Chapter 441 Global Focus! Shocking Showdown!

This shit!

Misfortune diverted to the east!

This trick is very slippery!

"Wow!"

Inside the spaceship above the Empire State Building, a ray of light shot down and hit the purple-masked man. The purple-masked man disappeared instantly, and then the spaceship's light wave flashed and disappeared!

"call!"

Inside the Pentagon, a group of bigwigs breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now!

There was a boss who was so quick that he asked the staff to call the authority of the broadcasting system, and suddenly yelled, and the yell was really effective!

"The United States is safe!"

"We're safe!"

"Let that man have a headache!"

A group of bigwigs smiled at this moment.

"What if... what if Chen killed the purple-faced alien..."

A big guy suddenly thought of something and made a point.

Moment!

All the bosses were silent, and their faces changed drastically!

the other side.

At the headquarters of the Huaxia Ability Group, Lin Zhengming and Lao Nie also suddenly changed their expressions!

"Here we come! Extraordinary energy has been detected! That spaceship should have obtained global map information through the Internet and sent it directly!"

Lao Nie has a serious face!

"Boss, is that guy... Thanos? How could such a creature really exist?"

Xiao Peng was confused.

"Whether it's Thanos or not, his ability is indeed terrifying. He can kill life with a snap of his fingers. This ability...is very similar to Chen Zheng's ability."

Lin Zhengming frowned.

"Here we come! Over Nanshi!"

Lao Nie exclaimed!

On the monitoring screen!

Over Nanshi!

A spaceship appeared silently!

And this spaceship is the one that landed on the metropolis of the United States before!

The mysterious live broadcast room also broadcast this scene live at the same time!

"Stab!"

Next second!

Sword Qi appeared out of thin air!

A face to face!

That terrifying sword energy cut the spaceship into pieces!

what!

Be it the supernatural group or the audience in the mysterious live broadcast room, their eyes widened at this moment!

Is this a spike?

Wow!

No spike!

A figure flashed!

Purple Mask!

The Purple Mask is still alive!

And the purple-masked man showed a weird smile again, and raised his right hand, this guy is about to snap his fingers again!

"boom!"

Sudden!

A figure soared into the sky!

That figure kicked the purple-masked man into the sky!

Before everyone could react, everything in the mysterious live broadcast room had been cut outside the atmosphere!

"boom!"

A figure flashed, and kicked down again, this kick turned the purple-masked man into a super meteor, smashing towards the western land! A moment later, there was a loud noise, which came from the Sahara Desert in Africa!

The screen in the mysterious live broadcast room was cut again, and it was cut to the African Sahara Desert!

this moment!

There are only two figures in the live broadcast!

One of them was the purple-masked man in the big hole!

And another figure was floating in the air, and there was a faint smile on the familiar face of the audience all over the world!

Chen Zheng!

This is Chen Zheng!

"It's fierce!"

"Hang and beat the purple-faced monster!"

"Damn it! The American guy's plan to bring disaster to the east has failed, Chen Zhenghang beat this alien purple-faced monster who can snap his fingers!"

cheer!

boiling!

In the mysterious live broadcast room, not only the Chinese audience was cheering, but many foreigners were also cheering. Those gringos knew very well that if the man recognized by the extraordinary world on Earth couldn't handle the purple-faced aliens, then all the people on Earth might be doomed.

so!

Or ask that man to kill the purple-masked man!

"boom!"

In the big pit in the Sahara desert, the purple-faced man rushed into the air with a force in an instant. At this moment, he was suspended in the air, looked at Chen Zheng with a scrutinizing look, and suddenly raised his right hand. In a sly smile, I snapped my fingers!

"Fuck!"

"Finger snapping is coming!"

"Will Chen..."

The global audience held its breath once again!

Snap your fingers and go down!

The target is wiped out!

Will Chen Zheng be obliterated under this kind of power!

call!

The wind is blowing in the Sahara Desert!

"is that useful.

"

Chen Zheng spoke!

Indifferent to the extreme, I asked the purple-faced man!

The purple-masked man originally had a sly smile on his face, but when he heard Chen Zheng's voice at this moment, his complexion instantly darkened. After a short thought, he raised his right hand again and snapped his fingers!

Boo!

Very crisp!

The audience in the mysterious live broadcast room heard the snap of their fingers as if they were in the live broadcast!

but!

It seems...it doesn't seem to work!

Chen Zheng floated in the air unharmed, not even a single hair was wiped off!

"invalid!"

"Immune to snapping fingers!"

"Strong! Too strong! Chen! My idol! Please give me a chance, let me hug your thigh!"

The audience is boiling!

"The body is immortal, the soul is immortal... This man's passive attributes are too terrifying. Even if the universe explodes, he will probably be fine."

In the presidential suite of a luxury hotel in Huaxia Shanghai, Lola Mishima looked at the screen of her mobile phone and couldn't help sighing. The little witch of Bodo stood aside, her eyes widened at this moment, looking at the man floating in the air on the screen of the mobile phone, her eyes were full of little stars.

"Boom!"

Snap your fingers again!

call!

There is wind after snapping your fingers!

I don't know if it was because of the snapping of the fingers, a terrifying sandstorm suddenly formed and swept towards Chen Zheng's direction!

"is that useful."

It was also at this time that Chen Zheng's indifferent voice sounded again.

"boom!"

The voice just fell!

Chen Zheng appeared in front of the purple-masked man in an instant, kicked the purple-masked man flying away, and carried the purple-masked man to the terrifying Sandstorm!

Purple Mask!

It was like a super cannonball crashing into a terrifying sandstorm!

boom!

There was a loud bang!

The sandstorm exploded!

"..."

All the audience in the mysterious live broadcast room were dumbfounded at this moment, and even forgot to post the barrage!

This shit!

It's really a purple-faced man with a hammer!

List!

too strong!

Strong enough to make opponents despair!

Wow!

The sandstorm dissipated!

The Purple Mask is still alive!

But it was obvious that the purple-masked man had lost his composure. The purple-masked man's face was completely gloomy, and his sly smile that seemed to be his iconic smile was gone. At this moment, he fixed his eyes on Chen Zheng!

boom!

He disappeared from the spot!

He appeared in front of Chen Zheng!

He punched fiercely at Chen's front door!

Chen Zheng didn't move!

Stay where you are!

when!

There was a shocking sound of iron strikes!

Before the terrifying punch of the purple-masked man hit Chen Zheng's face, there was a shocking sound of striking iron, and the purple-masked man flew backwards with a bang! And at the moment when the purple-masked man flew upside down, Chen Zheng moved!

He raised his right hand!

He snapped his fingers!

"Boom!"

Very crisp!

When audiences around the world heard the snap of their fingers, their hearts skipped a beat, and they all stared at the live broadcast in the mysterious live broadcast room!

Crash!

The purple-masked man flying upside down!

Exploding clothes!

All in battle armor!

Helmet on your head!

All gone!

All the hair on his body was reduced to ashes!

Except for the strangely shaped gloves and a pair of underwear, the purple-masked man's equipment is all scum!

"That... the panties must have been left on purpose by Chen..."

After a brief silence in the mysterious live broadcast room, some viewers posted a particularly conspicuous purple barrage.