Earth Destruction Plan

The sky was faintly bright, and in the hazy morning light, the four hills in the distance became clearer and clearer, and with the ghost's big hand wave, almost at the same time, a burst of light rose from the top of the hill, and dozens of lasers were instantly focused on the top of the hill. At the center, thick smoke billowed, and a few seconds later, a huge explosion sounded, and Song Xiaojia's legs softened and he sat down on the spot.

　　Lele also saw tears in her eyes, she yelled: "Big sister and second sister, parents..."

　　 Zhang Diandian is also limp, looking at the flames in disbelief, what should I do? What to do... The only thing Hao Zhi will save is Wang Yanke's parents...

　　 But everyone looked around, but didn't find the shadow of Hao Zhi's return. Isn't he not strong enough to save a single person?

Everyone was silly on the spot, waiting for more than a minute, only to see a shadow in the air, Hao Zhi like falling from mid-air, slammed to the ground, sweating all over, violently. Coughing.

　　 There is no one beside him...

　　 "Oh? It seems to be physically weak, it would be nice if I could escape back!" The ghost walked to him triumphantly and knelt down to look at the exhausted Hao Zhi.

Xu Zhe sighed: "It seems that Hao Zhi has also seen through the real purpose of the ghost, and he can't save any of them. If this is the case, the hatred concentrated on him can be transferred to the ghost, and the ghost will be dead this time. Now! Although this is the only way out of it, it can intensify conflicts, strengthen combat effectiveness, condense their strength, and make it possible to defeat the ghost!"

　　 Sure enough, the girls first cried sadly for a while, and the sadness quickly turned into anger.

First, Zhang Diandian stood up. She lowered her head, her silver teeth shattered, her eyes widened, and her mixed strength was squeezed to her chest. Her muscles were tight, her fists were clenched, shivering, and something was brewing. Unparalleled anger and sorrow, suddenly, she yelled at the ghost angrily: "Ghost, you go to die--deadly--!"

The shout that shook the world burst out, resounding through the world in the blink of an eye, and the air wave shook across the sky like the earth and the mountains shook towards the ghost. The entire valley shook with a huge echo, and the pine forest shook violently, even the gravel on the ground. They all jumped violently, the ankle-length grass fell in the direction of the sound wave attack, like the ups and downs of wheat waves, showing a ring of violent oscillation waves. Everyone centered on the dots was washed down by the sound waves, and most people couldn’t adapt. With this huge sound, the balance organ of the inner ear was blasted out, and I felt light-headed and dizzy, so I had to lie down on the spot, covering my ears and sifting the chaff!

　　 At the center of the directional attack, the ghost's horrified eyes widened...

　　 With the overwhelming sound wall banging, the ghost hurriedly tried to raise his hands to defend it, but this was not a tangible fist or a bomb. How could his pair of metal gloves stop it?

The invisible sound waves drove everything around him to make a deafening roar. He blinked and surrounded the ghost and Hao Zhi. Hao Zhi had naturally learned her trick. He cleverly blocked his ears with his fingers and opened his mouth. Ah the ground yelled to balance the internal and external sound waves, but even if I was lying on the ground, I could feel the bones of the mixed body creaking.

Soon, a little bit of lung power was exhausted, and the sound waves traveled away like a thousand horses, sweeping across the entire mountainous area. Under the nearby hillside, on the top of the mountain a few kilometers away, countless giant insects were overthrown by the air wave. The energy and the circuit burned out in a puff, and black smoke and flames appeared everywhere.

　　 In the sky directly above the top of the mountain, several red clouds reflecting the morning glow were suddenly dispersed by sound waves and air waves, breaking into strips of ripples, which looked like a huge signal icon from a distance.

"What a terrifying sound wave!" Xu Zhe put down his hands covering his ears, and said with a look of stunned expression. The energy of is really huge, just not good at using it!"

The loud noise dissipated, and the shirt on the ghost body had been shocked into rags, revealing a tight and strong muscle. He only wore a pair of black steel gloves, raised his hands, and his anger was wide, as if he was stupid. There, after a daze for a while, a mouthful of blood spurted out, sprinkled on the green grass, and a little heat...

But don’t allow him to rest. Song Xiaojia is like a black lightning knife that has already been killed. She concentrated all her anger and resentment on her wrist, and she lifted the knife with both hands and smashed her whole body without reservation. The power is all pressed onto the blade, wishing to split the ghost and the mountain behind it in half!

The ghost just wanted to wipe the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, but saw the morning light reflected in the morning light, the shining blade cut through the air, and drew a semi-circular blade to slash it head-on. Thinking that there was not enough time to dodge, he had to fight in a hurry and put his hands together. , An empty-handed blade, stuck the knife body firmly. This trick he has confidently dealt with countless people with knives, but this time is different. Even though he himself has extraordinary powers, he can't hold the opposite side. Song Xiaojia is the ancestor of the power school.

This knife poured all of Song Xiaojia’s anger. The trajectory of the war knife alone swept the air and produced huge ripples. The collision between the ghost's diamond gloves and Yinggang war knife caused dazzling sparks. The force was too heavy to support, and he fell on one knee and smashed into the ground under his feet severely.

