History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Two Hundred and Ninety-Nine. I Will Never Let You Destroy Guangcheng

Shi Tie punched out with both fists, except for Yang Nie, he beat Sima Chui, who had just regained some vitality, to be seriously injured and vomit blood again!

But his three opponents also became ruthless at this moment, and with roars, they attacked Shi Tie again, fighting to the death!

Amidst Yang Nie's cold shout, purple light surged all over his body, turning into waves of purple winds, rushing towards Shi Tie.

Sima was dying and grabbed his spear, pressed it against Shi Tie's figure, and sprinted towards the ground below.

Elder Wang also struggled to jump forward!

"I will never let you destroy Guangcheng!"

As Shi Tie roared, he held Elder Wang's iron palm with his left hand, and punched out, directly blowing the head of this fellow martial uncle who had fallen into Jiuyou!

But his figure was engulfed by Yang Nie's saber light.

The sky above his head turned completely purple.

The ground below him, the scorching power turned thousands of miles of fertile soil into sand!

Between the sky and the earth, there is a violent black tornado, rolling the body of stone and iron, and falling down to the land that has turned into a desert!

Shi Tie stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Yang Nie's right hand holding the knife, and dragged him down together.

Yang Nie didn't dodge any more, and pushed her strength to the extreme, beams of purple light penetrated into the great desert below.

While the shrill brilliance flickered, it turned into purple formations, forming a fierce formation.

Then a vast purple light shot up into the sky, like countless sharp knives, piercing into Shi Tie's back together.

Shi Tie seemed to feel no pain at all, raised his right fist, and hit Yang Nie!

Yang Nie was caught by Shi Tie's left hand, unable to dodge, she could only watch Shi Tie's right fist hit her chest!

Destructive power. Completely condensed at one point, Shi Tie's fist, like an unrivaled weapon, pierced Yang Nie's body with one punch!

flesh. Viscera, bones, everything, all smashed!

Yang Nie's eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood spattered all over his face.

Kunou, the last great master of Black Nightmare Mountain. The strong in the late stage of Yuanfu,

Die with peace!

After punching Yang Nie to death, Shi Tie's figure was also completely thrown into the desert below by the impact of the spear in Sima Chui's hand.

The spear, like a nail, nailed the stone and iron to the ground!

Yang Nie died, but the purple light formation was still exerting its final effect. Waves of purple light flew up, like purple chains, wrapped around Shi Tie's body and the long spear, imprisoning Shi Tie in place!

His three opponents, Sima Chui, the only one who was still alive, stood in the void, looking at the stone and iron lying on the ground below.

Stone and iron at the moment. The whole body, like a stone statue that is about to break, is dim, mottled and dilapidated.

Only his left fist was still shining brightly.

Sima Chui opened his mouth to speak, but a mouthful of blood spewed out first.

He was injured and injured, and the situation was extremely bleak.

"There are wounds in the body, one against three, and two people can be killed." Sima Chui kept coughing, staring at Shi Tie: "Your surname is Shi, you are worthy of the name of Iron Lion King!"

Shi Tie was expressionless and said nothing, struggling with his body, trying to stand up.

But those chains of purple light bound him tightly.

The black spear that pierced through his body and nailed him to the ground was connected with the purple light chain, and even more ferocious power erupted.

Shi Tie didn't need to move, once he tried to move his body, his body would be hit immediately.

Sima Chui's eyes fell on Shi Tie's left hand: "I'm going to kill you now, it's easy."

"But it has to be close to you."

"However, if I get close to you, I know that you still have the power to make a final blow. If I want to kill you, I am destined to be buried with you!"

Sima Chui's face turned pale, he shook his head, and looked up at the towering mountain in the distance: "Over there, what the hell are you doing?"

"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing, but I know, what you want to do, I won't make it right for you."

While coughing up blood, Sima Chui said with a difficult smile: "I'll kill you, you have the ability to pull me to death, I won't kill you, I won't die, although you won't die, but I can ruin your business .”

"It may not be about you personally, but about your entire Guangcheng Mountain sect, hahahaha!"

Shi Tie's eyes were full of divine light, and he grabbed the black spear to shake it, but the black light and purple light bombarded his body together, imprisoning his body and making him unable to move.

Sima Chui smiled and said: "Grind slowly, take more time, you can break the formation and pull out my Yinlong Spear, but you may not be as fast as me."

Laughing loudly, Sima flew towards the lonely peak.

On the isolated peak, Xu Fei stood in the center of the "Sky" character, raised his hands to the sky, and turned his palms up, as if lifting the sky.

Ying Longtu was beside him, knelt on one knee, and pressed both hands on the "Heaven" character.

The golden tornado surrounded the two of them and became stronger and stronger, completely covering the entire lone peak, and the aura of heaven and earth around it was constantly poured into it.

While the two were working hard, the great battle in the distance was earth-shattering, Xu Fei and Ying Longtu were nervously watching that direction.

Suddenly, after a fierce collision, the battle seemed to subside.

Then, a powerful aura approached Xu Fei and Ying Longtu.

As they got closer, Xu Fei's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, because he could tell that it was not the fist breath of his master Shi Tie!

Sure enough, the figure of "Jiao King" Sima Chui appeared in front of Xu Fei and Ying Longtu.

Sima Chui looked at the golden tornado covering the mountain, looked at it for a while, and then smiled.

He didn't have a long spear in his hand, but with one punch, his true energy naturally turned into a black flood dragon, stabbing towards the mountain like an invincible spear!

The dragon went out to sea, where the black light flickered, the violent and evil roar of the dragon mixed with the sound of the tornado.

The black dragon opened its teeth and claws, frantically tearing at the golden tornado.

Even though he was seriously injured and was almost dying, Sima Chui's strength was far from being comparable to that of Zhu Qian.

Under the attack of the flood dragon manifested by his true martial arts spirit, the golden tornado suddenly became precarious.

The establishment of the character "Heaven" is also at the last moment.

In the sky above the isolated peak, complex and mysterious formations appeared, which looked like a much smaller Guangcheng Mountain Guarding formation.

The pattern matches the character "Heaven", and then there are streams of air that expand in all directions.

Sima let out a low cry, and the violent power interfered with the golden tornado and the "Heaven" character, making the operation of the "Heaven" character slow down.

The two sides fell into a stalemate and wrestling for a while.

Sima Chui grinned grimly, and began to exert all his strength, the golden tornado was gradually torn apart by his power!

His fist started to get close to the isolated peak, but before it touched the mountain, the mountain began to shake violently, as if it was about to collapse!

The lone peak collapses, and the character "Heaven" collapses!

Xu Fei and Ying Longtu on the top of the mountain tried their best to stabilize the "Heaven" character, and got entangled with Sima Chui.

In the distance, in the desert, Shi Tie was expressionless, holding the black spear that pierced his body with both hands.

"Crack... creak..."

Shi Tie pulled out the black gun that penetrated his body bit by bit!

Purple light and black light flickered alternately.

Shi Tie's body was ripped apart.

The man who used to be an iron man, now his body is shaking non-stop.

Only hands, stable as a rock. (To be continued.)

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