Chapter 27: 36 consecutive victories

Chapter 27 36 consecutive victories

Boom—

The Haotian Hammer in the Shepherd Singer hit the shield in front of the burly man, making a loud bang.

A wave of air broke out from it, sweeping in all directions.

The burly man who was attacked by the pastoral song did not move a cent.

"Haha, have fun, come again!"

When the burly man saw that Muge's attack was nothing more than that, he immediately laughed heartily.

As long as Mu Ge can't break through his defense, he has the confidence to use it up. He is a Contra, and Mu Ge is just a soul king.

Although reaching the soul king at Muge's young age is very scary, but the soul king is several levels away from Contra, and the soul power of the two parties is completely unequal.

In the **** killing field he participated in before, he relied on his strong defense and strong soul power to exhaust his opponents to death.

"The Clear Sky Hammer can't break through 1245's defense!"

"No wonder you can win 67 games in a row, it's too hard!"

"It seems that 1245 is still stronger. The **** messenger is still too young, and the soul power must not be comparable to 1245!"

"Drag on, as long as the Hellbringer can't break through the 1245 defense and defeat the opponent, the Hellbringer will lose!"

"..."

Seeing the momentum caused by Mu Ge's bombardment of the burly man, the audience had no doubt that Mu Ge's attack was very strong.

But after discovering that Muge's attack couldn't even repel 1245 by one step, the audience began to feel that the burly man number 1245 was stronger.

"Innocent!"

"That nasty **** is not that simple!"

Bibi Dong sneered disdainfully when he heard those voices.

Only she knows that the pastoral has not really exerted its strength yet!

"It's a good thing Muge is facing this guy. If it's me, it won't be easy to win!"

Bibi Dong looked at the burly man No. 1245 again, and said happily in her heart.

She still recognizes the opponent's strength.

"Come again, I want to see how many times you can catch me!"

Seeing the other party's arrogant appearance, Muge snorted coldly, shook the Haotian Hammer in his hand vigorously, and smashed it when he swung it.

"Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique!"

Boom—

The Haotian Hammer in the Shepherd Singer ruthlessly hit the burly man's shield again, once again setting off boundless air waves and strong winds.

Boom—

Immediately afterwards, Muge Hao slammed out another heavy hammer without stopping, and once again attacked the shield in front of the burly man.

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

Pastoral is not soft at all, one hammer is stronger than one hammer, and hammers and hammers are superimposed.

Every heavy hammer hit the shield in front of the burly man fiercely. It wasn't that Idyll didn't want to bypass the shield, but that he couldn't.

Although the burly man's speed is not as fast as Muge's, the speed at which Muge swings the Clear Sky Hammer is not so fast that he can't see clearly. Relying on the opponent's rich combat experience, he can always block the shield in front of Muge.

So when they got to the back, Muge simply didn't go around the shield, and directly smashed the shield in the opponent's hand.

Boom boom boom! !

The burly man number 1245 was able to calmly face the heavy hammer blows one after another, but as the number of pastoral heavy hammers stacked up, the burly man's face gradually became ugly.

"How can it be…"

Feeling the heavier and heavier force from the shield, the burly man was filled with disbelief. He never expected that Muge's attack was getting stronger and stronger.

However, in the face of pastoral attacks, he can only choose to continue to defend.

He only hopes that the heavy hammer of the pastoral song cannot be superimposed forever, otherwise he will really be unable to stop it if it continues to superimpose.

Boom—

The 16th hammer!

Boom—

The 25th hammer!

"Hell messenger can't do it!"

"Even the Clear Sky Hammer can't break 1245's defense!"

"After hammering so many times, it still doesn't work..."

"It seems that 1245 is going to win!"

"No, look at 1245's face, is it getting uglier?"

"It seems to be true, what's going on?"

"Am I the only one who feels that the **** messenger's attack is getting stronger? It shouldn't be my illusion, right?"

"No, I feel the same way..."

"..."

The audience on the field were all watching the battle on the **** killing field intently at this time, watching the pastoral bombarding the opponent with a hammer.

Terrifying winds swept all directions, filling the entire killing field of hell.

Boom—

Hammer 45!

Boom—

Finally, with the 45th hammer in the pastoral singer, the two shields in the burly man's hands shattered together, turning into a large number of fragments and flying.

"The 46th Hammer!"

After smashing the shield in the burly man's hand, Muge let out a low drink, swung the domineering Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and blasted at the opponent again.

"not good…"

Although the burly man could hardly believe that the shield he was holding was shattered, he quickly crossed his arms and blocked in front of him.

bump-

The Haotian Hammer in the pastoral singer bombarded the opponent's arms, and suddenly made a dull sound.

The attack that could break even a shield hit the burly man, but he blocked it.

Obviously, with the blessing of the granite tortoise spirit, after losing the shield, the burly man's own defense is still very strong.

Boom—

Boom—

Boom—

Pastoral doesn't care if the opponent's own defense is stronger, anyway, the hammer is right.

At first the burly man could resist, but after the pastoral hit 60 hammers, the burly man could no longer stand still and began to be repelled continuously.

"The 72nd Hammer!"

Boom—

Finally, when Muge swung the 72nd hammer domineeringly, the entire figure of the burly man was blown away by Muge, unable to resist anymore.

click~

At the same time, there was the sound of the bones of the burly man's arms breaking.

poof—

After the burly man fell to the ground, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"Damn..."

The burly man struggled and wanted to stand up. He refused to accept it. He still had a lot of soul power, but he couldn't use it for real. If he was killed like this, he would be too aggrieved.

But he can't use the soul ring and soul skills, he can't maximize the effect of the soul power.

Not only him, but all the fallen in Slaughter City, except Idyll.

"farewell!"

Muge saw that the opponent wanted to stand up, but he didn't give him a chance. With a flash of his figure, the 73rd hammer came crashing down, directly hitting the opponent's back.

poof—

This time, the burly man's heart burst directly, his eyes widened, his body twitched a few times, and then went limp and did not move at all.

"good!"

"Congratulations to our contestant No. 6018 for winning this **** killing field!"

"Congratulations to the Hell Messenger, you have won 36 games in a row!"

Upon seeing this, the host immediately announced the victory of Pastoral.

The audience present were also shocked by the scene in front of them, staring blankly at the domineering figure of Muge carrying the Clear Sky Hammer in the arena.

(end of this chapter)

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