"The God of Boxing is on top!"
"Boxing God, help me!"
"The boxing god is invincible and can conquer demons!"
The ascetic monks seemed to have become the incarnation of the boxing god.
Every piece of bulging muscle made of copper and iron was the gift and will of the boxing god.
They almost turned their full blood into turbulent waves and rushed towards Ge.
Si blasted away.
Gus pulled the trigger with a deadpan expression.
The Vulcan cannon spun unhurriedly, and three long flame whips were ejected from the three black-hole muzzles of the triple unit.
They intertwined together to form the sickle of death, and began to harvest with devastating results.
The first ascetic monk was cut off at the waist by the flaming sickle.
Just like Zhou Yan just now, he was split into two halves without any suspense.
The upper half of the monk flew high while the lower half fell to the ground.
The second ascetic threw a powerful punch, and the fist collided hard with the bullet.
His arms, shoulders, chest and heart were turned into powder on the spot.
The bullet charred and took away most of his organs, leaving a mutilated corpse.
My eyes widened and I couldn't believe it.
The third and fourth ascetic monks, one behind the other, were shot into a hornet's nest by magma-like bullets at the same time.
They only shouted half of their extremely pious slogans.
As soon as they shouted the word "Boxing God", they froze there.
Fifth place, sixth place, seventh place...
The menacing ascetic monks became vulnerable targets, and their majestic movements seemed to only make their deaths a little more beautiful. "..."
The hell-like scene of Shura was like a red-hot iron, deeply imprinted on the hearts and souls of the pursuers, leaving them speechless.
Without a soul, I felt that my faith, like the sky, was beginning to crack and was about to collapse.
The flaming Death Scythe instantly harvested the lives of more than a dozen ascetic monks and began to extend towards the pursuers.
After all three pursuers were shot alive into balls of meat paste, the pursuers realized as if they were waking up from a dream.
Si's attack range was far beyond their imagination.
At this moment, the positions of hunter and prey were completely reversed, and the pursuers discovered to their despair that they were not hunters at all, but little beasts trembling in the trap.
"Run!"
I don't know who screamed first.
The pursuers were like ants whose nest had been destroyed.
They turned around and ran away in a noisy, noisy and scrambling manner.
At this moment, they were displaying all the extraordinary skills taught by the boxing gods.
They ran as fast as monkeys with grease on their soles, jumped as high as birds with their butts on fire, and made hysterical noises as they fled.
Yelling, letting out unprecedented fear and confusion.
Only one person did not join the retreating wave.
It still stands on the cliff like a mainstay and a rock on an isolated island.
Priest of the Fist Temple, Lei Lie!
"Gus..."
Lei Lie's expression was indeed a little dazed.
But more than anything, he felt heartbroken and sad, as if he was lamenting that his close nephew had fallen to such an extent.
"What kind of demon have you come into contact with?"
Lei Lie strode towards Gus.
With every step he took, the black robe on his body expanded, leaving crater-like footprints behind him, and even criss-crossing cracks on the ground, like a sword stabbing Gus.
"Uncle, don't force me!"
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Gus's eyes were red and his face was ferocious.
He felt like he was possessed in a trance.
He roared like a wild beast, pointed his gun in front of Lei Lie, and blasted a trench filled with gunpowder smoke on the ground.
"Are these sneaky tricks the reason why you two siblings are so stubborn?"
Lei Lie roared, and the black robe expanded to the limit and suddenly fell apart.
Every piece of clothing that exploded stretched out, blocking Gus's vision and hiding his movements.
Behind the black robe, Lei Lie first leaped high into the air with terrifying force, then made a strange turn in mid-air and swooped back to the ground silently, as if a big bird turned into a poisonous snake, clinging to the ground and sneaking towards Gus quickly. .
If Gus was holding an ordinary weapon, or even a sophisticated mechanical crossbow, without clairvoyance, it would be impossible to capture Lei Lie's lightning-fast and extremely mysterious figure.
Even the "Black Tide" triple-mounted Vulcan cannon, which is heavy equipment with a slow turning speed, and is controlled by a novice like Gus, cannot keep up with Lei Lie's rhythm.
But don't forget, Gus is also carrying a Covenant Alliance's "God's Punishment-7" miniature rocket launcher on his shoulders, which uses infrared locking, automatic firing, and fire-and-forget attack modes.
Gus's naked eyes and consciousness did not notice Lei Lie's approach close to the ground, but he was clearly seen by the "God's Punishment-7" infrared sensor.
"Boohoo!"
Dozens of rockets, as light and compact as bees, roared out from the "honeycomb" on Gus's shoulder, penetrated into the ground seven or eight meters away, formed small volcanoes, and suddenly erupted.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
The fangs of the flames pierced out from the ground, and the canines were intertwined, overlapping and upward, one wave higher than the other.
The flames were rolling, leaving Lei Lie with nowhere to hide.
He could only jump up again to dodge the shock wave and the invasion of magma.
In the hearts of the people of Chijin Town, the priest of the Temple of Boxing, who symbolized the will of the God of Boxing and was invincible, was all bruised and burned by the explosion, and was extremely embarrassed.
"Even the priest..."
"How is it possible, God of Boxing, what's going on in this world?"
"Gus, this loser, became so powerful with the help of the devil.
Why?"
"Isn't the God of Boxing the only one in the world and the most powerful god in the world?
Why is it that even the God of Boxing's most loyal messengers, the priests of the Temple of Boxing, are no match for the devil?"
The scarred survivors, all with pale faces and scattered eyes, held their heads in their hands and fell into a whirlpool of collapse.
"See, uncle, this is the power of the devil!"
Gus vented the emotions he had suppressed for more than ten years, "Dad is right, he was not deceived by the devil, but he really saw that the devil was more powerful than the god of boxing, so he became obsessed with studying the power of machinery and steam. of!
“The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, and the weak and the strong eat each other.
Isn’t that the law of the boxing world?
“Didn’t the God of Boxing become the only true god in the world because of his invincible power?
“Isn’t it because of the boxing god’s unparalleled strength that we worship him so much, surrender to him, and believe in him?
"Now, gods and demons more powerful than the God of Boxing have appeared, and forces more powerful than the way of the Iron Fist have appeared.
Who is the true god and who is the devil?
Who believes in the truth and who is deceived by lies?
Who are you and dad?
Yes, who's wrong?
Tell me, uncle, tell me!"