Then another punch came!

Jing Hu quickly blocked it with his arms, but the result...

Bang!

Jing Hu ran through the five ceilings in a row and then stopped barely, and at the same time he felt his hands sore...

However, Jiang Li followed closely behind, holding the baby in his left hand, waving his fist with his right hand, and punching him with a punch. The terrifying sonic boom made Jing Hu's scalp numb and exclaimed: "Are you going to increase your strength?"

At the same time, Jing Hu fought back with a embarrassed punch.

boom!

A crisp sound!

Jing Hu let out a shrill scream, and when he looked at his arm, he had already been bombarded!

Bang!

With a loud bang, Jing Hu was hit into the sky again!

Then Jiang Li chased after him, punching Jing Hu and hammering it on his face.

Jing Hu could still scream twice a moment ago, but he couldn't speak at all. He only felt that Jiang Li's fists fell on his face like raindrops. But these raindrops were as heavy as Mount Tai, and one punch was heavy as one punch, which made him unable to resist. He could not spit out his old blood for a long time.

Jing Hu was unable to fight back and could only fight to the death. However, his arms were beaten so hard that he had lost consciousness, but he didn't even have the chance to look at the other party.

Jing Hu roared in his heart: "What the hell is this bastard? If the information is wrong, it will kill me!"

boom!

There was another loud bang, and Jing Hu's arms were shaken open, and he was about to spurt out his old blood.

As a result, Jiang Li grabbed a piece of gravel and slapped Jing Hu on the mouth with a bang. Jing Hu was photographed with blood directly.

It crashed through more than a dozen ceilings again...

Meanwhile, the top level.

Jing Long looked at the presbyopia in front of him, Mao Buping and the dying An Qing, slowly raised his arm, and spread his five fingers slightly...

"Mao Buping, you tm away quickly. I feel that Jing Long is going to use his trump card. What should he be summoning, maybe it is his weapon!" said Old Flower.

Mao Buping was about to say something, but with a loud bang, the ground beside Jinglong exploded, and a black shadow crashed into his hand.

This collision scared Jing Long, and he threw it casually, cursing: "What the hell?"

A bang!

When Jing Long saw Jing Hu being thrown against the wall, he was looking at him with a resentful look on his face. Then he spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face suddenly turned pale like white paper, and he fell to the ground with a bang, stopping moving.

"Brother?" Jing Long was stunned.

Mao Buping said in surprise: "Is this the weapon he summoned?"

Pretty Flower: "Maybe..."

"Brother? Who?" Jing Long roared, and stepped over the hole that Jing Hu collided with, wanting to see Jing Hu's injuries.

At this moment, a figure rushed up and punched out!

Jing Long felt a severe pain under his crotch, and then his legs subconsciously tightened, and his waist couldn't help but bend down, like a big prawn.

Then he saw Jiang Li leaning over in the face and punching him in the chin!

At this moment, a white light shot up, and a spear hit Jiang Li's temple, directly knocking Jiang Li away.

Jiang Li rolled in the air, landed on the ground, touched his temples, and asked casually: "Who sneak attacked me?"

However, before anyone could answer him, a lightsaber arrived instantly!

A series of dazzling white light burst out from the scorching lightsaber, and then all the white light condensed at a point and stabbed out!

Seeing this, Old Hua said in shock: "The power of opening up is concentrated at a point of explosion? How is this... possible?"

Mao Buping was also shocked. He knew very well that the strength of the psychic person was diffuse and barbaric. As the mental power became stronger, the more energy it could control.

The state shown becomes more majestic and shocking.

For example, from the beginning, control the water droplets, then a bowl of water, a basin of water, lake water, a sea area, etc.

But they knew very well that this seemingly majestic and powerful move was actually not much stronger than a lesser move in a single point of attack. On the contrary, because it was too grand and difficult to control, it was a waste to use this trick to kill a person.

The point is that when facing enemies of the same level, they often use countless fancy tricks, and they can continue fighting with each other...

Their strength reached the level of Mao Buping and Presbyterian Hua, and they also noticed this problem, so they began to compress their mental power, manipulated power, and strengthen the attack power at the point.

The effect is obvious. After doing this, although the attack range is reduced, the destructive power of a single body has been greatly improved. Many opponents that were previously difficult to deal with have become easily killed.

However, even if it is Mao Buping, Presbyterian cannot compress his strength to the level of Wenchuan!

They could not imagine how terrifying the single point of destruction that burst out with such a level of compressed energy would be!

"I'm afraid God deserves to die, right?" This was a thought that flashed through Mao Buping and Presbyterian's mind at the same time.

Jing Long rubbed his crotch while staring at Jiang Li with murderous intent rising in his eyes. Obviously, he also felt that Jiang Li was dead.

However……

when!

Jiang Li's head was slightly tilted. Wen Chuan's sword actually wiped Jiang Li's head, slid out, rubbing out a string of sparks!

Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene!

"Isn't this dead?"

"Is this a human head?"

"This is too perverted!"

...

Before their thoughts could end, Jiang Li's eyes suddenly became sharper, and then the left hand holding the baby suddenly let go of Qianmo. While holding Qianmo with his right hand, he punched out with his left hand!
Chapter completed!