Doomsday Rise

"Amitabha, dear donors, there is enough blood coagulation grass, why not distribute it equally? Fighting for it will inevitably lead to death and injury." Come to see the master and start to be a good person again.

"Fart, the city square is my territory, everything on it belongs to me, distribute it equally, distribute it to your sister, you dead monk." Putao jumped up and cursed.

"Master, it's not that I don't respect you, it's obvious that no one agrees with your proposal." The swordsman in blue had an edge in his smile.

"Amitabha, sin, sin!" The master came to see him with an unbearable expression.

"Do you bastards really think that my territory is a hotel, and you can come here whenever you want?" Putao's face showed a ferocious look, and he shouted loudly: "Attack, kill them all!"

Everyone thought it was the remaining 100 or so men who took action. Unexpectedly, the expressions of these 100 or so men changed drastically and they quickly retreated. Blue rays of light shot from all directions like raindrops.

"Laser gun!"

Taichu Sanwa's expression changed, her fingers spread out, and purple light bloomed, blocking the blue light arc shooting in this direction.

"ah--"

A fat man couldn't dodge, and half of his body was cut off by the arc of light. He saw that he would not survive.

"What the hell is this?" The short man was small and jumped on the ground, trying to avoid the laser guns, but the laser guns were too dense, and an arc of light swept past, and his head disappeared.

"Damn it!" A strong man was rubbed by the arc of light. His left arm was gone, blood was flowing, and he was sweating from the pain.

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The evolvers who rushed onto the field obviously did not expect that there were weapons that could threaten them. The square had an unobstructed view, and there was not even a thing to block it. They were beaten by laser guns in a panic. People kept screaming and falling down, and the air was filled with a strong The smell of blood.

"Stinky monk, go to hell!" Putao suddenly burst out, shooting a beam of light from his fist and hitting the master.

boom!

The beam hit Master Lai Jian, and a thunderous sound erupted. Everyone's ears were buzzing. Master Lai Jian moved back three feet, and two blue arcs of light shot at him.

"Come and see him!" Taichu Sanwa couldn't help shouting. Although he disdained some of Come and See's actions, he couldn't bear to see him die like this.

"Buddha's light shines everywhere!" He came to see the master and put his hands together.

A Buddha appeared above the head, the Buddha emitted golden light, and the blue arc of light was silently melted.

"I'll do it!" The strong man from the Iron Tower stepped forward and blocked Liu Wei'an, making up for the gap that Taichu Sanba couldn't take care of. Although the strong man in the iron tower has lost his arms, his momentum has not decreased at all. His body blooms with brilliance and transforms into a vajra.

The blue arc of light hit him without leaving even a trace.

"What an amazing horizontal kung fu!" The swordsman in blue couldn't help but praise.

The middle-aged gunman moved his fingers, and the black spear disappeared. A scream sounded in the darkness, like the sound of the tide, and then everything stopped in an instant. The spear appeared in the gunman's hand, and the laser gun in his direction was gone.

"Unsheath!" The blue-clothed swordsman's voice resounded through the city square, and the three-foot green blade burst out with dazzling brilliance. Dozens of sword lights shot out in all directions, and disappeared in a flash, followed by screams, followed by those in those directions. The laser gun also stopped.

The screams sounded again, the figure flickered, and Jian Twenty-Three, who had disappeared at an unknown time, reappeared in its original position, as if it had never moved, and the laser gun fired at Liu Wei'an disappeared, and the last scream fell. No more laser guns.

"Damn it, you're the one who killed me." Putao's face was dark, and his golden eyes began to turn black. Strange power was emitted, and everyone felt that their bodies were about to move, and there was a feeling of being out of control.

puff--

Like the head of a drum being punctured, Grape's fist was pulled out of an evolved person's chest, and the body disappeared again. Tens of meters away, the messy-haired evolver sensed danger and moved his lightning horizontally, but he was still a step too late. The abnormal movement in his body not only affected his judgment, but also affected his speed.

puff--

The head was broken like a watermelon, with red and white splattering all over the place.

"It's your turn!" Putao's eyes stared at a big man who was three points stronger than the strong man in the Iron Tower. The big man struggled on his face and wanted to dodge to avoid the sharp edge, but Putao's eyes seemed to have magnetism, making him His speed was not even half of the normal speed, and he watched helplessly as Putao's fist easily penetrated his body and shattered his heart.

All the strength in his body drained out like a tide, and the strong man's eyes froze in unwillingness.

"Donor, don't commit murder." Master Laijian moved his body to stop Grape, but he himself was also affected by the strange power, and his speed dropped a lot.

"You should take care of yourself, smelly monk, you will be next." Putao bypassed him and appeared in front of another evolver.

"If you want to kill me, let's see if your teeth are good--" The evolved person has the ability to be petrified and his body is extremely hard. However, before he could finish his words, his body was shattered by Putao's punch.

There are also trace amounts of metal in the stone.

As long as there is a trace of metal, in the eyes of grapes, there is no secret. His ability to manipulate metal is so terrifying.

In an instant, those evolvers who came later were all killed by Putao. The bodies of those attacked by him were all under control. They were clearly dodging, but they seemed to take the initiative to attack. Putao killed people like chopping vegetables, effortlessly.

Ding--

Putao approached the swordsman in blue, and his fist collided with the tip of the sword. A look of uneasiness flashed on the swordsman's face, and he quickly retreated. Putao's second punch failed.

