Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Fist god on! ”

“Fist God help me! ”

“The Fist God is invincible. Surrender the demon! ”

The Bitter Brothers are like the incarnation of the boxing god. Each piece of copper cast iron and raised muscle is the gift and will of the boxing god. They almost want to turn their full cavity of hot blood into a frightening wave and blow their brains out towards Gus.

Gus pulled the trigger without expression.

The artillery guns spinned without panic, and the guns of the three black holes in triplicate ejected three long flame whips, staggered together, forming the Reaper's sickle and beginning to destroy the decaying harvest.

The first Bitter Brother was cut off by a flame sickle, like Zhou Rock just now, one minute and half without suspension, the upper half of the interception cavity took off high, and the lower half of the interception cavity collapsed.

The second Bitter Brother fired a powerful punch, his fist and bullet collided hard, his arms, shoulders, chest and heart all turned into powder on the spot, the bullet burned and took away most of his organs, the corpse stared into his eyes, self-incredible.

The third and fourth bitter monks, before and after each other, were shot into a wasp nest by magmatic bullets, and they shouted only half of their devout slogans, just shouting the word "boxing god” and solidified there.

Fifth, sixth, seventh…

The fierce and bitter brothers turned into unscathed live targets, and the mighty action seemed to just make their death look a little bit better.

“ …… ”

The scenes of Shura Hell, such as the burning iron, are deeply engraved on the hearts and souls of the pursuers, leaving them as cold as cicadas.

Without attachment, the soul feels that its faith, like the sky, begins to break apart and is about to collapse.

The burning Sickle of Death instantly harvested the lives of more than a dozen bitter brothers and began to extend towards their pursuers, who woke up dreaming that Gus had attacked far beyond their imagination after all three pursuers had been shot alive into a mass of meat sauce.

At this moment, the location of hunters and prey is completely reversed, and the chasers find with great despair that they are not hunters at all, but little beasts trembling in traps.

“Run! ”

I don't know who screamed first.

Chasers are like ants whose nests have been destroyed. They run in chaos, in chaos, in fear, and then turn their heads.

At this time, they have put out all kinds of fantastic arts taught by the boxing gods, running as fast as an oiled monkey on the soles of their feet, jumping as high as a bird on fire on the bottom of their ass, while fleeing, and making hysterical shouts, exhaling unprecedented fear and confusion.

There was only one person who did not join the wave-like escape team.

It's still like a midstream column, a reef on an island, standing on a cliff.

Fist Temple Priest, Raleigh!

“Gus...”

Rayleigh's expression was indeed a bit tranced.

But more is pain and sorrow, as if mourning his own nephew had fallen to such a degree.

“What demons have you come into contact with?" ”

Rayleigh walked toward Gus.

Every step of the way, the black robe swells and leaves a crater-like footprint behind, even stepping out of a staggered crack, like a handle knife to stab Gus straight.

“Uncle, don't make me! ”

Gus's eyes were red, his face was blushing, and there was a sense of intrusion in the trance. He roared like a beast, pointing his gun at Ray and blasting a trench of smoke all over the ground.

“Are these ghost tricks the reason your two brothers are obsessed? ”

Thunder growled, the black robe swelled to its limits, suddenly it split apart, and every piece of clothing burst open, blocking Gus' vision and hiding his movements.

Behind the black robe, Lei Lei first jumped at an appalling high altitude, then made a strange turn in the middle of the air and dived back to the ground silently, as if the big bird had turned into a venomous snake, snuggled close to the ground, and flew fast towards Gus.

If Ruggs had an ordinary weapon in his hand, or even a sophisticated chain mechanical crossbow, it would not have been possible to capture Thunderbolt as fast as lightning and a mysterious figure without a perspective eye.

Even the “Black Tide” triple artillery, which belongs to heavier equipment with slower turning speeds, can't keep up with the thunderous rhythm when it is mastered by a newcomer like Gus, who has the power of an unbound chicken.

But don't forget that Gus also carries a Covenant Coalition "Divine Punishment 7” micro-rocket launch nest on his shoulder, using infrared locking, automatic firing, and an attack pattern that doesn't matter after firing.

Neither Gus' naked eyes nor his consciousness perceived Ray's approach to the ground, but he was clearly seen by the "Divine Punishment -7” type of infrared sensor.

“Sex, sex, sex! ”

Dozens of lightweight and compact rockets, like bees, burst out of the "hive” on Gus' shoulder into the ground, seven or eight metres away, forming a small volcano that erupted suddenly.

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

Flaming fangs burst from the ground, canine teeth staggered, overlapping upwards, a wave higher than a wave.

The flames roll, forcing Ray to do nothing but jump again, dodging shockwaves and lava invasion.

In the eyes of the people of Chijin Town, symbolizing the will of the boxing gods, the invincible priest of the temple of boxing was blown up with scales, burning his head to the brink, and the wolf reached the extreme.

“Even the priest...”

“How is it possible, Fist God? What's wrong with the world? ”

“Gus, this scum, with the help of the devil, became so powerful, why? ”

“Aren't I the only god in heaven and earth, the most powerful god? Why aren't even the most faithful messenger of the god of boxing, the priest of the temple of boxing, the rival of the devil? ”

Traumatized survivors, a pale face with scattered eyes, holding their heads in a crumbling vortex.

“See, Uncle, this is the power of the devil! ”

Gus relieved himself of suppression for more than a decade, “Dad, yes, he was not deceived by the devil, but really saw that the devil was more powerful than the boxing god before he could get drunk on studying the power of machines and steam!

“Isn't it the law of the world of boxing gods?

“Didn't the boxing god become the only true god in the world because of his invincible power?

“Didn't we worship Him so much, bow to Him, and believe in Him because of the unmatched strength of the Fist God?

“Now, there are more powerful demons than the Fist God, more powerful powers than the Iron Fist Way, who is the real God, who is the devil, who believes in the truth, who is blinded by lies, you and your father, who is right and who is wrong? Tell me, Uncle, tell me! ”