Chapter 991 The Battle Is Over

The magical weapons in the Shenbing Pavilion have memory inheritance, which will be teleported when the holder touches or use them, and also has a binding effect.

After the Demon King Ziyan brought the Fury of Hell, he immediately obtained the usage method.

The method of use is very simple, just pour the power into the fist, and rely on the glove to blast it out.

so.

After accepting the memory, the Demon King Ziyan not only did not dodge the light of the axe, but instead gathered his strength and fists to launch a frenzied bombardment!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The wind howled, and the space was torn apart.

"Oh my God!"

City Master Mu and others suddenly widened their eyes!

They could feel that the power of the Ziyan Demon King's fist was obviously more explosive than before!

Is it because of the pink gloves? Is it a very high-level treasure?

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the explosion was still being transmitted, and the streamer light gathered by the battle axe was all broken by the fist marks, and the space was also broken by the energy.

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The cold wind blew and blew away the purple hair of Hall Master Zi, revealing a face full of pride.

For this pink glove, he resisted at first, but after putting it on, he punched out, feeling that his strength has been greatly enhanced, and he was ecstatic.

Cool!

Comfortable!

"brush!"

At this moment, the battlefield ghost slashed down with a battle axe, again condensing a powerful streamer.

"boom!"

The Demon King Ziyan raised his fist to meet him. With the blessing of the glove, the demonic energy gathered huge fist marks and directly broke the light that ripped apart the space!

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

The explosion flew away, instantly approaching the ghost of the battlefield, and the pink fist print instantly spread out.

"Boom-boom--"

The dense fist marks slammed on the scarlet armor like cannonballs, causing the opponent to continuously retreat, and finally fell to the ground in the distance with a bang, and the chest plate was sunken.

"Not bad, not bad!" Sect Master Jun smiled.

Previously, it was difficult to shake the battlefield ghost armor with fists, but after bringing the exclusive magic weapon, it was able to dent it. It can be seen that the increase in strength is by no means a star!

10,000 Contribution Points are not dead!

"brush!"

The Demon King Ziyan rushed away, stagnating in the sky above the target, and involuntarily raised his fists and slammed towards the bottom.

"Hoohoo!"

"Hoohoo!"

One after another, the pink fist prints that looked like love formed a rainstorm and slammed on the battlefield ghost.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

"Kakaka------------"

The dust is flying and the ground is cracked!

"This..." Han Chengzhu and others were dumbfounded.

"boom!"

After the last fist mark came down, the ground finally stopped shaking, and when the dust gradually dissipated, the battlefield ghost was sunken in the deep pit, and the ground around it was cracked, extending hundreds of feet out!

This is still the ground of the plane battlefield is tough enough. If it is in the Starfall Continent, such a crazy outbreak will only affect a wider range.

"ended?"

"That guy's gloves must be god-level!"

Seeing the battlefield ghost lying in the deep pit no longer moving, Han Chengzhu and others were all heartbroken.

Just now, it was clearly at a disadvantage, and wearing gloves instead tortured the opponent. This can only make them guess, and the equipment level is extremely high.

"Kakkaka."

At this moment, the battlefield ghost lying in the deep pit swayed slightly, and then flew up with a 'boom' and hung ten feet away from the Zixi Demon King.

Although the scarlet armor he wore had many sunken fist marks, judging from the twinkling light in his eyes, it seemed that there was nothing wrong.

The Ziyan Demon King widened his eyes.

After throwing so many punches one after another, the opponent can still move, which hurts self-esteem a bit!

"Hoohoo!"

Suddenly, the battlefield ghost raised its head, red lines appeared on the skin that was not covered by the armor, and the whole body was suddenly enveloped by scarlet light, as if it had turned into a burning man.

"brush!"

Disappeared out of thin air.

"not good!"

The Ziyan Demon King's face changed greatly, he hurriedly turned around,

and put your arms in front of you.

"boom--------"

The battlefield ghost shrouded in red light didn't know when it had circled behind him, and he swung his right arm and smashed it.

"call out!"

The power of this punch was obviously stronger than before. After the Demon King Ziyan resisted, his face suddenly turned hideous, and his body fell like a cannonball.

The battlefield ghost disappeared again, appeared at the foothold in advance, raised his fist and slammed it.

"Bang————"

The unbalanced Demon King Ziyan couldn't dodge at all, and was beaten directly on the chest, and then flew upwards with a bang.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The ghosts of the battlefield disappeared frequently, and they frequently appeared on the only path. Hall Master Zi suddenly flew up and down like a ball.

