Zong Wu: I'm going to stand up and brush up my favorability

Fist kills the void, the killer weapon of the god of boxing.

As the name suggests, this punch can destroy even the void, needless to say its power.

Jue Wushen's Killing Fist can't compare with Quan Killing Kong Kong at all, so it's no wonder that Jue Wushen wanted to use drugs with his master to fascinate the God of Quan Dao back then.

Otherwise, these two people are really not his opponents.

Lin Beiwang felt threatened. If he didn't dodge, even if he used the golden bell shield, this punch would definitely hurt him.

However, he didn't want to hide, he wanted to try this punch.

Lin Beiwang swore that he had never been so passionate in his life.

Well, in fact, it was because he was still sure of receiving the punch.

The spiral fist around the arm of the boxing god seemed to disturb the surrounding void, Lin Beiwang's expression was extremely dignified.

He also clenched his fists tightly, and he wanted to punch the God of Quan Dao.

His hands are also entwined with the spiraling qi, which is more pure than the qi wrapped in the hands of the boxing god, but it does not have the overbearing and overflowing destructive power.

In the next moment, the two disappeared in place instantly, and the four fists collided in the air at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Every time they collide, the opposite spiral qi seems to annihilate the void between the two fists.

Lin Beiwang's fist as big as a casserole could not be compared with the fist of Quan Dao Shen's small millstone.

But this fist collision, he did not fall into a disadvantage.

The master of boxing became more and more amazed. Ever since he practiced boxing successfully, Lin Beiwang was still the first person to fight against him without losing the wind.

Every time they punched each other, the spiral qi would cancel each other out, and then it would be a pure fist collision.

A pair of fists of the boxing god has already trained him to be like a giant hammer of a magic weapon.

On the other hand, Lin Beiwang's whole body was like a king kong, and the hardness of his fists could barely be compared with that of a kung fu god.

However, the physical cultivation of the boxing god is still a bit short, and it is this point that Lin Beiwang evened his own advantage with the boxing god.

In the distance, Jue Wushen just stood there quietly watching.

Originally, he thought that the kung fu god had been imprisoned for so long, and his skills should have regressed.

But he never expected that his senior brother was still the one-in-a-thousand-year cultivation wizard praised by his master. Even if he was imprisoned for more than 20 years, he was not able to compete with him now.

The sound of the air being crushed was like thunder, and the sound was endless.

Lin Beiwang confronted the God of Boxing for a long time, and both of them shouted loudly.

This kind of fist-to-flesh feeling is really cool.

There was a tacit understanding, neither of them thought about dodging each other's fist, and the speed of punching was getting faster and faster.

Each punch carries their respective punching intentions. This is a contest of martial arts concepts.

The boxing method of the boxing god pays attention to destroying everything and destroying everything.Compared with Absolutely Wushen's killing fist, it is much higher in conception.

Lin Beiwang's fists are pure power, and he can break the law with force. He believes that under his fists, nothing can stop him.

In this way, attacking and attacking, under the overloaded state, the two fought for a day and a night.

In the end, the kung fu god was exhausted, and due to a negligence, Lin Beiwang quickly punched him in the chest.

The body of the boxing god is not as strong as that of Lin Beiwang, and because it is a competition between martial arts, his body has no protection.

So, Lin Beiwang's punch directly opened a big hole in his left chest, and his heart burst into blood mist in an instant.

Gang Qi wrapped Lin Beiwang's fist, and a hole nearly one foot wide opened on the left chest of the Quan Dao God, and the blood shot out directly dyed Lin Beiwang's whole body red.

The boxing god looked at the big hole in his chest, grinned at the corner of his mouth and said, "Boy, you won."

Lin Beiwang: "I won."

God of Boxing: "My boxing skills are not weaker than yours."

Lin Beiwang: "Yes, your boxing skills are not weak."

Boxing God: "But I still lost."

Lin Beiwang: "You didn't deserve to lose."

Boxing God: "It's not wrong."

The blood from the big hole in his chest was no longer gushing out, but bleeding like normal, but there was no trace of blood in the mouth of the boxing god.

He closed his eyes, and his legs were as straight as steel guns.

Lin Beiwang's fists had already been put away, looking at this boxing master, he said slowly, "Because you are old."

With a palm strike, the fist god was frozen into an ice sculpture, followed by a punch.With this punch, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, as if the universe was wiped out, and the body of the boxing god was instantly reduced to the tiniest particles.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, let him disappear in smoke!"

Although Jue Wushen's boxing skills are not as good as Lin Beiwang and Boxing God, but he has eyesight, and he can see that Lin Beiwang's punch is stronger than before.

Even in his heyday, he couldn't resist this punch with his indestructible golden body.

Lin Beiwang walked slowly in front of Jue Wushen, and said to him, "I want you to find a way to gather all the powerful people from the entire island country with you, can you do it?"

Absolutely surprised, he asked, "What are you going to do?"

Lin Beiwang went straight to the point and said, "I want to kill them, how about it?"

Absolutely shocked: "You..."

Lin Beiwang said quietly: "Whether you can survive depends on whether you can satisfy me."

As he spoke, he walked towards Wushenjue Palace on his own.

Jue Wushen lowered his head decadently, he didn't want to follow Lin Beiwang's idea, but now he had no choice.

For him, his own life is above all else, since he has a chance to survive, why can't he fight for it?
On the same day, the people of Absolutely No God Destiny Wushen Jue Palace delivered a message to the outside world:
"I, Absolute Wushen, will conquer the world. Those who obey me will prosper and those who oppose me will perish. If you want to resist, then in half a month, Wushen Jue Palace will fight to the death with me, Absolute Wushen. I will fight all of you."

The powerhouses of the island nation all have the spirit of samurai in their hearts. Facing such an arrogant provocation from Jue Wushen, how could they bear it?
Not half a month.

On the third day after the news was sent out, there was a celestial man who killed Wushen Jue Palace.

This person comes without a trace and goes without a trace.

In less than a quarter of an hour, there were more than a hundred corpses in Wushenjue Palace.

Lin Beiwang chuckled, pointed to a corner, and stretched out his hand to grab it.

In the corner, Iga Kohachiro was shocked and wanted to get away, but found that his surroundings were like iron walls and he couldn't move at all.

Just like that, he watched a giant hand grabbing towards him.

The void distorted, and a figure appeared in front of Lin Beiwang and the others.

Jue Wushen recognized it, and said in a deep voice in Chinese: "The ninja of the Iga family! You are Iga Kohachiro."

Iga Kohachiro ignored Jue Wushen, but looked at Lin Beiwang and asked, "Who are you, how can you see through my ninjutsu?"

Lin Beiwang smiled contemptuously, "Small tricks, dare to be an axe! I hope that the next heavenly beings will not be as miserable as you!"

As he said that, a suction force absorbed all the strength of Iga Kohachiro's whole body.Immediately after the cold air rose, he was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.

Lin Beiwang clenched his palms, and his hands tightened.

Iga Kohachiro was directly crushed into a ball of fine powder, and then waved towards the pool next to him, the powder instantly turned into water.

Seeing this scene, Yan Ying and Juetian felt extremely terrified, and their fear of Lin Beiwang grew stronger.