A flash of murderous intent flashed across Putao's eyes. This man could dodge two of his punches and was a formidable opponent. He moved sideways and appeared in front of the middle-aged gunman. No need to accumulate energy, just punch out.

boom--

The tip of the gun collided with the fist, a thunderous sound erupted, and the air waves swept in all directions. The two of them each took a step back, but immediately took a step forward, and the black spear was launched like a poisonous dragon, as fast as thunder.

Putao's face was ugly. This dark spear was not made of metal, but a kind of wood, which reduced his ability to control metal by more than half. However, he was not afraid at all, and punched out, exceeding the speed of sound.

Shila——

The black spear pierced his fist, followed his arm to his shoulder, and came out from his back. The middle-aged gunman was not happy and was shocked. The spear seemed to be welded to Putao's body. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it back. The spear remained indifferent. Grape was pierced through the arm, but did not appear to be injured at all, and his left fist flew out.

The middle-aged gunman is faced with two choices: abandon his gun and retreat. Without his weapon, his strength will be reduced by more than half. Second, fight head-on. However, in front of a fist whose speed exceeds the speed of sound, he has little chance of winning in a head-on fight. Time did not allow the middle-aged gunman to think too much. His eyes shot out, and his body shook three times in an instant, and three forces were transmitted into the black spear.

Bang, bang, bang!

Putao's body shook three times and he could no longer lock the black spear.

laugh--

The middle-aged gunman drew his weapon. At the critical moment, the tip of the gun pierced his left fist, making a slight sound.

Bo——

Putao couldn't help but take three steps back as if he was struck by lightning. The middle-aged gunman did not take the opportunity to attack, but moved back tens of meters to distance himself from him, his eyes wary.

"Let you go for now." Putao also knew that this person was difficult to deal with, so he changed his target and appeared in front of the beggar.

"Young man, it's better to keep a low profile." The beggar punched him without dodging. The beggar didn't move at all, and Putao retreated tens of meters, shocking everyone.

"Old guy, what kind of palm is this?" Putao was shocked and angry, with a faint hint of fear in his eyes.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" The beggar said calmly.

"Damn it!" Putao's face twitched. "Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon" is a martial arts made up in a novel, and the beggar is deceiving him. However, he did not dare to continue attacking the beggar and turned to deal with the Skeleton Man.

"Don't you know I can control bones?" The Bone Man laughed, and the two of them exchanged palms, and they were evenly matched.

Putao wanted to control the metal in the Bone Man's body, and the Bone Man also wanted to control the bones in Putao's body, but both of them could control the effects on their bodies. In the end, no one could influence the other, and no one could deal with the other.

Putao was depressed and aimed his gaze at the mist, but when he attacked, he realized that it was just a mist. His attack passed through the black mist and hit nothing.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Putao was confused.

"I'm a ghost!" A voice came from the black mist.

"I'm not afraid of people, why are you still shooting ghosts?" Putao yelled, emboldened by this, his fist broke through the speed of sound, and the storm he created shattered the tiles of Dali Temple, but could not disperse the floating mist.

"Your ability has a time limit, right?" Heiwu chuckled, his laughter cold, and the temperature in the air seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

"It's your turn." Putao was sure that there was nothing he could do about Hei Wu, so he gave up decisively and appeared in front of Liu Wei'an and the other five.

"You are no match for me!" The strong man from the Iron Tower said in a loud voice.

Putao's response was a pair of fists, which pierced the air and hit the strong man in the iron tower instantly. However, the strong man in the iron tower seemed not to have thought about dodging at all, and just stood upright.

Bang, bang!

The strong man in the iron tower was motionless, like a mountain. Putao took a step back, his metal fists aching.

"Damn it, I still don't believe it." Putao was furious and activated his ability to control metal with all his strength. His fists blasted out again, and the sonic boom resounded throughout the city square.

boom--

The strong man in the iron tower was still as steady as a mountain. Putao took three steps back, his arms trembling slightly, and his face couldn't stop the horror. The swordsman in blue, the middle-aged gunman and the skeleton man couldn't help but express surprise. Before, seeing the stupid look of the strong man in the iron tower, they thought that even though he was powerful, he was limited. But now they realized that they had seriously ignored him.

"What kind of kung fu are you doing?" Fang Fang couldn't help but ask.

"It's enough to take a beating!" The strong man from the Iron Tower wanted to touch his face, but found that his arms were gone, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Your sister!" Putao's face twitched. His eyes moved back and forth, looking for new targets, only to find that those who could beat him had been killed. Those who couldn't beat him had already withdrawn from the city square. There was nothing he could do about the rest. No, I couldn't help but feel frustrated.

"Putao, you are quite capable. Are you interested in following me?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"You? Pretty boy, if you can beat me with one fist, I will follow you!" Putao said disdainfully. It's not that he looked down on Liu Wei'an. Liu Wei'an didn't make a move since he appeared. He relied on Jian Twenty-Three And protect Taichu Sanwa. At first glance, you can tell that he is the kind of powerful young master. This kind of person, with a silver spear and a wax tip, is vulnerable to a blow.

Hu Zufei is very good at it, but not good at fighting.

"Seriously?" Liu Wei'an laughed.

"I'm all over the city square, and I can still lie to you." Putao said angrily. As soon as he finished speaking, a fist expanded infinitely in his eyes. He didn't even see clearly how Liu Wei'an bypassed the iron tower and the strong man appeared in front of him. He hurriedly raised his hand Fist to resist.

boom--

The grapes were shot hundreds of meters like a cannonball, almost flying out of the edge of the square before landing heavily. Bang, smashing more than a dozen tiles, which shocked the entire audience.