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Lu Zhengkang twisted his sore neck, the candlelight at the end of the antlers above his head trembling, and the poison ivy shook like a pearl.

Kamsky also covered his face, a dent was punched out on the mechanical cheek.

The two of them are the strongest in the framework of the nameless island. At their level, the effects of all spells and energy attacks are very weak. As for the negative characteristics of exile, maze, and death, etc. It's completely immune, so when it comes to fighting, it's fistful. Whoever can't stand it first will die.

Without saying anything, Lu Zhengkang immediately rushed over, pushing his palms horizontally, and the white golden qi lingering in his palms like water mist. Kamsky turned his finger back and jabbed the palm of his hand.

There was a crack in the bone and a splash of blood.

Lu Zhengkang's right palm was broken through a smooth round hole, and Kamsky's finger was broken.

Lu Zhengkang's face remained unchanged, he wrapped his palms, and firmly grasped Kamsky's left hand.

"Look at you still running away!"

"I'm not afraid of you, why run away!"

The seventh generation laughed angrily, clenched a fist with his left hand, and slapped it on Kamsky's waist. The Conqueror blocked the front of the fist, but his fist rushed straight in and beat Kamsky out a large amount of black blood.

Lu Zhengkang was so powerful that he beat others hard. Kamsky grinned, and squeezed his right hand against Lu Zhengkang's nose.

One was beaten with a broken stomach, and the other was beaten with gold stars.

Kamsky raised his knee, withstood another punch from Lu Zhengkang, waved his palm, and slapped it on the temple of the seventh life. Lu Zhengkang only felt a buzzing in his head, dizzy, and the world was spinning. He couldn't help but let go. Kamsky was able to pull out his tightly bound left hand.

Bai Yuan couldn't help sighing: "Brother, you are really big brother, at any rate you are the incarnation of a Bodhisattva, how come you fight like a rogue..."

Lu Zhengkang held his head for two seconds, and Kamsky also held his abdomen without saying a word.

When each of them recovered and his injuries healed, Lu Zhengkang pointed to Kamsky, "As a scientist, you are really amazing!"

"Hmph, each other, kid, I didn't expect you to be so stupid. The mercy of the enemy is cruel to yourself."

"I just want you to die less ugly. After all, in this life, only you can be called the opponent. I always leave the best part last."

Kamsky snorted the blood from his mouth and leaped forward in a fit.

The clapping muscles behind Lu Zhengkang fluttered, fluttered and then moved back three inches, avoiding Kamsky’s face-to-face punch, and kicking his feet with a shot to the sky, his heels were able to rub Kamsky’s jaw, but he was still caught He stepped aside.

Elijah sneered. "Aren't you very fierce just now? What to hide!"

"This is the **** art of fighting, stupid!" The seventh world's cursing was terrible. He really felt that his blood was boiling like lava. Human nature was returning to his heart. He felt that his body was burning with youth. , Fighting and the power of song.

Kamsky replied with his middle finger, "I have no education, I will stroke your tongue!"

Lu Zhengkang stopped quarreling, leaned forward, slammed his meaty wings behind his back, and his speed skyrocketed. In an instant, he approached three inches in front of the enemy, covered his elbows in front of him, and smashed Kamsky on the cheek.

Kamsky leaned back, whipped his leg sideways, and threw it at Lu Zhengkang's left waist, deflecting his offensive. With this elbow hit, Lu Zhengkang's fists unfolded like switchblade knives, and fell sharply downwards. Even if they were deflected, they let the fist fall on Kamsky's left hip bone and directly slam his lower abdomen into three inches. .

The way of martial arts, punching the body, beheading the soul, rushing to the contrary, turning the tide. Body, Qi, Mind, God, Mind, and Momentum all have the law of struggle.

After absorbing the combat experience of countless martial arts in the Pure Land, Lu Zhengkang did not really practice a certain martial arts. First, time did not allow it, and second, it was unnecessary. He himself comprehended a set of Sanshou, which could deal with any situation, and he could be regarded as gathering the best of all.

The fight between Lu Zhengkang and Kamsky seemed to be a game. Lu Zhengkang relied on experience and Kamsky relied on calculations. Which one is stronger and weaker depends on who can catch the first chance.

Kamsky only felt as if he had been electrocuted on the left half of his body. He shielded his pain, but the tactile sensation was strengthened. This kind of fire-like punch was really uncomfortable. He was smashed and lay down directly.

Lu Zhengkang raised his foot and stomped, Kamsky rolled over, and was stepped on a deep mark on the spot. The whole palace trembled three times.

Before Kamsky got up, Lu Zhengkang shoveled against the ground, stomping on his waist, clearly hearing the cracking sound of a broken spine.

One after another, Lu Zhengkang was waiting to continue chasing, and a slender blue thorn sword flew out of the void. It was a sin, and it stabbed directly at Lu Zhengkang. The seventh world flicked his sleeves and wrapped the sword body round and round. , Slammed it aside suddenly, the cage sea that had been aggrieved in the corner screamed, rushed over and chopped the evil into seventeen or eight segments, swimming around proudly.

In this empty space, Kamsky had already repaired his body, stood up again, and stood ready.

Lu Zhengkang hugged his arms and shook his head, "Is it alright, don't say I bully the elderly!"

"I can spend hundreds of years like you!"

Lu Zhengkang snorted, "The words of defeating the army." He rushed forward again, grabbing in front of him, and Kamsky held up his knife and stopped. Lu Zhengkang released a fist and pierced the enemy's throat with the index finger. Kamsky dodged sideways, and then hurriedly rolled backwards, avoiding Lu Zhengkang's pounce~www.readwn.com~ I understand more and more, huh? "Lu Zhengkang is not surprised, Kamsky's computing power is quickly making up for his combat experience.

"It's not too late to understand, I will leave you a decent way to die."

"Sad boy, you are still far from enough class!" The seventh life body felt his blood finally boiled to gasification, and the endless inspiration in his heart burst out like a big bang, and the mysterious spirit was extremely high. Flows down everywhere.

The swollen wing-like large muscles on his back retracted, and then he stood upright, his left hand touched the ground, vacantly pointing to the ground, and his right hand slowly lifted from the lower abdomen, exploded with the golden air current, blowing in all directions. ; On a white jade-like cheek, there are countless subtle golden swastikas, intertwined like meridians; the candle fire on the head explodes, and the poison ivy beats like a mad dragon on all sides; endless Sanskrit singing resounds in the deep dome.

Kamsky’s cheeks twitched, and all his senses felt a great pressure. Every centimetre of his body’s epidermis seemed to be covered by a giant lead block. He was extremely deprived of his sense of hearing, his sense of taste was bitter, his vision was dark, and his nasal blood vessels. It exploded, the sense of space and balance was chaotic, and the illusion appeared. He saw a mountain rising on the boundless sea level. The mountain carried hundreds of millions of stars. The exploded glow of the sun and the moon gave Chongshan a stern halo. color.

The nameless **** swayed in the overflowing vigor, as if drunk, with no resistance at all.

Bai Yuan sighed: "It's been a long time, the magic is unique, the Buddha is unparalleled, the sky is extremely, the palm of the gods!"

This is the fundamental magical power of the Bodhisattva of Deer Yuan. If he cultivates to a high and deep level, he has the Buddha kingdom in his palm.

The Seventh World screamed: "Today, it made you die horribly, horribly, horribly horrible! Take my hand! Drink it!"

With one palm hit, wherever the palm of the wind hits, the nameless island sinks in half.

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