Volcanic Sphere

Gumuyong meant the best description of the current Kangho. The best of thousands and tens of thousands of young UAVs was not just a strong UAV.

I could never climb to the position of the nine dragons if my cold brain and situational judgment were not supported by as strong a force as I am.

Though it was called an intense star, Abduction was not just a strong man. He was the owner of a brilliant brain and thought he would judge the situation colder than anyone else.

More than a thousand unarmed people were watching the situation. But most of them were bystanders. They were watching the situation with an exciting gaze, but they never seemed willing to interfere.

The exotic wind had no more to say. He was shaking his cheeks and revealing his guitar, but he couldn't hit Dumbley himself.

The current exotic wind was not the old one. The old exotic wind may have really strong voids and pitch, but I couldn't expect the old exotic wind.

If he had been a pagan, he would have come to Damho, no matter what happened. And I would have killed him for any sacrifice.

If you look a little weak, it's a good place to look at it with laughter and stubbornness. In order to survive such a lecture, I needed to show that if you touch me, you must kill me.

Abduction was the kind of person who was prepared for it. At least he himself was convinced he was.

Abduction stared at the wall. His eyes were shining with jealousy.

“What's your friend's name? If you want to give me your advice, I need to know your name. ”

Whoever saw it, tried to tear the wall down on purpose.

I felt confident that I could not compare Damho to the Communist Party, one of the Old Moon factions.

Everyone here was proud of such abuse. No one argued. Abuse was someone who deserved it.

Everyone's gaze was on Damho. Because they all thought that Damho would say his name.

But the answer from the next moment was to go beyond their imagination.

“It's not my name to give you advice or anything. ”

“What?”

“And I'm not even your friend. ”

It seemed to be burning in the eyes of the abuser at the moment. An intense glance suddenly shoots out the entire body of the wall.

“I never thought the name of this abuse would exist like this today. ”

The voice of abuse contained an indignation that could not be hidden.

Namhaek has made a big walk towards Damho. As he approaches, his energy blows like snowflakes.

Full-thickness hearing loss.

Even within the Communist Party, the predecessor of the time was Abduction.

If you build a Manleigh Heart, you will gain the power of Manleigh, which is worth mentioning as the world's foremost destructive force.

Namhaek cooked up to the edge of the castle to make a mandrel. From the Castle of Arms, it was an area of enlightenment, not effort, so it was something that needed to be solved over time.

The power of the Seven Castles was not comparable to that of the others. That's why Abuse had confidence.

“You'd better do your best. If I win, I'll take you to the coven and make sure you get the punishment you deserve. ”

“What if I win? ”

“I swear by the name and honor of the Communist Party. At least not as much as those who are mature, this won't do you any good. Isn't that right?”

The last words of abusiveness were those of the pagan wind. After receiving the intense gaze of abusiveness, the eccentric wind nodded its head without even knowing it.

“No, of course. I promise you with the honor of our Red Rock Lodge. ”

Though it was only a charna, the exotic wind saw numerous flashes of lightning in the eyes of the abusive.

‘This, this is the low power of the joint wave. ’

Though I thought I had caught up a lot, the power of the Joint wave was much higher and thicker than he thought.

I did not dare to gauge the extent to which Abkhazia, the great disciple of the Communist Party, would have had some power by the time he was an elder or a Moon.

The exotic wind looked at the wall. In the age of abusiveness, I thought the walls would shrink a little.

At that moment, Damho opened his mouth.

“You'll regret it. ”

“Cheap!”

After all, the unbearable abuse rushed towards the wall first.

Shh!

The sound of abusive fists chopping the air resounded. He was a scholar of the Communist Party.

Like the name of chasing the clouds, power was also great, which was often used by abusive people.

At that moment, Damho hit the ground.

His body draws a straight line and flies towards the abusive.

Without any change or deception, it was only a way forward and complementary.

Sexual spine that spreads at the same time.

Kwaang!

The fists of Damho and Namhaek clashed in the air.

“Umm!”

The eyes of abusiveness were instantly shaken.

It was his fist that became harder than steel due to harsh training. Such a fist hurts like a broken fist when it collides with the fist of a wall.

This was the first time, so for a moment there was a dazzling light on the face of abusive behavior. On the other hand, there was no change in the face of the wall.

This was the first time I came out of the world and was blocked by a wave. But he was never embarrassed.

Rather, there was a smile on the edge of his mouth.

In the meantime, it was too easy.

No unaccompanied person received his second of work properly, and his body trembled just by looking into his eyes.

Damho risked his life and learned nothing. Of course I wanted to fight with my life. I wanted to have such a fierce fight that I had drawn thousands and thousands of times in my head.

However, none of the opponents have met the expectations of the Wall. However, there was an unmanned man who looked strong before his eyes.

Neither his identity nor his background came into the eyes of the Wall.

Communists?

What's that supposed to mean?

The only thing you can trust in the moment you fight with your life is the power of your own self. It was necessarily an obsession and murder to kill the opponent.

“Argh!”

I squeezed my lips, and a dry smile came out.

I thought all the emotions were burned and ashes were left, but I also had a feeling of joy.

The appearance of a wall fighting at the risk of life and laughing was enough to give a horrible feeling to the many people here.

“Crazy bastard!”

