Slightly crouching down, the pace of the giant slave is not as heavy as it looks, but it is like a cheetah pouncing on food quickly and quickly. There is no power to fly, and there is no way to fly. With the power of the boundless earth, it takes more than ten steps to reach the highest speed. Let out a whoop of binge drinking and a punch.
No fancy, no skill, just a straight punch, straight to Tang Qing alongside of.seem.
Even through the light curtain, people can hear bursts of sonic booms in their ears. Along the giant slave’s arm, a clearly visible red awn shines like a meteor, drawing lines full of death and destruction.
The fist is still more than ten feet away from Tang Qing, and the hurricane has already carried forward his cloak. It seems that it is just a boxing wind, and it is already going to blow him away.
Yu is less eclipsed, and the rainbow shows anxiety. Even Su Ying is worried. Ink green big mouth dare not reply, also could not say any words.
He saw the gap, the huge gap.
Wei was toothless and expressionless, as if he had fallen asleep. For him, it’s over, just waiting to collect thunderbolt. On such occasions, Su Ying can not play to depend on. Although the old man around her is terrible, here, as long as he really occupies the truth, he can’t be arrogant.
In the light curtain, the ubiquitous spiritual force flashed and was obviously driven. The giant slave’s fist is not only the force of the flesh, but also the magical power contained in it, and at the same time it goes towards the goal.
Tang Qing didn’t move or punch, but held out her palm. A palm completely out of proportion to the giant slave’s fist, gently push, hold and twist.
The so-called boxing is not only used for attacking. Keep, the same can be done.
If you want to fight, you can definitely fight. If you want to block it, you can block it.
The truth told by Sanwu monks is another realm. Tang Qing can’t reach it now, and he can’t understand it. However, this does not prevent him from interpreting it in his own way, which is very popular and simple.
If you fight, you can fight; Block, you can block. It’s that simple.
Everything suddenly quieted down and the whole picture became extremely strange. A strong man with a height of more than two meters turned into a beast, rolling up storms with boundless momentum, like a crazy armored rhinoceros rushing forward violently.
Then, suddenly still.
The hammer-like giant fist was held by some delicate palms of Tang Qing, but it seemed as if an adult caught the ball thrown by a child’s play, and it seemed as if a grumpy puppy was appeased by its owner, and suddenly it became quiet.
Is not completely quiet, huge unparalleled inertia, giant slave’s arm was blocked, the body can’t stop, swoops forward. It’s just this kind of forward jump, but it’s not his intention, and the consequences are extremely serious.
The giant slave’s right shoulder, as if two trailers were pulled in a staggered way, suddenly protruded from his back with his shoulder blades. There was a brittle crack that tore the muscles, followed by a loud roar and a heartbreaking cry.
Even the skin behind him was blown up, and the flesh splashed out, revealing a piece of red and white shoulder bone.
This punch, even his own body can’t bear it.
This punch, after being suppressed by living and living, tore his whole shoulder.
This punch, the giant slave failed to hurt people, but he has become disabled.
Chapter three hundred and sixty-two: Strength (I)
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Chapter three hundred and sixty-three: strength (below)
Chapter three hundred and sixty-three: strength (below)
The true strength of the giant slave is, at best, similar to that of the stone puppet. Inspired by The Hunger Dan, it may be comparable in strength to that of Tang Qing at that time, but it is still inferior in physical strength.
It has been almost two months since then. For others, two months is just a flash. However, for Tang Qing, it is enough to change dramatically.
Lian Chao’s sixth-order dragon’s strength, Tang Qing can carry hard without falling in the wind, what’s more, after World War I, he has gradually realized the true meaning of strength. Although it is still in its infancy, although it is not yet proficient, it is far from reaching the point where the three monks have the power to follow God and follow their hearts.
However, where is this giant slave who inspires strength by evil means? He is not qualified to compare with anything.
