Chapter 593: 狰 and Shura

call!
The black skateboard was up against the sky, galloping on a smooth building that was as straight as a knife.
On the skateboard was a girl wearing a loose hood with a tender white chin under the shadow. Her eyes were staring closely at the looming cobblestone path on the glass curtain wall of the building, the sound of wind passing through her ears, and the brim of her hat shaking violently.
Suddenly, the silver blade came from under her feet and was avoided by the skateboard. The girl in the hood just distracted and a tall shadow passed over her. The girl looked forward in surprise, only to see one wearing a black vest, revealing The smooth-lined muscular man ran up and down the tall buildings.
The man opened his mouth wide and completely violated gravity. He ran wildly on the curtain wall of the high-rise building. He stepped on a blank piece of paper and painted a grid of striped mine stickers.
boom!
A huge explosion occurred in the middle of the building, and the men in the vest and the girl in the hood were shaken off by a severe shock and fell from a height of 100 meters.
A three-meter-wide paper plane saw two people fall off, and a thin, freckled youth stood on the paper plane.
He looked up at the cobblestone road on the tall building, and a seemingly joke paper plane turned one way, straight up the building, and came to the roof safely.
Seeing that the end point was in front of him, the face of the paper plane man suddenly sank. It turned out that a man with a blue scarf had already stood on the rooftop.
"Step aside!"
He didn't care much, a balloon-like, swollen white paper giant raised his fist high from behind him.
Only in this instant effort, the rushing vest man and the skateboarding hood girl all went to the rooftop, seeing this scene without saying a word, they also launched an attack on the blue scarf.
The blue bib was expressionless, raised the pistol and pulled the trigger. After a clear and violent sound of gold and iron impact, the paper plane man seemed to bear the brunt. The time seemed to slow down, followed by a white cloud, and long tinnitus. Soft feet ...
Uh ~
Uh ~
Uh ~
Paper plane men, vest men, and hooded girls all fainted.
The blue bib, or Yang Yan exhaled, he tightened the bib around his neck and hurried to the stairs.
Yang Yan, Yan Zhaohui's three-seat representative, acting on behalf of Yan, the peak of the Seventh Palace.
The best successor in the mind of Jiao.
Seeing that Yang Yan was about to step into the stairs, his pupils suddenly contracted!
Shadows swept through the roof.
This nearly 400-meter-high broken building was taken out of thin air by an extremely dark hand. The giant hand exerts strength, and the fragments of concrete and glass burst from the middle of the fingers of the giant hand!
The tall building collapsed and shattered, and the dust settled at least two minutes later. Only a lot of rubble remained in place.
Yang Ye stepped on the rubble high, with a paper airplane man and a vest man in his left and right hands, and a hood his back, falling all over.
He looked up, the cobblestone road had been destroyed in the collapse, and eventually, no one was able to enter the venue from this exit.
"..."
Yang Yan dropped the two in his hands, put the hooded girl down gently, and murmured in his mouth, "Sometimes I really can't understand why there is someone like you in the world who is detrimental to yourself."
After the dust came out a smirk bald man, two meters high. He was wearing a tailored suit, showing an inverted triangle figure.
"What's the meaning of Yan Zhao? Everyone eats fruit and sits in the same house, and casts a few votes like that. If the immortal surname is Zhao, do he care what he wants?"
He glared at Yang Yan, his calloused hands tightened towards him, and five fingers made a gurgling sound: "Yang Yan! Come see who is the best one in the three seats!"
Pang Chunhao, the representative of Yan Zhaohui's three seats, is represented by Asura, the peak of the Seventh Palace.
Zhan Yuejin's proud pupil.
Long before Si Fan and Yan Zhaohui coexisted, Yang Yan and Pang Chunhao fought. At that time, the two were not agents, and Pang Chunhao ended in defeat.
Later, Zhan Yuejin became the new host, and Pang Chunhao and Yang Yan were sent to Yunnan by Zhao Jianzhong.
Over time, the two have become Yan Fuzhong's most sought-after characters, both of whom are famous fighting factions.
But since Yang Yan went to Yunnan, he did not return to Beijing a few times.
Zhan Yuejin was suppressed by Zhao, and Pang Chunhao did not return to the sky all year long. The two have never had a chance to meet.
"Will you change time? You don't care about Yan Zhaohui, but if I can't get into Yan Zhaohui, the proud boss can strip my skin."
Pang Chunhao narrowed his eyes, "You said ... uh?"
He didn't stand still, and froze for a moment.
Earthquakes, rushing earthquakes.
Light, extremely dazzling glare, the atmosphere disturbed everything, and turned back very quickly. The entire sky was swept by violent dust ripples. In contrast, the giant hand that easily crushed high-rise buildings seemed so weak.
The invisible golden pillar of flame rushed into the sky, and the red-brown mushroom-shaped cloud could not see the head.
This is the case of the scourge of heaven and earth.
Even with a distance of nearly a hundred kilometers, this sheer incredible power of destruction still shivered.
For a long time, a hot wind slammed on Pang Chunhao's face, and the destructive power was comparable to the burning coals. Let him be lost for a while.
"The two seats also have this kind of lunatic?"
Pang Chunhao couldn't help asking himself.
"Ok?"
When Pang Chunhao responded, Yang Yan had already disappeared, and only the slowly falling dust remained on the rubble.
"Can you run?"
"Humph."
The angry Pang Chunhao said nothing and chased after pulling his legs.

The impact of super bombs is not wide, most of the explosive power, and the shock waves of earthquakes that can cause moderate intensity are also absorbed by the domino wall. Except for leaving a three-kilometer-diameter, bottomless crater in place, the superbomb did not cause any long-term sequelae and appeared very "clean".
The strong wind was endless, and the air was twisting. Li Yan stepped on the red and black ashes that would be destroyed, and explored in scorched soil with bloodshot eyes. A purple line on the forehead was distinctive.
At this moment, he very much agreed with Zhao Jianzhong's move to isolate the remaining ten masters and most of the six divisions for most of the time. But at the same time, he also began to wonder, what does Zhao Jianzhong rely on to suppress these lunatics, is it just a simple wrist and personal charm? This seems unconvincing.
As soon as Li Yan stopped, as if he had found something, he resolutely jumped into the deep pit.
One minute, two minutes.
After three minutes, Li Yan finally brought a person out of the deep pit.
It is too reluctant to say that he is a human being. It is simply a mass of black meat with no outline, no limbs and features. A piece of flesh and blood was inlaid with a golden red eight-point domino, which was covered with cracks, and seemed to crack when touched casually.
Li Yan inspected this piece of meat for a long time, and for a while he couldn't get started. Jinghong's glance didn't give a response, which shows that even Yan Fu Rentu thinks that this is a worthless body.
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