Everyone exclaimed, only hearing a "click" in their ears. Song Xiaojia's Yinggang sword, which is known as the hardest on earth, was torn apart by the two from the middle. The first half of the blade was firmly clamped by the ghost, and the second half. The blade was broken in Song Xiaojia's hand and turned into a half-sword. Although it was blocked and stagnated, he still stubbornly chopped it down with the power of thunder. From the right shoulder of the ghost to the chest, it was wiped across, and a bright red line appeared. The blood trough burst open, and blood spattered.

The ghost took two steps backwards under the great pain. At the same time, there was great pain and the right shoulder that had been dislocated by forceful pressure. He could no longer hold on, and threw half of the saber aside, his left hand covering his shoulder. , His right hand turned back and pinched the cut flesh on his chest, but he couldn't stop the blood flow.

Song Xiaojia had already blushed. She looked at the half of the broken knife in her hand and threw her hand at the ghost bitterly. The ghost staggered and dodged. When she turned back, Song Xiaojia had already flew over and fisted on her left fist. His face and right fist followed the upper hook, and the ghost couldn't avoid it. His head twisted with Song Xiaojia's movements. After a dozen punches, he stumbled and stumbled, and fell heavily to the ground.

　　Song Xiaojia played for a long time. Seeing the ghost fell, but did not catch up, her movements suddenly slowed down, her hands dropped straight down, and she asked sadly, "Why don't you fight back?"

The ghost lying on the ground coughed violently and coughed out another mouthful of blood. His brow bones were already swollen and his entire face was beaten like a deformed pumpkin, but he suddenly laughed: "Hahahaha, little goddess, your fist is really the fiercest I have ever seen, enjoyable, enjoyable!"

　　 "Even if you can't beat me, you won't be so helpless to fight back!" Song Xiaojia felt as if he had been humiliated, staring at the ghost bitterly.

"You can see it?" The ghost lay in the grass, biting his teeth and enduring the pain, and then squeezing out a sign-like sneer, "I just want to try to see who has the stronger power between you and me." , After all, people with the same supernatural powers are very rare in this world. It’s as if you are walking on the street and meet another self who is not twins. Don’t you want to immediately pull the other person to the mirror to compare the differences between each other? ?"

　　 "If you thought I would be soft, you would be wrong!" Song Xiaojia gritted his teeth bitterly, and then glanced at the billowing smoke that was still burning on the top of the mountain in the distance.

　　 "If you think I won't fight back, then you are wrong!"

The ghost suddenly swept his legs on the spot. Song Xiaojia was taken aback, and quickly pulled back and jumped back. The ghost whirled and turned over like an upside-down helicopter with one foot on the ground. When Song Xiaojia was about to land, he dashed forward and punched Song Xiaojia’s lower abdomen with a back hand. This series of actions was courageous and coherent. The calculations were ingenious. When it was almost the first action of the attack, he had already budgeted for it. Like something that will happen in the future.

　　 Standing on the high post watching the battle, the Golden Tiger couldn't help sighing secretly: "Master!"

As the champion of the army's free combat competition, he is probably the person who can understand ghost movements best. The so-called expert knows if there is any when he takes a shot. Jin Hu has also worked with Song Xiaojia, knowing that her fights are mostly intuitive. She has a fighting instinct, and what she is better than her is that she has good fighting skills and can use fake moves to trick the opponent into revealing their flaws.

　　 However, the ghost is completely different. The combat IQ he possesses is not comparable to instinct or technology ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ That kind of thing is called-experience!

An experience accumulated after countless battles can predict what will happen to the next three to five actions based on a subtle movement of the opponent’s body or a subtle change in the relative position of the two. So as to react in advance!

Just like this, Song Xiaojia saw the punch coming over, and wanted to adjust his body but couldn't do anything. Her body was still falling, and there was no support point before it hit the ground. He only watched his body fall into the opponent's fist path. There is no way, if it hits the lower abdomen, she will inevitably suffer a lot of injuries. She can only instinctively curl up the legs that are about to land, and use her knees to push the ghost's fists, hoping to rely on the strong protective ability of her steel armor. Take this one.

"Boom..." Song Xiaojia curled up into a ball in mid-air. Although he protected her lower abdomen, she was hit and flew horizontally. He smashed into the crowd like a huge bowling ball. It's like rushing into a truck, wiping it and killing it, and pouring out a human alley in the blink of an eye, splashing a large amount of blood, and flying stumps.

Fortunately, the cliff behind the Eagle's Mouth Rock blocked her a bit, or she didn't know how far she would fly, Song Xiaojia hit the rock hard and fell to the ground again, she struggled twice. I tried to stand up, but found that the armors of both knees were all cracked, and both of his calves were injured, trembling like noodles, and unable to support his body.

　　 But, is Song Xiaojia a girl who can easily admit defeat? She still gritted her teeth and stood up, although she only stood for less than five seconds, she knelt on the ground with her legs soft, and her hands on the ground, staring angrily at the ghost in the distance.

　　 The ghost smiled evilly, opened his arms and slowly walked towards Song Xiaojia in the crowd: "Now that I know my true power? Who else will come?"