Psychics don't die from gunfire

Song Shi's fighting style has always been to attack instead of defend, to kill to stop killing.

After being suppressed in a rare situation and accumulating strength, the slash he swung at this moment was earth-shattering. Even Lu Danshu's four thousand punches and arrows that could destroy mountains and uproot mountains were swallowed by the surging black flames!

There was no time to evade or withdraw.

He didn't want to withdraw at all!

Lu Danshu's hair was shaking wildly. She laughed wildly, and her ten fingers suddenly folded slightly. She suddenly gathered up the torrential rain of punches, as if she was holding a large tripod in her arms. Her hands swung around, as if she was holding the tripod, and she threw a fierce and violent punch!

The dozens of meters long flames collided with the huge fists, and the center of the sea of ​​fire that covered everything suddenly collapsed inward, forming a rolling vortex.

The ground within a radius of ten meters shook, and then the radius of fifty meters, one hundred meters, the unimaginably powerful spiritual aftermath caused a huge pit with a depth of ten meters and a smooth cross-section to appear on the ground.

Wherever the pit reached, everything was vacuum, and the atmosphere and the flames of disaster were all turned into dust.

Lu Danshu took a deep breath, exhaling like clouds, recovering her unstable breath.

First, she hit a full three thousand super-high-speed punches in a row, and then used a strong and fierce punch to shake the flames. Even with her physique, she had to slow down.

"Good gentleman, are you not going to continue?"

Then, Lu Danshu laughed.

She licked the lead and mercury blood beads dripping on the back of her hand, and she could see that it was now covered with fine cracks like broken glass, and even spread all the way up to her elbow.

As if burned by the residual temperature, Lu Danshu retracted her tongue again, spit, and slowly put down her hand.

She actually anticipated the opponent's counterattack and was mentally prepared, but when it really broke out, the terrifying killing power of that slash was still beyond her mental preparation.

Facing such a slash, she transformed from a high-speed continuous arrow into a fierce and violent punch. Even if her boxing skills were high, the difference in the nature of the two moves still prevented the punch from reaching its peak and was a little inferior.

In a fight of this level, it was a little inferior.

That means losing.

"Of course, I will give you a chance to be convinced."

Song Shi, who was far away, slightly lowered his heavy killing, and his trembling right arm finally stabilized again: "If I go now, I'm afraid you will say that I took advantage of your bad net to attack."

"Aren't you the same as me, and you have no spare power?"

"Is there anyone who doesn't have spare power?"

Song Shi smiled.

"That's great."

Those charming smiles disappeared, replaced by a wanton and flamboyant style.

Lu Danshu raised her eyebrows and casually pulled off her tattered windbreaker. She only wore a corset, revealing large areas of skin.

At first glance, the surface of this skin was glittering and as transparent as jade. At second glance, it seemed like diamond iron, indestructible.

At third glance, the two characteristics were mixed into one, emitting a deep red and almost black wolf smoke.

This is a symbol of the culmination of the psychic skill [Qi and Blood Furnace]. If according to the statement of the Enterprise Alliance, this is the psychic's vitality is too surging, and the quality is too high, extremely condensed.

Even from the perspective of the concept alone, Lu Danshu is worthy of the title of [Martial Master], the world's walker of this generation and the twelfth heaven.

As Song Shi saw at this moment, there was no trace of prosthetic implants on the woman's body.

The [Transcendence] road that Lu Danshu embarked on was surprisingly one of the most classical and traditional roads in the East Land.

And she also did it uprightly, and reached the point where she could be called a "grandmaster".

Based on a series of spiritual skills such as [Indestructible Diamond], [Blood Furnace], [Mercury Blood Silver Marrow], etc., after punching day after day and polishing year after year, this "immaculate martial body" was formed.

Even though there are obvious burns and cuts on this "immaculate martial body", the surging fighting spirit bursting from it is becoming more and more intense, and even the air is infected with it, and it is full of strong blood.

"Song Shi. Song Shi, what beautiful tricks are you preparing? Hmm? You don't expect to just go head-to-head and blast, beat, me?"

Lu Danshu rubbed his shoulders, and his face showed naked joy.

This is not an empty statement. With her terrifying physique, if she continues to fight with punches and blades like this, the opponent will definitely collapse first. I am only injured now, while the opponent can be considered to be holding on. I am afraid that all my internal organs, bones, flesh and blood are shaking.

Rather, it is the most incredible thing that the other party, as a [Dayuan], took so many punches from him head-on.

"But I don't want to listen."

Then, the woman raised her slender index finger.

She slowly exhaled hot air, her eyebrows trembled slightly, and in her amber pupils, there was only pure expectation.

"I will beat you until you say it."

A new punch came!

In the fist wind that hit him, Song Shi laughed and started "Self-Immolation" without hesitation. Without the investment of fire, the endurance of "Self-Immolation" was reduced, but this desperate meaning made the amplification intensity of "Self-Immolation" even higher.

Under the sudden increase in amplification, Song Shi Chongshi stirred up the raging flames, and the flames that were wrapped around him suppressed the punch!

"I have prepared a beautiful trick, but I have to see if you are qualified!"

Lu Danshu didn't think about it, and he opened his bows left and right, and hammered out another heavy punch. The two punches overlapped and stopped the opponent's offensive.

Bang-boom boom boom!

After activating "Self-immolation", with the improvement in all aspects, Song Shi finally changed from the original style of being suppressed by the fist and could only wait for an opportunity to counterattack, to barely having a sense of equal strength. The two sides attacked at high speed. Looking down from the sky, two streams of light dragged a line of tail marks on the ground, and the aftermath roared one after another, hitting all the shuttles and camera drones that tried to watch, and they could only fly to the outer periphery.

Chong Shi chopped down and turned slightly to retract.

Just before the chop was about to be chopped and the power was still being accumulated, a fierce punch was thrown on the head, forcing Song Shi to interrupt the power accumulation and slash in advance.

Lu Danshu bit Chong Shi.

Literally! At the moment when Chong Shi chopped, Lu Danshu rushed forward, letting the flames of disaster rush straight to the five orifices, and bit Chong Shi with two rows of neat and white teeth! He even used it as a medium to control Song Shi's right hand!

The teeth did not shake, the Adam's apple did not tremble, and the lips did not move.

But at this moment, the surrounding world was filled with vigorous and arrogant chants.

Eight thousand punches.

"Long live for a thousand years——"

Five fingers together, tightened and pinched.

This is a posture that has been repeated countless times since childhood and has long constituted an inseparable part of the existence of "Lu Danshu". It is more natural than nature and more instinctive than instinct.

This is the posture of clenching fists.

In this moment when biting Chongshi and freeing both hands.

Towards the young man in front of him, Lu Danshu raised his hands, clenched his fists, and bent his knees.

From bottom to top.

"——One punch."

The sky.

The hole opened.