Chapter 750 Handprint, Destruction
Immediately afterwards, the floating shadows of the three-headed hellhound appeared side by side, and three huge ferocious heads shook, and a burst of black energy burst out from the head in the middle, which was also condensed by the lore. The soft sword that was originally snow-white like a horse has now turned into a dark golden color. The three-meter-long soft sword vibrated violently in Bei Tinghuang's palm. Bei Ting, who originally wanted to release two more star powers, Huang, at this time the energy in his body was already insufficient, and the lore was about to come out, so Bei Tinghuang had to stop thinking about it.
"go!"
With a sharp shout, Bei Tinghuang let go of the soft sword, and the palm of his hand shook violently on the hilt, a dark golden energy poured out from the tip of the sword, condensed into a handprint, which gradually grew larger, forming a barrier The giant handprints on half of the ring moved towards the giant ball cover that was flying over.
Like Buddha's hand, it can pull the heaven and the earth. At this moment, even if the ring is surrounded by an energy shield, the sky above it is full of wind and clouds, and the vision suddenly arises. The entire ring is covered by this huge handprint, and that handprint is also dark gold. , the ball that was madly attacking Beitinghuang, at this time, was slapped down by the giant handprint, and it changed its trajectory, and slammed in the direction it came from.
"No, it's not possible!"
The dark golden ball, surrounded by flames, like a sharp ratchet rotating around the ball, quickly enlarged in Luo Shaomo's eyes, frightened like the hand of death, holding his heart tightly, making him He even forgot to dodge.
Fortunately, what he held in his hand was a lord-level treasure. At this time, the treasure protector, the umbrella opened again to block him. After the ball touched the umbrella, it exploded suddenly. The energy rushed out, and Luo Shaomo's figure was like a kite with a broken string, it flew towards the sky, and then smashed **** the ring.
Still looking at the handprint in horror, the dark golden handprint was densely covering Luo Shaomo, Bei Tinghuang didn't say stop, this big handprint would never stop halfway, as if someone Losing his life, he followed Luo Shaomo.
Luo Shaomo would never believe that the blow he tried with all his strength, the blow that killed Lingzong, was so vulnerable in front of Bei Tinghuang. All internal organs have been displaced by the bombing just now. He tried his best to dodge to the back. The Tianluo Umbrella, a lord-level treasure, was still loyally protecting the lord in front of Luo Shaomo, but at this time, the handprint of the **** of death had forced him to in sight.
"I, I think..."
With a scream of pain, the big handprint has been imprinted into the sky, the Tianluo umbrella is closed, and it turns into ashes in the blink of an eye, and Luo Shaomo... When the handprint turned into a dark golden broken light and disappeared in the air, everyone's eyes were shaking. Desperately looking towards where Luo Shaomo was, he saw only a paper-like person stuck on the floor of the arena, which could not be described in words.
Dread, in everyone's eyes, such a tragic situation, is what they have seen in their lives. At this time, the young man was wearing a golden battle robe, with six wings on his back, bone spur feathers like sharp knives, and divine beast boots covering his calves, which were as bright as a **** of war, but in the eyes of everyone, this young man was a Shura .
"terrible!"
I don't know who it is, but after taking a deep breath, I said what everyone was thinking. These words were like a magic spell that broke the forbidden curse. After the atmosphere in the entire square was tense to the extreme, it finally relaxed a little.
So, Chu Heng should thank Lei Ting for knocking him off the ring with a punch!
(end of this chapter)