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Chapter 256: One against three(2/2)

The electric light rushed into the airflow surrounding Kui.

However, the violent airflow surrounding Kui in the destruction mode sets Kui as a terrifying giant five meters high. After the fierce lightning surges into it, it finally failed to penetrate this continuous airflow, disintegrating and dissolution of countless lightning lights.

In comparison, the speed and sharpness of Storm Creation is more practical to fight against Kui in the destruction mode.

"Hmph!"

Kui's face was a little hideous.

He has not had much time to maintain his destruction.

Now there are several other people entangled, the most difficult and fastest Storm Creator is no longer there, and he will take advantage of this period to make all his efforts to achieve something.

The blue veins exposed the right fist, condensing a terrible airflow.

Like a thousand pounds of force, he let out a shocking roar.

"Destruction Fist collapses the cannon!"

The air-flow boxing cannon, which condensed the astonishing pressure, arrived in an instant, and after breaking through the annihilation barrier, Wuming fell to the ground with a "swoosh".

Rumble...

Frost creation, freezing and spreading.

Wuming fell into the ice pit, with him as the center, with more than two meters of clear air cannon fist marks, clear marks, and after a layer of air waves, dense cracks spread out more than ten meters.

In the center of the ice pit, the frost creation flashed and appeared in front of Wuming.

"It can actually exert such a savage and violent force to such a degree, ahem."

Staring at the fireball falling from high altitude, the ice crystals around him were first hit by the heat waves and melted away before the fireball had fallen.

It was Seymour's Purgatory Fireball that broke through the Sword of Flame Creation and smashed it head-on!

The sun's pupils in Wuming's right eye suddenly lit up.

A fireball rose into the sky.

With a bang, two dazzling lights of fireballs drowned Wuming.

Seymour descended from the sky and descended into the ice pit where Wuming fell. He had a sticky liquid magma under his feet, ignoring the surrounding fire and heat waves, and his majestic body was like a mountain, looking for Wuming's traces.

Suddenly, he discovered something.

"Die! Bugs!!!"
Chapter completed!
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