Doupa begins with the pursuit of the goddess

Chapter 61

Chapter 61

brush.

Without any nonsense, Wang Dong came to Huntian with one stride.

Hun Tian's face darkened.

"Boy, since you want to seek death, then I have no choice but to help you."

Saying that, Huntian clenched his fist with his right hand, and punched Wang Dong in the face with one punch.

If this punch hits, Wang Dong will not die suddenly on the spot.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Dong's lips, and Hun Tian's punch, as fast as lightning like a powerful soul force, was as slow as a snail in front of Wang Dong.

Wang Dong stepped aside.

brush.

Huntian punched nothing.

Wang Dong narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched his fist with his right hand, and punched Huntian's belly without hesitation.

"jump."

With a muffled sound, Huntian only felt a piercing pain in his lower abdomen.

"Wow."

A mouthful of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of Huntian's lips.

Wang Dong pulled back and kept a distance from Huntian.

"you."

Huntian stared fixedly at Wang Dong, as if his eyes were about to burst into flames.

He never expected it.

His confident punch not only failed to reach Wang Dong.

Instead, he was punched by Wang Dong.

Wang Dong shook his hand and said with a smile.

"What? Huntian, why don't you say what you said just now?"

Hun Tian's face twitched, as if he had been slapped in the face.

"Hehe, boy, so what if you react quickly. Next, I will tell you that in the face of absolute power, any skill is nothing."

After Huntian finished speaking, the battle energy in his body surged wildly.

Mittel Yafei's pretty face suddenly changed.

"Wang Dong, be careful, this is a book of Xuan-level intermediate fighting skills."

Wang Dong's pupils shrank slightly.

Profound-level intermediate fighting skills.

This level of fighting skills has been able to stimulate all the power in the human body.

Even, it is possible to leapfrog battles.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Huntian's lips.

Holding the middle level of Xuan rank in his hand, he can even kill a four-star fighter.

What's more, Wang Dong is not even a Doushi.

He already thought of the scene where Wang Dong was beaten to death with his own palm.

"Die."

Huntian let out a long roar, and punched Wang Dong hard in the face.

Before the fist hit Wang Dong's body, the ear-piercing whistling sound made Wang Dong's cheek hurt.

Wang Dong tried to dodge.

But Huntian's fist seemed to have a firm suction sucking him.

No matter how you dodge.

In the end, the fists will fall accurately on his body.

Like a missile.

Unmistakably fall on yourself.

"It seems that we can only give it a go!"

Under the pressure of the edge of life and death, Wang Dong's concentration was unprecedentedly concentrated.

"Destroy Fist."

The battle energy in Wang Dong's body frantically gathered on his right fist.

As the face-slapping fighting energy gathers, the right fist also faintly glows fiery red.

"Not enough, not enough."

Wang Dong's face was pale, he bit the tip of his tongue, and immediately, a drop of blood dripped on his right fist.

As the blood fell, Wang Dong's right fist became more bright red.

And here it is.

The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth began to flow towards Wang Dong's right fist bit by bit.

On the side, Mittel Yafei's complexion changed slightly.

This is, absorbing the aura of the surrounding world?

Could it be Wang Dong's Destruction Fist?

Already reached the standard of earth-level fighting skills?

Thinking of this, Mittel Yafei's delicate body trembled.

Mittel Yafei is very clear about this fragmented book of Destruction Fist.

Although it can be compared to the ground-level fighting skills when it is refined.

However, the Destruction Fist is after all a remnant.

The power is only equivalent to the elementary fighting skills of the Xuan level.

That's why they were sold at a low price of hundreds of thousands.

However, when this remnant book of fighting skills fell into Wang Dong's hands.

Just a few months.

Wang Dong not only completed the Destruction Fist.

And also practiced the Destruction Fist to a great success?

What kind of terrifying talent is this?

Bewitching!

"Ding, the favorability of Mittel Yafei is +5."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained an additional 200 million yuan in the common currency of the empire."

"Ding, the common currency of the overweight empire already exists in the space ring of the host."

"jump."

At this time, the two fists had already collided heavily, making a roaring sound.

"Crack."

There was a crisp cracking sound.

Huntian's face instantly distorted.

"what."

A shrill scream came from Huntian's throat.

Huntian knelt on the ground, clutching his broken arm, and looked at Wang Dong in disbelief.

"Impossible, impossible, impossible."

"How could your fighting skills be so strong?"

The sky roared.

The reason why he dared to provoke Wang Dong.

But he carefully investigated Wang Dong's details.

Wang Dong's hole cards are only Xuan-level high-level fighting skills Flame Fist and Blood Fiend Sword.

Now, the bloody sword is in his hand.

Wang Dong only has advanced fighting skills of Xuan rank.

That's why Hang Tian would provoke Wang Dong.

Because God knows.

Wang Dong is definitely not his opponent.

But now.

Never expected that the slap in the face would come so quickly.

It made Huntian's face burn with pain.

Wang Dong stretched out his hand and said calmly, "Where's my Blood Fiend Sword? Hand it over!"

Hun Tian sneered.

"Wang Dong, if you want me to hand over the Bleeding Fiend Sword, there is no door, if you dare, kill me!"

A cold look flashed in Wang Dong's eyes.

Just when he wanted to make a move, he was stopped by Mittel Yafei.

Mittel Jaffe shook her head lightly.

"Although he is cheap, he is also a member of the Mittel family. If you kill him, the Mittel family will not let you go."

When Huntian heard this, he became more confident.

"Haha, boy, let me tell you a secret. Your Blood Fiend Sword is really good. Give me a few more months, and I will be able to research the method of refining the Blood Fiend Sword."

"At that time, I will let you experience what it is like to die by your own sword."

Wang Dong's eyes turned cold.

Taking a step forward, he stepped on Huntian's intact left arm.

Under Huntian's astonished gaze, Wang Dongyi exerted his strength.

"Crack."

With a crisp sound, Huntian's left arm broke instantly.

"what."

A shrill scream came from Huntian's mouth.

The breaking of two arms and the flood of pain made Huntian almost faint from the pain.

Wang Dong squatted down and took off Huntian's space ring.

"Hehe, if you don't give it to me, can't I get it myself?"

A harmless smile appeared on Wang Dong's face.The soul power entered Huntian's space ring by itself.

"Poor ghost, the whole body is only about 100 million."

After seeing Huntian's worth clearly, Wang Dong couldn't help curling his lips, with a look of disdain on his face.

When Huntian realized something, his pupils shrank suddenly.

'"Give it back, it's mine."'

Wang Dong smiled.

"Wrong, it's mine now!"

(End of this chapter)