"Where is the thing?
I don't think you like the pain of your flesh."
Looking at Rick kneeling on the ground in pain and panting, Fan asked calmly.
"Hey."
At this time, instead of having the consciousness after defeat, Rick laughed inexplicably, "Do you think you can find something if you defeat me?"
"The things are no longer with me."
After hearing this, Fan narrowed his eyes, slowly grabbed Rick's hair, and asked, "Where is the thing?"
"Go get what you want from the third floor.
I'll give it to Muzer."
Although Rick's expression was painful, his tone was extremely mocking.
You can't find your things.
Muzer promised to let me enter the third floor next week.
Haha, when I join Muzer, believe me, I will definitely make you regret it.
His terror is beyond your imagination."
Rick's voice revealed deep hatred.
Fan paused for a while.
No one knew what he was thinking.
Then he suddenly increased the strength in his hands and dragged Rick by his hair to pull him off the ground.
"His terror is not something I can control."
I imagine you said the same thing about yourself before."
"Don't worry, you will join Muzer."
Fan's tone slowly turned from plain to cold, even mocking, "For a person who is about to share the same fate as you, you should indeed walk together." boom After saying this, Fan actually slammed Rick's head into the ground with great force.
The crimson blood wet the soles of Fan's feet, and he shook away the blood drops in disgust.
Rick just fainted.
He struck very carefully, but he didn't expect that Rick's ability to resist blows would be so weak.
Compared with the mutant body he had before, the difference was too far. .
If this is the case, then he is very excited about the upcoming battle with Muzer.
Suddenly became uninterested.
"Is this the so-called mutant ability?
I really hope you can be different, otherwise, I think I will be disappointed."
Fan suddenly said this nonsense.
"You've looked at it long enough, Muzer."
His eyes then stared straight at the shadow of the stairs.
The existence that stood there for an unknown length of time.
The fighting on the field couldn't help but stop.
The successive falls of the leaders had already demoralized the soldiers on the second floor, and the extremely tenacious resilience of Mousse and the others made them helpless.
Even though there was a huge gap between the two parties in terms of physical fitness and numbers, they were helpless with this tightly united group of tribal warriors, and instead were slowly depleted of a lot of their living strength.
Muzer's sudden appearance immediately gave them a reason to stop fighting, if even their leader could not survive a few moves in Fan's hands.
Then why should they fight him?
Naturally, battles between strong men can only be left to the strong.
Fan was also a little surprised at the resilience of Mous and the others.
The strange battle formation did give him a lot of surprises, but he felt relieved after thinking about it.
The resilience of the tribesmen was notoriously strong.
On the battlefield, No one can handle pressure better than them.
"You are indeed very powerful."
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Muzer walked down the steps step by step, and more and more team members began to appear behind him.
These team members are all tough people.
You can tell just from their cold eyes.
Extraordinary.
"But you shouldn't be so arrogant."
"I don't know if you are strong, but what I do know is that you shouldn't take my package."
Fan sneered back.
"You said that was your package.
How to prove it."
Muzer kept walking.
Muzer would never return the contents of Van's package to him under any circumstances.
Don't say it was him.
Anyone who saw those things The first reaction to something is to keep it for yourself, because the value of those things is indeed immeasurable.
After hearing this, Fan paused for a moment, then suddenly sighed, "Why are you always like this?
You always don't know what's going on until you fall down completely."
"This is the pride of the Empire."
Muzer's tone was very serious.
At the same time, he finally walked down the stairs and stopped.
"Yes.
It's also your stupidity."
Fan shook his head in a subtle way.
Muzer obviously didn't hear Fan's whisper and thought he had nothing to say, "You are a qualified warrior.
I can let you join us so that you have a chance to stand out in the confrontation within the Huma family.
I can I don’t care about the harm you did to my brother, and I don’t care about your behavior of locking him underground.”
"As long as I give the package to you" Van smiled sarcastically.
"You can understand it that way."
Muzer looked serious.
"Do you think you can keep those things?"
"If you can keep it, I can."
After hearing this, Fan was stunned again, and he finally came back to his senses after half a minute, "I really am not qualified to compare with you on the matter of arrogance."
"Okay, activate your abilities, don't waste any more time."
Fan finally exhausted all his patience.
"To deal with you, I don't need to activate my abilities.
I'm not a little shrimp like them."
Muzer pointed at Rick who fell to the ground.
"Yeah."
Fan nodded in agreement, but then the taste changed, "You are a big shrimp."
Faced with such contempt from Fan, Muzer narrowed his eyes hard and suddenly rushed out with a loud voice.
"Then let's see who is Xiami."
He punched hard.
Bang The two fists collided immediately, making a dull sound like a sledgehammer hitting the heart.
The listeners couldn't help but breathe.
The two of them took a few steps back, and their eyes became solemn at the same time.