Namhaek muttered, releasing the next vinegar in the cold.

A succession of vinegar, cold dandruff, and herbivores unfolded. Both herbs had the upper hand even in the cold.

Furburbun!

There was a noise in the air.

Namhaek attempted to use the windmill as a free material to compress the wall. However, Damho avoided the power of abusive behavior by swinging his head left and right once.

Pot!

A replenishment that unfolds once again.

Like a crane rushing to break a wall, his body is shot at by the abuser at a terrifying speed and destructive force.

“Hm!”

Abuse snorted.

He identified the futility of replenishment with only one collision.

‘The only way to strike in a straight line, the destructive force, is to avoid it. ’

Bipolar waves (離 離) are useful in this regard.

With only one step, the opponent made a change of ten sides, and the opponent was unable to find any faults for a while to dance.

From that moment on, the counter-narcotics begins.

Namhaek made a bid to avoid the replenishment of Damho. No, I thought I avoided it.

Pot!

Unbelievable things happened at that moment.

The new wall that ran in a straight line suddenly snapped at right angles to the pack. Without any preliminary motions.

It could not be done with the common sense of abuse. No, no one in the underworld could run at such a frightening pace that it could not change direction.

It is not a question of whether it is possible or impossible, because the body will be destroyed. It will break without overcoming the pressure exerted on its legs and waist after such a sudden change of direction.

However, Damho was smiling at everyone's common sense and was moving toward abusiveness.

The appearance of the wall approaching at a frightening rate, with black hair and black pavement, was not the same as that of any stranger who had been seen by Namhaek until now.

It was not simply a matter of being strong or weak.

‘I'm afraid.'

Abuse was astonished to realize his feelings.

I did. Damho had some power that frightened others.

“Cheers!”

Namhaek gave Damho twelve consecutive fists with malice.

Shhh!

It was a vigorous inner circle. If you do it once, it doesn't end up breaking bones and flesh.

It was a celebration of the Communist Party called "Wind Culture" and a celebration that was enjoyed by Aboriginal peoples.

Twelve fists would crush the soul.

Damho was already in a precarious state to the point of abuse. It seemed impossible to avoid twelve fists in that state. And Damho didn't intend to avoid it either.

The dam-ho shrunk slightly. Dry shoulders round and slightly bent waist. It turned round as a whole.

The status quo was replenished again. It was as if he had committed suicide and had not recovered.

I thought that the spelling on the twelve fists of abusiveness would give a big blow to Damho. But at the next moment, I had to realize how big a misunderstanding he was.

Titting!

A heavy weight on the dam-ho's body combed out or bounced off. It happened again because of the common sense of abusive behavior.

Golden Gum ( ).

It was a ready-to-use defensive pore in Damhoe Bay made by looking at Scarecrow. The attack of abusiveness bounced off an oblique path.

“Ugh!”

Anatomy was really surprised this time to be breathless. That was how the attack was done, by itself.

Shh!

Damho's hand stretched out.

Abduction quickly prevented both hands from crossing over in a fist that stretched out like a whip.

Quajic!

“Argh!”

At this moment, the abuser was shocked by his abdomen and bent his back like a shrimp.

His eyes were shaking uncontrollably.

Obviously, I calculated the angle and blocked my chest, and I got a hit on my abdomen. This was also not understood by his common sense.

Danyang.

It was a herb made by Damho.

A whip-like fist bends into a wondrous angle that exceeds expectations.

It was almost impossible to predict the trajectory of the Danyang before the enemy was able to move freely because of the instantaneous loss of bone articulation, as was the case in the Far West.

“Oh, my God! ”

The look on the faces of the soldiers who saw abusive behavior became a reflection.

Even with the Lee Sin Wind, I never imagined that the abuse of Gumuyong, the longevity of the Communist Party, would be unilaterally pushed like that.

Namhaek was vomiting blood and flying behind Hulhul. The lost air color seemed to be potent.

But abuse is also at its peak. I wasn't the one who was going to get hurt like this.

“Chaaah!”

An epidemic erupted with tremendous waves as the body of the moment of abuse. I released the mandrel.

Dropped!

The power of the thunderbolt was released in the air.

Though he was only seven castles, dozens of lightning strikes surrounded him.

Once struck by a concussion, the body becomes charcoal.

The power was also great because it spread with all its power of incarnation. But the wall did not hesitate, but blew itself towards the lightning.

“Crazy!”

The people who were watching the view blew out the guard. Even if the dam-ho is strong enough, blowing himself where the brain war is so intense can only be seen as a suicide act.

At this moment, the body of the wall trembled finely, but no one noticed it.

Pas!

The energy of the thunderbolt that struck the dam-ho's body was scattered everywhere.

Shield.

Like the goldfish, the supervibration-protecting pores inspired by the wings of the scarlet were the first to open in front of people.

The thunderbolt that struck the shield scattered like a mirage.

The face of the abuse that was concealed in the epidemic was revealed. Unbelievable mouth, big eyes.

Damho's right palm was adsorbed to his chest.

Oziamm wavelength .

“Argh!”

With a desperate scream, the body of abusiveness flew back. His chest was filled with misery as if he had been hit by a wall bullet.

Furry!

The moment the body of the abuser fell to the ground, a suffocating silence appeared in the bowel.