally. I want to end this boring fight.

As powerful as Lord Ku Rong, he can hurt people even by flying flowers and picking leaves, and the sharpness of his hand knife is not much weaker than the magic weapons. Although Xu Banxian is blind, his sense of the outside world is much more sensitive than normal eyes. He discovered it as soon as Lord Ku Rong moved. He wanted to respond, but Lord Kurong was too fast. His tattered Taoist robe had just bulged up, and Lord Kurong's sword was already in front of him. The breath of death covered him like a tide. Xu Banxian was used to predicting bad luck for others, but when it was his turn, it didn't work.

He rolled his eyes, which were white but not black, and shouted, "Danger, call me——"

"I, the King of Heaven, will not be able to save you even if I come here." Venerable Kurong said in a calm tone, as if he was telling the irrefutable truth 112. However, as soon as his voice fell, his expression changed.

"Great Judgment Fist!"

Liu Wei'an opened his fist hundreds of meters away. As soon as the hand gesture was released, the heaven and earth reacted, the light became dim, and thunder faintly came from the void. When the fist was completed, the power of judgment had arrived in front of Lord Ku Rong, and the situation changed. , the earth cracked.

The power of one punch seemed to destroy the world.

Xu Banxian had never felt such a terrifying fist, so much so that he forgot about Lord Ku Rong. He looked at the infinitely expanding fist in a daze, and remembered a certain legend.

Maybe he was stimulated by the death of his subordinates, or maybe his spirit has been elevated to a new level after healing. Liu Wei'an himself didn't expect that a punch filled with anger would be so powerful. This punch was already 50% as powerful as the old madman. .

There were two choices before Lord Kurong. He could kill Xu Banxian without changing his sword, but he might be injured. The second choice was to change his tactics temporarily. He was unwilling to make this choice. He hated being coerced, but in the end He still changed his tactics.

"Withering Palm!"

One wither and one with glory, the power of life and death is transformed, forming the power of destroying the world. When he was born, he was withered and prosperous

Lord Rong's face turned red, like a well-maintained rich man. When he died, his face turned into a skeleton, like a dehydrated mummy, with only a layer of dry skin covering the bones. A person's rapid transformation between two forms is more exciting than magic.

boom--

The fists and palms collided, and the terrifying sound was compressed between the dimensions. Liu Wei'an's figure stagnated. The next moment, the bright light deep in his dark eyes burst out, and the terrifying breath rushed straight from the Tianling Gai. Yunxiao punched out again.

"Great Judgment Fist!"

Lord Ku Rong's face changed dramatically twice. Different from the regular pattern before, these two changes of color seemed hasty. Seeing Liu Wei'an's second punch with almost no interval, his eyes became gloomy. With his current status, he rarely takes action, and there are even fewer people who dare to attack him. Most of the masters cannot pass the Taoist level.

Those who were truly qualified to fight him had no chance to attack him, but from Liu Wei'an, he really felt suppressed. This made him extremely embarrassed.

"Withering Palm!"

In the flash of light and stone, the two collided for the second time. This time, neither of them could control their strength. A small amount of power was released. The ground cracked instantly, and the spider web spread hundreds of meters. Xu Banxian, who had not completely escaped, was unlucky and was caught by the storm. It hit the edge of the body, and with a whoosh, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned into a bitter gourd face.

"Great Judgment Fist!"

"Great Judgment Fist!"

"Great Judgment Fist!"

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At this moment, Liu Wei'an visualized the old madman. He was still the same person, but his energy and spirit were very different from usual. He had entered a mysterious and mysterious state. The power of the Great Judgment Fist showed a geometric improvement, each punch was stronger than the last. heavy.

The thunder intensified and became deafening.

When Venerable Ku Rong received the third punch, his palms began to tremble. When he received the fourth punch, his upper body began to shake. When he received the fifth punch, he took a step back, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

Liu Wei'an used his mental skills to make his internal energy endless to support the terrible consumption of the Great Judgment Fist. A normal punch would consume all the strength of his body. He fired twenty-eight punches in one go. Finally, the last punch fell. Lord Ku Rong's face changed twice in an instant, and finally returned to the normal half red light, half dry, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were gloomy and terrifying, as if he wanted to eat people.