Compared with strength, he can’t. The blood of two kinds of dragons, stimulated by the nameless Shaqi of Tie Jianfeng, has been perfectly integrated into one, truly becoming a thing of Tang Qing. What’s more, the King Kong tactic originated from the underworld, under the stimulation of efreet’s soul, has changed beyond even Tang Qing’s comprehension. It can be said that Tang Qing has exceeded three noes in terms of refining blood alone.
Compared with artistic conception, it is even more unreasonable to remember. Even when Tang Qinggang was just practicing, he could not compare with his understanding of power.
Compared with skill, it was a complete joke, and Tang Qing even disdained to show it in front of him.
To put it bluntly, what is a giant slave compared with a blue sea dragon? Count hair
"Use a little force, child" Tang Qing didn’t open his eyes until now and get out of that mysterious state. Laughing: "Don’t worry, I can do it."
Wei toothless figure, Huo Ran, as if to stand up from the wheelchair. The eyes are shocked to be unable to help themselves, and at the same time, there is deep despair. Su Ying Rainbow and others heaved a sigh of relief, and Rainbow even patted his chest to soothe his broken heart.
Yu Shao repeatedly shook his head with a wry smile and sighed, "It really is, even if it’s only for one day, I have to look at it again."
Su Ying heard his exclamation, some puzzling, look back to explore, yu less shook his head and stopped talking. The ruling and others nodded frequently, as if to express some approval. Sunspots have a posture of "I knew" and are as proud as an old hen.
At this time, the war situation in the field is also changing.
Some thin palms, living to block this punch. Tang Qing five fingers gently buckle, wrist twist. The giant slave let out an earth-shattering cry, and the roaring sound made even the mask of the dungeon shake.
An arm as thick as a human leg, like a twist, was turned into a blood stick. Tang Qing, who was divorced from his feelings, suddenly changed his momentum, as if he were a beast that tore off the Buddha’s clothes and completely exposed his ferocious fangs.
The naked murder of luo went straight to everyone’s other, and even the mask could not stop it, and even the hall could not accommodate it. The whole space seems to become a icehouse, and the chill is thorough, reaching to the deepest part of the soul.
Fracture, tendon break, meat crack, blood surge.
The giant slave’s huge body trembled like chaff, and his face was twisted to the limit. The intact left arm could not fight back at all, so it could only be held on Tang Qing’s shoulder softly.
Like an earthworm, his left leg, which is Su Ying’s weakness, has fallen to his knees. The left hand can’t tear on Tang Qing’s shoulder, but it’s as weak and desolate as a drowning man trying to grab a lifeline.
Three interest rates only three interest rates, the giant slave has almost made no sound. The vocal cords have been broken, and the larynx is rolling up and down like suffocation, but it can only make a "ho ho" cry. Blood and saliva flowed down the mouth that could not be closed, but he felt nothing, and he could only turn his eyes to Tang Qing for death.
From the shoulder blade to the palm of your hand, blood and minced meat are like fountains, dripping down the body of the giant slave, as if it were raining blood.
The whole scene is extremely bloody and violent. No, it should be said that cruelty brings extreme visual impact, and at the same time, more, it is depression.
"Psst" a short and neat inhalation sounded in the hall, and then paused instantly. It’s like a chicken whose throat was cut by a knife. It can only breathe in half of the air, and then it loses its voice collectively.
Killing people is nothing. All the people here have never killed anyone and have never seen blood. However, it was Tang Qing who really shocked them into fear and scared them to the bottom of my heart.
Tang Qing with a smile on his face, where there is any gentle and kind touch kind. When the left hand shakes, the prosthetic limb becomes a claw, and it cuts through the giant slave’s shoulder, and the right hand beats and the left hand tears.
A bloody "stick", like a sharp arrow, surprises away.
The mask of the dungeon shook sharply, and finally let out a moan and dispersed. The forbidden mask made by Wei Toothless could not stop Tang Qing from throwing out this brokeback with a piece of blood, and the brokeback completely turned into a meat sauce, falling at Wei Toothless’s feet.
He has no feet. He is in a wheelchair. When Wei Toothless stared at it, there was a residual finger twitching on the broken arm, as if to say goodbye to him.
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