Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Many of the fist god followers spoke loudly and laughed out loud, thus exposing the anguish of chasing these two corrupt men all night long in a storm, and damaging the soldiers.

Their laughter made the mountain wind colder and the wind made Gus seem weaker and smaller.

Yet there are also elderly teachers of Iron Fist School, looking at Gus's weird weapon, and sighing: “The devil's tactics are creepy, but be careful! ”

“What are you afraid of? It's just a couple of crossbows and a steam gun!” Someone immediately rebutted it in disbelief.

These years the order broke down, the evil came together, and the faithful followers of the Fist God were unfamiliar with the means of the Mechanical Demon and the Steam Demon.

Just last night, they also had several companions who broke under the crossbows of their brothers Gus and Grey.

The characteristics of this weapon, which uses machines to accumulate power, are well known.

By their means, as long as they are prepared in advance, a chained crossbow arrow is not something that cannot be avoided.

Not to mention the fact that the weapon is even more powerful depends on who holds it. If it's a Grey double-crossbow, it may still have a little deterrent power, but Gus, hey, waste is always waste, even with crossbows and steam guns, it's no threat.

With this in mind, Han Koo came out of the crowd.

Through a misty mist, he had seen Gus leaning behind him and leaning against Gray under a crooked neck tree.

Gray's face was pale and shaky, and he remembered the height, but he stepped on his feet, as if the invincible pride of heaven were reunited, making his vengeance extraordinarily beautiful.

Han Ko is just going to tear her junk brother alive in half in front of Gray, and look at her face, can you put a little inviolable arrogance.

The thought of Grey crawling on his brother's mutilated body and crying, then being cruelly stomped under his feet, gave the appearance of a painful groan, Han Ko mouth grinning, became extraordinarily cruel and ruthless.

“Drink!”

Han Ko roared, his energy burst, his clothes around him tore in inches, the whole person instantly swelled for a round, his skin showed a bronze metallic texture, the vascular roots protruded, his teeth clawed dragons, and the dishes were like steel body sounds.

“Bum! Bum! Buzz! ”

In the ears of many of the fist gods, the ancient brake clock sounds are heard.

This is Hankook's raging blood vein, impacting flesh and bone, sounding from within.

This voice has turned the colors of many of the boxers.

“I didn't expect Han's boy to cultivate the ancestral 'Vajra Cast' to such a terrible extent! ”

“The real ‘golden clock cover' is that the blood of the surrounding body spreads along the pores, forming a defensive layer like a gigantic clock on the body surface, resonating with the turbulence of the five dirty six hearts and four limbs, sounding like a bell ringing - I remember the Han family has practiced this before they were thirty years old, I really didn't expect, Han Ko Horrus, it's incredible, incredible! ”

“Han Ko is the first master of our young life in Red Gold Town. Grace is corrupt and not his opponent at all! ”

The crowd was amazed.

Seeing Han Ko is so powerful, they are all beside him, willing to give him head work - the world of boxing gods, the strong always have the privilege.

Han Ko Dong-in refused to let it out.

The instant, the flying sandstone, the wind, the invisible clock around him, as if he had pushed it over Gus's head, and crushed it like a mountain.

Everyone's eardrums were stinging.

His face was full of fists and tingles like needles.

You don't have to look at it at all, you can imagine the end of Gus as a piece of crap —— a tougher body, maybe a clear blood hole in the chest by Hankook, weak body, directly into a meatcake, that's for sure.

Someone wanted to make a statement to remind Han Ko to retrieve 90% of his strength, leave him alive, and send him back to the temple to be punished by fire.

Think about it, their primary goal is Gray, and as for Gus, it doesn't matter if he's dead or alive.

To die under the iron fist of Hankook with the golden clock shield, is that the final gift of the god of boxing to Gus?

If you look at 10,000 pounds of iron, you're going to blow--

Gus pulled the trigger first.

In reality, he was too weak and thin to control the fierce guns in his hand, and the gunpoint was not aimed at Han Ko.

Never mind, the Thundering 3 anti-device assault rifle, with its own enemy identification and bioscan array, is fully auto-locked and accurately fired according to the enemy's heart beat, body temperature and life magnetic field fluctuations.

Just moments after Gus pulled the trigger, the barrel shivered slightly, causing the gun to die locking Hanko's chest.

A huddle of anti-device bombs with multiple aggressive symbolic arrays whistled and collided hard with Hankook's Iron Fist.

Hancock didn't even have time to contract his pupils.

His iron fists can blow up the hardest skulls of unicorn warriors.

It can also leave a clear fist print on a few inches thick iron door and even burst the iron door into a recess.

It will even cut iron like a muddy sword, bent and broken like a hemp.

But there is still no resistance in the face of the deadly bursting bullets.

The first bullet followed the gap between his phalanges and drilled into his fist.

Again from the fist, into the wrist.

All the way through, he blew up his little arm bone and blew it up at his elbow.

The frozen charm array in the bullet first turned his entire arm into a popsicle, and every cell between the flesh was frozen.

The flame symbol array then releases lava-like thermal energy, burning frozen cells to ashes.

The second bullet, the third bullet, the fourth bullet… The process of freezing and burning was repeated, and it took only 0.1 seconds to burst Hankook's steel-like arm into ashes.

It was as if, on the right side of Hanko's body, a dimensional gate to hell was opened, and as if the invisible beast opened its mouth and swallowed his right arm, one bite.

Hanko didn't even feel the pain.

The Thundering 3 Reverse Equipment Assault Rifle automatically fine-tunes the muzzle, changing the target to his eyebrow, heart, and abdomen.

Same nightmare again.

No matter how powerful Hankook's "King Kong Casting Resolutions" are, they are scum in front of the state-of-the-art technology of the Starlight Federation.

Eyebrow heart, mouth, throat, heart, belly, Hankook's peripheral harm simultaneously blossomed a horrible flower of death, the five dirty six hearts were first frozen into ice, spinning into nothingness in the eruption of bear flames.

A shuttle shot empty.

The flames were extinguished instantly.

The moment was brilliant, as if it had never appeared. It was just a hallucination that passed away in front of everyone.

But Hanko is gone.

More precisely, Hancock's head, body, arms, hips and thighs are all gone.

There are only two calves left below the knee, and in a very strange position, they tremble in front of Gus.