Muzer is indeed the strongest fighter here, but this simple punch shows so many things, skills, strength, speed, he has them all, and is much stronger than everyone Fan has encountered before. , or in other words, the difference is simply more than one or two levels.
What's even more rare is the angle at which he punches.
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If ordinary people want to fight back, they will never be able to gather enough power in a suitable posture in a hurry.
But unfortunately, Fan is not an ordinary person.
"It's interesting."
Muzer clenched his fist.
This punch seemed to be evenly divided, but in fact he still had the upper hand, which could be seen from Fan Wei's slightly chaotic breathing rhythm.
But when Fan caught the punch, his breathing was ragged, which was a bit beyond his expectation.
There is a reason why Muzer deliberately despised Fan.
When he first met Fan, the strong sense of crisis affected him to make many questionable choices, and was even considered a sign of weakness by his subordinates.
Muzer, who couldn't stand the slightest doubt, was furious.
This cleansing of anger cannot be more direct than the direct victory over Brahman.
But Muzer was cautious and kept trying to provoke Van and silently observed the fight between Van and Rick.
Rick's defeat was somewhat beyond his expectations.
But the reason why Van won was nothing more than greater strength and speed, and these things.
Muzer thinks he has more.
While Muzer just clenched his fist, Fan shook his arm, as if he couldn't bear the too strong reaction force, "You are the same, you can indeed be considered a big shrimp."
"Arrogant" Muzer thought that Fan was being harsh, "Go up and take them all down."
He turned to his subordinates and said.
"You think the Colosseum is a one-person battle.
Today I will not only defeat you, but also completely defeat your team.
In this way, you will know whether I am qualified to keep your things."
Muzer's eyes flashed coldly.
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Fan Xiang said leisurely after finally cushioning his arms.
"Drink!"
Muzer roared and punched Fan in the face.
However, Fan narrowly avoided it and punched back at the same time.
Muzer was indeed powerful.
Facing Fan's heavy punch, he turned back with his left hand to block it, and immediately changed direction with his right fist and hit Fan's face again.
Fantai moved his hand back and used his left hand to hold Muzer's right fist.
The right fist waits for an opportunity to strike again.
The fight between the two was intense for a while, with continuous bang bang bang bang sounds, and it felt like they had met their opponents in chess.
But the two were fighting vigorously.
Muzer suddenly roared, his body lifted up by nearly half, and he activated his mutant ability without any warning.
"Fall down, you shrimp!"
The huge fist blocked all the trajectories of Fan's dodge.
In such a close fight, Muzer seized the most critical opportunity.
He insisted on hitting Fan again.
No power to fight back The sharp wind of the punch made Fan's face hurt.
Muzer's mutant body was too far ahead of Rick.
There was already bone armor growing at the interface between his knotted tissues.
The huge fist was more like a huge hammer, and Muzer only exerted force lightly.
There were already unbearable cracks in the ground, compared to the dents Rick had made.
It's not on the same level at all, if such a heavy punch hits.
Broken tendons and fractures are the best estimates.
When faced with such a punch, Fan once again seemed to be stunned and motionless.
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But at the moment before the fist reached his body, Fan, who had completed the process of condensing power, suddenly took a half step forward.
This half step not only allowed him to successfully avoid Muzer's attack allowed him to punch his opponent in the heart first and foremost.
Repeat the same trick to kill in half a step.
Just when Fan's fist was about to touch Muzer's body, the mutation suddenly increased.
Muzer suddenly took about half a step forward, letting Fan's fist rub against his chest and hit the empty space.
"Don't think that you are the only one who can do Caroline's half-step kill.
I can do it too," Muzer said with a sinister smile.
All his arrangements were just waiting for this moment. boom The huge fist finally hit Fan's body unavoidably, and the heavy force knocked Fan's body flying two meters off the ground.
Fan fell heavily to the ground, holding the ground with one hand, and a wisp of lavender blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He was injured.
"Leader" Mousse and his men screamed in panic, and loopholes inevitably appeared in the originally stable battle formation.
"Take care of yourselves" Fan spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm in a low voice and stood up slowly with his hands on the ground.
"If you still have the mind to care about others, you should save yourself first."
Muzer looked at the crumbling Fan with an extremely mocking expression, and the confidence and contempt in his words were no longer hidden.
"Why, the feeling of killing in half a step is not pleasant."
Faced with Muzer's ridicule, Fan gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "It is indeed a bit beyond my expectations, but if your lame steps can be considered a half-step kill, isn't it the Grand Duke Caroline who created him?"
Will be shy to meet people” "Hmph, now that you are still stubborn, let me see how long you can keep shouting."
Muzer dragged his heavy and tall body and walked into Fan step by step.
"Ha."
Fan suddenly breathed out softly, and he began to shake his arms again and again, but the difference from before was that the amplitude of his shaking was getting bigger and faster. tremor "Now that we have played enough small games, let us officially begin."
Junzijuyitang Doomsday Transformation Chapter 219: The last enemy is finished, you can return to the list
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