Chapter 990 The Exclusive Magic Weapon of Hall Master Zi!

After more than a dozen demon kings of Zixi were beaten out by the battlefield ghost again, his arms were numb, which shows that the strength of the Tianzi battlefield ghost is very terrifying!

City Lord Han and the others were in a cold sweat.

This exhibitionist is a fierce man. He was beaten out twice in just a short period of time. If it was me, I would be cold sooner!

"Keep fighting!"

Jun Changxiao said through sound transmission: "Look at this seat, how strong this guy is!"

"..."

Although the Ziyan Demon King was speechless, he stomped his feet and rushed in again, his whole body filled with demonic energy, which was used for attack and defense.

This kind of cowardly way of doing defense in advance has never been used to single out a few names!

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two fought again.

Instantly hit from the ground to the low altitude, from the low altitude to the high altitude, the space stirred by the strong force is fragmented!

"Boom!"

Not long after, the Demon King Ziyan fell like a cannonball, and a large area of ​​the ground sank again.

Li Qingyang, Xiao Xunji and others twitched at the corners of their mouths.

The battlefield ghost that appeared this time is really super strong. If you go to battle yourself, I am afraid that you will not be able to resist even a single move.

Jun Changxiao secretly said: "If I don't use the hard-to-harvest knife, I have been abused in the past!"

"metropolitan."

Ding Xingwang said through a voice transmission, "Would you like to make a sneak attack?"

He didn't dare to fight the battlefield ghost head-on, and he still had the courage to play some tricks while the purple hall master was fighting.

"No."

Jun Changxiao hurriedly stopped and said: "This guy is too strong, once you are hit, it will be more fortunate than good."

Except for the powerful body of the Demon King Ziyan, which is different from human beings, if it is any Martial Saint present, as long as he is punched, he will be half-crippled if he does not die.

In the face of absolute power, if there is no matching cultivation and defense, there is no possibility of fighting.

This is just a battlefield ghost without thinking and emotion. When encountering a real Tianzi powerhouse, I am afraid that the coercion released can easily control the battle situation!

"call out!"

The Ziyan Demon King flew out of the pit, his eyes flashed with anger, and the purple demonic energy exploded wildly, and the phantom of his body, Zi Cang Dao Hua Kun, gathered in the air!

"Hoohoo!"

Zi Qi whistled, lingering in the fist!

The Demon King Ziyan rushed to a distance of ten feet, and the huge fist print directly tore the space away under the blessing of the phantom of the body!

Everyone: ∑(O_O;)

"Boom————————"

The purple giant fist carrying violent power directly hit the battlefield ghost, and the latter flew out with a bang.

"Hoo! Hoohoo!"

The Demon King Ziyan was hanging in the air, his right hand was still in a bombarding state, his breathing was a little short, and beads of sweat gradually oozing out of his forehead.

The phantom and power of the body erupted in an all-round way, which belonged to his ultimate move, but it was also very expensive to display.

The ghost of the battlefield hangs a few hundred meters away, and the scarlet armor does not leave any scars. It can be seen that not only is it strong, but its equipment is also excellent!

"brush!"

Raising his hand lightly, the void gradually blurred.

A crimson battle axe appeared, and for a moment when the battlefield ghost held it, the twinkling light became stronger!

"..."

The corners of the Ziyan Demon King's mouth twitched.

This king has already suffered a great loss by showing his body to fight against such an armor-wearing celestial character, and now he has sacrificed a battle axe that is not extraordinary at first glance, and it is too much!

When it comes to fighting with excellent equipment all over the body, all face warriors have something to say, because they have been bullied by Li Qingyang and others in the Six Gods suit!

"call out!"

At this moment, the battlefield ghost suddenly swung the battle axe and slashed over!

"Kakaka--"

As soon as the axe fell, the space instantly shattered, forming an incomparably cold half-arc light.

The Demon King Ziyan's expression changed, and he hurriedly retreated, apparently not daring to use his body to forcefully touch the light condensed by the weapon.

"brush!"

"brush!"

"brush!

