: 764 battles of different nature (monthly tickets)

The mystery so far has finally been solved.
It was not until this moment that Fang Li knew that he had already begun to influence the world before he had come to the world.
To some extent, Bai Xue’s divination results are correct.
The existence of the square is really determining the direction of the world.
It is not the identity of the messenger of the Lord God, but the will of the person himself.
Perhaps even the world will become the first personal world in the party, and it is all destined.
At the center of this vortex, there is another existence besides Fangli.
That is blasphemy.
"One is full, all is one, this is the color gold."
Ba Mei said this with a very pure smile.
"Whether it is a grandson, a tyrant, or even a star shrine, you should dance in my hands, because they all have my strength."
"But, the power of things is used to use."
"And now, it's the best time to use this power."
With such words, Bamei rotates the battle axe in his hand.
Eyes, staring at the square.
"Come on battle!"
"The strong man of man!"
The voice is falling.
"Haha!"
Ba Mei with a very happy smile, like the original look of the day before, the high leaping, like slow motion, slowly rushed in the direction of the square.
Immediately, he lifted the huge battle axe in his hand and slammed it down against the square below.
"Pound pounds and pounds ---!"
That is the sound of the air bursting.
No, it's not just air.
It's like the space itself is twisting, and everything that passes through the giant axe is whining.
Under such circumstances, the huge battle axe broke through the space, overturned the atmosphere, carrying amazing power, and slashed into the head of the square.
The eyes in the square flashed instantly.
That terrible power is simply not comparable to the previous confrontation with Sun.
That is also a matter of course.
Although Sun and Bamei are incomplete sacred gods, it is the relationship between "self" and "self". There is not much difference in strength. It is completely at a level, but the bodies of the two are different.
Sun is the giant of the demon world. The body is the monkey king. The power is not great, but the reflex nerve and the motor nerve are extremely prominent. When playing against the square, you can even express the speed and movement in the upper part, using the terminology of the main space. If that is, AGI (Agile) is very high.
Bamei is the king of the ghost family. The body is a sinister ghost. It is born with a very strong power. This kind of power even surpasses the shackles of a wriggling ghost. It can crush the rock disk and crack the earth with a single blow. In the terms of the main space, it is that the STR (power) is very high.
That is to say, even if the two are of the same level, the aspects that can be good are different.
Therefore, Fang Fang can be sure that even if he uses Star Force to strengthen the defense, if it is as before, empty hand to pick up this blow, it will not be too easy.
(Now is not a waste of star power!)
The party immediately made this judgment.
As a result, the pure white body slid out of the sleeves of the square and fell into its palm.
......
"嘭!"
As if suddenly there was a big bang, the corner of the palace above the mountain, the wall suddenly opened without any cause, causing a strong blast to rise, carrying gravel and rubble, and hitting the surrounding.
In the smoke, the figure in the square plunged out of it, and while retreating, the toes repeatedly touched the ground and moved away from the impact at an alarming rate.
However, it didn't take long for the petite figure holding the extremely huge Tomahawk to come out.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The hairdresser feels happy from the heart and smiles constantly.
"Don't escape! Fangli! Show me the close-knit ability that surprised me like yesterday!"
"Come on! Come on! Cut off my Tomahawk!"
Bamei shouted like this, breaking the hard earth and crushing the stones under his feet into powder, like a petite but extremely terrifying beast, with an imposing momentum, rushing toward Fang.
In his hands, I am afraid that the world’s largest battle axe is like a bamboo pole. Under the terrible power of Bamei, it’s like a wind wheel, and it’s turned into a storm of death. direction.
I saw this scene with my own eyes, and I held the pure white pure star-like arm in my hand.
"There is a quick fix!"
The ice-blue magic eye flashes in the eyes of the square.
In the next second, the square was as if it had ignored the inertia, and suddenly there was no precursor to the stagnation of the figure, and it was fixed in place.
"boom----!"
Then, the speed in the square was accelerated to the limit in an instant, and the earth under the cracked foot rushed forward like a blast, welcoming the storm that touched the death.
"Pound pounds and pounds ---!"
In the storm that was dying, the air was bursting all the time, and the terrible blast had been stirred up, mixed under the huge tomahawk, and with the sound of the sound, it continued to hit the square.
In the speed of the axe, Fang Li captured the dancing line of death with the ability of the dead eye.
"Flash sheath - seven nights!"
It’s like a flash of sniper.
"choke----!"
In the sound of the sorrowful sword, the sniper turned into a sword light, and at a horrific speed, like a fleeting moonlight, plunged into the storm of the Tomahawk.
"噗哧!"
Like cutting the human body, the tearing sounds resounding.
The constant bursting of the blast and the disruption of the atmosphere made the space seem to have a distorted storm of death. Under the sword of speed, it seemed as if it had been broken, and the quilt was broken into two halves and dissipated.
Only the huge incomparable tomahawk, spinning in the midst of a thousand miles, danced under the dance of a pair of petite palms, and made a perfect trajectory, which was turned to the other side by the tyrants, avoiding the incoming attack. A quick blow.
"A quick sniper, even the eyes can't keep up."
Bamei has a crisp voice and is so open.
"But, as long as you calculate the movement of the airflow, you will not be unable to react. The key is not to stop your sword."
It seems that the experience of Sun’s physical battles has already allowed Bamei to know that the attack in the square cannot be answered at all.
"So, this time it's not so easy for you to succeed."
Ba Mei has a very happy expression, like dancing, dancing.
"Fifty Years in the World---"
The singer of the singer with a crisp voice is like the evil spirit who fought in the legend with the hero. The battle axe in the hand once again looks like a curve, and he slashes into the square.