Chapter 925 (1/2)
With Mu fan's extreme eyesight, we can see that in the huge smoke and dust, sickle's body is
A layer of flame rises in an instant!
A twisted, high-temperature flame that burns the air.
In an instant, people around him felt a layer of surging heat wave.
However, in the roar of the tiger, Ruan Xiongfeng's last remnant image was fixed!
A giant hand like the talons of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, wrapped in four strong white air currents, suddenly broke through the high-temperature flame.
Straight to the scythe, that burning meteoric punch.
Bang!
In the broken stone mist, sparks are shooting
A sneer rose from the sickle.
Ruan Xiongfeng's face is still that symbolic grimace.
The extremely high temperature flame spread along the front of the fist to Ruan Xiongfeng's right hand.
Then the big bald grinned and showed a big white tooth.
A jerk of the right palm!
Bang!
The whole body of the bald man was shocked with a complete human spirit wave!
In the palm of the palm, it was like an air cannon.
The fire spread up and the fire was Life and death!
Creak.
Ruan Xiongfeng locked his fist directly, then his left foot fell back heavily, and his body suddenly tilted.
The arm between them was as straight as a steel cable.
Ruan Xiongfeng's bear waist suddenly twisted, that does not know how much strength of the muscle burst instantly.
A surging and turbulent whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the center of the crowd's line of sight!
It swept up in a flash.
Before a word could be said, the gray haired sickle was swung by Ruan Xiongfeng with one hand!
And then in the rapid pace, suddenly let go.
The sight of the crowd was dazzled, and a red meteor broke through the whirlwind with the sound of tearing the air, and was thrown to one side.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
There were three huge explosions, and a half scorching human figure appeared on the edge of the two giant osmanthus trees. At the end of the field of vision, a bloody figure was trapped in the giant corundum rock for viewing
There is no spark, only smoke.
”He, he, he swung people out?”
A student shivered in dozens of meters away, and a fat man like a large mine looked at his companion, ”otherwise? Did you go out by yourself
The whirlwind appears violent and sudden, and disappears equally abruptly.
It almost disappears at the moment of release.
So what Ruan Xiongfeng had left was to watch the figure inlaid in corundum with a kind of art appreciation eye.
”You are the first warrior in 100 years to print the whole figure on the Dingchuan corridor.”
After saying that, he was filled with emotion, and then tens of thousands of people inside and outside the network stretched out their hands in numb eyes
PA, PA, PA!
There were soft applause.
At the end of the field of vision, a sickle of blood mist inlaid in corundum erupts.
His face was covered with ashes.
This huge insult has gone far beyond the physical pain.
He was forever nailed to the stigma of history.
But now the only place he can move is his lips.
The power of the other party's palm is like thunder, but as thin as hair.
Each supporting bone on one's hands and feet has been taken care of. The split is just right, and the broken one is just right.
This bald man with ruffian breath, with the strength of thunder, let himself feel what is called despair.
Ruan Xiongfeng scratched his chin and looked at Scott, the leader of dawning, points to the human shadow tablet on the other side with the thumb of his right hand.
”Zhou Yang and 900 Xiong taught this kind of rubbish?”
Scott is like a frog with no oxygen, breathing in big mouth.
The shock in his heart had no intention to add. Even when the dying sickle heard a name, his eyes suddenly flashed with fire and fear, and then looked at the burly bald man in horror.
The name ”900 male” is familiar to anyone who knows the dawn, because this man represents the strongest physical force of dawn, and also proves to the world what a human bomb is.