The battlefield ghost is unreasonable, frequently swinging the battle axe, forming rays of light that tear apart the space.

The Demon King Ziyan could only dodge in embarrassment. Although he was usually relieved by surprise, his scalp was numb in shock.

Damn!

If this king has the cultivation level of the upper realm, why should he be afraid of a well-equipped rubbish!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The light of the battle axe flew from all directions. Although it failed to hit the target, it hit the ground, and it suddenly appeared as a long and criss-crossing ravine.

Jun Changxiao frowned and said, "It's a bit tricky."

The system said: "The host can buy an exclusive magic weapon for Hall Master Zi, which may reverse the situation!"

"Makes sense!"

Jun Changxiao hurriedly opened the Shenbing Pavilion, and then quickly locked it on a pair of gloves that belonged to the hall master.

"Master Zi always relies on his fists to fight. If you give him weapons such as swords, it may not be effective. This kind of gloves should be the most suitable."

"Bought it!"

"Ding! The host spends 10,000 contribution points to get Hell, Fury × 1, and it has been transported to the space ring."

"Ding! Zongmen contribution value: 27750/70000."

...

"boom!"

"boom!"

Outside the stronghold, the battle is in full swing.

Hall Master Zi, who was completely backward in strength and equipment, was beaten so badly that he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"metropolitan!"

He roared and said, "I can't take it anymore!"

"Palace Master Zi!" Jun Chang smiled and said, "This seat bestows you an ancient weapon!"

Inheriting from ancient times, magic weapon?

The Demon King Ziyan instantly remembered Li Qingyang's weapon that could gather lightning tribulation, and his eyes flashed.

As an orc demon king, although it is not uncommon to use weapons forged by humans, he is still very concerned about magical weapons, not to mention, it may come from the upper realm!

"call out!"

The streamer flew out from the stronghold!

The Demon King Ziyan waved his hand, and the purple demonic aura enveloped him and instantly pulled him to him.

next second.

The expression completely collapsed!

The magic weapon that appeared in front of him was not a sword, but a pair of pink gloves with two... hearts printed on each. (See boxing gloves.)

"Sect Master..." The corners of the Ziyan Demon King's mouth twitched violently, "This...is this a weapon that inherited ancient times?"

"good."

Jun Chang smiled and said: "This thing is called hell, furious."

The Demon King Ziyan almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even if it is a dagger, he can barely accept it, but is this kind of pink girl's heart glove used for fighting, or is it used to show cuteness!

"brush------"

At this moment, the ghost of the battlefield swept over with a battle axe, and the powerful force directly cut through the space and rolled up gusts of wind.

The Demon King Ziyan hurriedly grabbed the gloves and fell down.

"Boom!"

Stabilizing his body on the ground, his eyes were extremely tangled.

"Stop ink!"

Jun Changxiao said through voice transmission: "Hurry up and bring it on, fuck him!"

"..."

Demon King Zixi lowered his head, looked at the pink glove, and said in pain, "If this king wears it, I will lose all my fame and fame!"

"call out------"

The battlefield ghost pressed down from top to bottom, and the battle axe in his hand flashed light, blasting bursts of streamers, and the space was instantly torn into strips.

"Trouble!"

Ding Lao and others' faces changed greatly.

The Demon King Ziyan, who was struggling fiercely, finally took the pink glove in his hand!

At that moment, when he was bare, with a glove with a pink girl's heart, the picture was simply... hot eyes!

"call out!"

Suddenly, the two hearts in the glove flashed with light, and a strange memory spread along the arms to the sea of ​​​​consciousness instantly.

"Palace Master Zi, dodge!" Ding Boss shouted.

"Dodge?"

At this moment, the Demon King Ziyan regained his mind, then raised his head, his eyes flashed as pink as his fists, and said proudly, "This is not the style of this king!"

"tread!"

He took a half step back, his arms suddenly raised, and his purple hair fluttered in a roar, "Bear the fury from hell!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

With the blessing of the glove, the fist marks mixed with purple and pink blasted from bottom to top, and produced the most violent collision with the streamer of the battle axe.