"Boom!"

Until he was punched more than ten times, he blocked the bombardment with the glove, and staggered out of the attack range.

"Wow!"

Demon King Ziyan spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Palace Master Zi!" Ding Lao and others exclaimed.

"Oh shit!"

Demon King Ziyan raised his arm, wiped away the bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with anger.

"Snapped!"

Relieved, the fists were joined together, and the two heart patterns were connected, and suddenly flashed an extremely dazzling pink light.

"Nirvana?" Jun Chang said with a smile.

"Hoohoo!"

The Demon King Ziyan was enveloped in pink light, then took a step forward, separated his fists, and slammed into the void with bows left and right, and shouted loudly, "Fist of Rage of Love!"

Jun Changxiao raised a black line on his forehead.

With such a middle school name, he was able to open his mouth!

The system was speechless: "A guy who calls out his sweetheart and does a heart-to-heart move has no right to laugh at others."

"Huh! Huh!"

The Demon King Ziyan activated the nirvana of Hell's Fury, and when he swung his fist, the glove flew off his hands and flew to the left and right, and expanded rapidly in the process, and finally turned into two pink glove like boulders!

"Hoohoo!"

"Hoohoo!"

Two huge fists came over from the left and right, sandwiching the battlefield ghost in the middle.

"Snapped!"

Demon King Ziyan clasped his hands together.

"Huh! Huh!"

The two giant gloves pulled each other and smashed towards the ghost of the battlefield at a speed that shook the world, and finally collided with a 'bang'.

"Kakkaka!"

The moment the gloves touch, the violent energy spreads in the form of ripples!

The space in that area not only cracked, but also turned into pieces, like a smashed mirror!

"Pfft!"

After performing his nirvana, the Demon King Ziyan sat on the ground with a blushing face, breathing rapidly, as if his body had been hollowed out.

"If I don't die, I have no choice!"

While speaking, the two giant fists that were put together were quickly compacted, and then flew to his side.

The battlefield ghost was still standing in the air, but the scarlet armor began to crack, and then it collapsed and fell off in a large area.

The solid defense is broken, but the opponent's eyes are still shining, showing that there is still the ability to fight!

"metropolitan……"

Demon King Ziyan lay on the ground and collapsed: "I have tried my best!"

After performing the nirvana, he was exhausted and collapsed, and he only broke the armor of the ghost on the battlefield.

"call out------"

Jun Changxiao flew out from the stronghold and landed in front of the Zixi Demon King, saying, "Next, leave it to this seat."

to him?

The Demon King Ziyan was stunned.

There is no denying that this guy is not weak.

But facing a celestial battlefield ghost who can't help himself, I'm afraid it's a bit too far-fetched, right?

Or.

Is he going to use a magic weapon engraved with words?

Recalling that Jun Changxiao used an unstoppable knife to kill and kill on the battlefield before, the Demon King Zixi secretly said: "This has the possibility of defeating Tianzi."

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao waved his hand lightly, carried the magic vacuum cleaner on his back, held the flat suction nozzle in his right hand, and said proudly: "To deal with unclean things, you should use this thing!"

"Ding! Enhanced mode activated!"

"Ding! Zongmen contribution value: 27650/70000."

"brush!

Jun Changxiao flew over and rushed over.

The eyes of the battlefield ghost suddenly turned cold, and the scarlet fist print suddenly burst out.

From the point of view of strength, it is obviously not as explosive as the previous fight with the Ziyan Demon King, but it is still not to be underestimated. If it is Han Chengzhu and others, they may not dare to take it hard!

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao raised the flat suction mouth, and the crimson power that was pressed down was sucked in instantly.

"Fuck!"

"That's okay too?"

The Demon King Ziyan suddenly widened his eyes.

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao flew over with a vacuum cleaner at a very fast speed, held the flat suction nozzle directly, and slammed the ghost on the forehead of the battlefield.

"call out-------"

The strong suction bursts, and the red energy is sucked into the duster along the scalp!

In just a moment, the eyes of the battlefield ghost gradually turned from radiant to dark, and finally even the whole body was sucked in.

"brush!"

Jun Changxiao lightly landed on the ground, holding a flat suction mouth, and said proudly: "The battle is over."

"Wow!"

Looking at the extremely pretentious back, the Demon King Ziyan didn't suppress the injury, he opened his mouth to spurt blood, and roared in his heart: "There is such a weapon to restrain the ghosts of the battlefield, why didn't you use it earlier, it will make this king face shame. All lost!"