Many followers of the Boxing God chattered and laughed loudly to vent their dissatisfaction in chasing the two degenerates all night long in the wind and rain, and even lost their troops and generals, causing unspeakable suffering.
Their jeers made the mountain wind become colder, and also made Gus' seemingly frail body appear smaller and smaller in the wind.
But there was also an experienced and prudent teacher from the Iron Fist School.
Seeing the strange weapon in Gus's hand, he said solemnly: "The methods of the evil disciples are treacherous and unpredictable, so it's better to be careful!"
"What are you afraid of?
There are just serial crossbows and steam guns on the left and right!"
Someone immediately retorted disapprovingly.
In recent years, order has collapsed and monsters have appeared everywhere.
The loyal followers of the Boxer God are all familiar with the methods of mechanical monsters and steam monsters.
Just last night, several of their companions were killed by the crossbows of Gus and Gray.
He knows everything about the characteristics of this kind of weapon that uses machinery to store power.
With their methods, as long as they prepare in advance, the serial crossbow arrows are not something that cannot be avoided.
What's more, no matter how powerful the weapon is, it all depends on whose hands it is in.
If Gray dual-wields serial crossbows, it may still be a bit of a deterrent, but Gus, hey, waste is always waste, even if he is holding a crossbow and a steam gun. , is also a non-threatening waste.
Thinking like this, Han Kou came out in large numbers.
Through the hazy mist, he could already see Gray behind Gus, leaning against the crooked neck tree.
Gray's face was pale and crumbling.
The combination of Gray's pale face and the invincible proud daughter of heaven in his memory made him feel particularly sweet about revenge.
Han Kou is going to tear her good-for-nothing brother in half in front of Gray, and see if she can still show any awe-inspiring arrogance on her face.
The sneer at the corner of Han Kou's mouth became particularly cruel and ferocious when he thought of Gray lying on her brother's body, howling and crying, and then being trampled hard by her feet, moaning in pain.
"drink!"
Han Kou roared, full of energy, his clothes were torn every inch, and his whole body swelled instantly.
His skin had a bronze metallic texture, and his blood vessels were bulging.
He looked like a dragon with teeth and claws, entrenched in a body that was as steely as iron.
Voice.
"Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz!"
The roar like the bells of ancient temples can be heard in the ears of many Boxing God believers.
This is the sound that Han Kou's violent bloodline makes from within his body as it impacts flesh and bones.
This voice made many Boxing God believers change their expressions.
"I didn't expect that the boy from the Han family could practice the ancestral 'Diamond Body Casting Technique' to such a terrifying level!"
"The real 'golden bell' is when the energy and blood all over the body escapes along the pores, forming a defensive layer on the body surface like a huge bell.
It resonates with the agitation of the internal organs, limbs and bones, and sounds like a bell.
A roar like that - I remember that the Han family has not had a master who has cultivated to this level before the age of thirty for hundreds of years.
I didn’t expect that Han Kou was so terrifying.
It’s incredible and unbelievable!”
"Han Kou is the number one master among the younger generation in our Chijin Town.
Gray has fallen into obscurity and is no match for him!"
Everyone was amazed.
Seeing that Han Kou was so strong, they all stood by to fight for him and were willing to give him the first blow - in the world of boxing gods, the strong always have privileges.
Han Kou did his part and punched out.
In an instant, the flying sand and rocks, the strong wind, and the invisible bell covering his body seemed to have been pushed to the top of Gus' head and suppressed as hard as a mountain.
Everyone's eardrums stung.
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His face was punctured by the punches, stinging like needles.
You don’t even have to look at it to imagine the ending of this good-for-nothing Gus - if he’s physically stronger, maybe he’ll have a transparent blood hole from the front and back of his chest blasted by Han Kou, but if his body is weak, he’ll be blown into a meat pie, that’s for sure .
Someone wanted to remind Han Kou to take back 90% of his strength, leave him alive, and send him back to the Fist Temple to be burned at the stake.
Then I thought about it, their primary target was Gray, and as for Gus, a loser, it didn't matter whether he lived or died.
Being able to die under the iron fist blessed by Han Kou with the golden bell, is this the boxing god's last gift to Gus, right?
Seeing that the 10,000-pound iron fist is about to be struck down—— Gus pulled the trigger first.
In reality, his body was too weak and thin after all, and it was difficult for him to control the powerful firearm in his hand.
The muzzle of the gun was not aimed at the Korean invaders.
It doesn't matter, the "Thunder-3" anti-material assault rifle has its own identification of friend or foe and biometric scanning array.
It can automatically lock and shoot accurately based on the enemy's heartbeat, body temperature and life magnetic field fluctuations.
The moment Gus pulled the trigger, the gun body vibrated weakly, causing the muzzle to lock firmly on Han Kou's chest.
A flurry of anti-equipment bombs containing multiple offensive talismans roared out and collided hard with Han Kou's iron fist.
Han Kou didn't even have time to shrink his pupils.
His iron fist can blast the toughest skull of a horned war pig.
It can also leave clear punch marks on an iron door several inches thick, and even dent the iron door.
Even the sword that is sharpened like clay will be bent and broken like a twist.
But facing the devastating explosive bullets, there was still no resistance at all.
The first bullet followed the gap between his finger bones and entered his fist.
From the fist, it got into the wrist.
The rampage blasted away the bones of his forearm, exploding at the elbow.
The freezing talisman contained in the bullet first turned his entire arm into a popsicle, and every cell between his flesh and blood was frozen.
Then, the flame talisman released magma-like heat energy, burning the frozen cells into ashes.
The second bullet, the third bullet, the fourth bullet... the process of freezing and burning was repeated continuously, and it only took 01 seconds to blast Han Kou's steel-like arm into ashes.
It was as if a dimensional door leading directly to hell opened on the right side of Han Kou's body, and as if an invisible beast opened its bloody mouth and swallowed his right arm in one gulp.
Han Kou didn't even feel the pain.
The "Thunder-3" anti-material assault rifle automatically fine-tuned the muzzle and changed the shooting target to his eyebrows, heart and abdomen.
The same nightmare happened again.
No matter how good Han Kou is in the "Diamond Body Casting Art", he is still a scumbag in front of the cutting-edge cultivation technology of the Star Star Federation.
Between the eyebrows, mouth, throat, heart, lower abdomen, Han Kou's whole body's vital points bloomed with terrifying flowers of death at the same time.
His internal organs were first frozen into lumps of ice, and then turned into nothingness in the explosion of blazing flames.
A bunch of bullets were fired.
The flames were instantly annihilated.
The bright moment seemed to have never appeared, it was just a fleeting illusion before everyone's eyes.
But Han Kou was gone.
To be more precise, Han Kou's head, body, arms, waist, hips and thighs were all missing.
Only the two calves below the knees were left, poking tremblingly in front of Gus in a very strange posture.