It hurts!
The heart is like being pierced by a red-hot ice pick! The left half is the needle of divine thought, piercing and strangulating with the ultimate coldness that obliterates all things! The right half is the blood diamond mark condensed by Asura Blood Talisman, burning like crazy to resist the burst of marrow-burning and soul-burning pain!
Twin calamities of ice and fire! Kill the heart together!
This collision of forces from a higher level! The pain is far beyond the wounds of flesh and blood!
Enough to make Titled Douluo scared to death!
But!
At that moment when the dragon's head was penetrated and the pseudo-Fusion Skill self-destruction storm was detonated! Ling Feng's charred and bleeding face! But there was no fear!
In the purple flame burning pupils!
There is only an almost dead coldness! And after being forced into a desperate situation, the ferocious fighting spirit explodes like a volcanic eruption!
Escape?
Nowhere to escape!
Behind him! The pseudo-god Fusion Skill erupted out of control, sweeping and devouring everything with a lightning storm of destruction! The speed was so fast! The power was huge! Far beyond the limit of his remaining body at this time!
Rush over?
In front is a half-collapsed wall and a mess of the auditorium!
What's more important--
The needle of spiritual thought is stuck on the blood diamond barrier and is facing off! It is like a noose around his neck that is slowly tightening! If Soul Power makes a slight movement! It will completely detonate! Crushing him and his soul into powder!
Must die!
A real dead end!
The body was violently blown away by the blast! It was like a broken doll that was beaten away by a giant! It was burnt and smelly! The muscles and bones were torn apart! It was smashed towards the crumbling wall!
Death! In the next blink of an eye!
At this critical moment! The soul seems to be torn apart by severe pain and huge pressure!
Purple Demon Eye The "super feeling" brought by extreme combustion! But it captured an extremely weak point--
Not a sound!
It's an almost unconscious rhythm that the body's muscles are instinctively mobilized to resist the tearing force of the storm when the body is rapidly rolling and falling!
This rhythm!
Very vague!
Very broken!
Like catkins in the wind! Like moths struggling in the rain! There is no order!
But tenaciously! Instinctively! Trying to maintain oneself from being completely torn apart in the storm of destruction!
Chaos!
Chaos! Chaos! Chaos!
Discord! Wild! Struggle to survive!
Like a cornered beast that is cornered and biting like crazy!
Buzz--!
This instinctive rhythm of survival! It's like a spark!
Unexpectedly, it ignited the depth of Ling Feng's mind! A memory fragment that was forgotten in a corner!
Nuoding!
Blacksmith's backyard!
Sunset!
A sloppy, tall figure from behind! Silently waving the seemingly heavy and clumsy giant hammer!
The hammer shadow flies!
Quick!
Heavy!
But it carries an almost barbaric, unreasonable... rotating rhythm!
Ninety-nine and eighty-one times!
Like a spinning top! Like a hurricane! Using the body as the axis! Using the arm as the whip! Using the hammer as the edge! It rolls up sparks all over the sky! It falls! It rolls up again! It falls again! It goes on and on! It seems endless!
No delicate steps! No dodges and moves!
Only the most barbaric! The most primitive! The most violent spinning in place!
Use offense to defend! Use advance to retreat! Use storm to fight storm!
"Chaotic Cloak... can it be used like this?!"
My mind was overwhelmed by severe pain and the shadow of death! Suddenly, a gap was opened by this flash of memory lightning!
It's not Tang Hao's orthodox charge stacking!
It's more like... being forced out of desperation! A violent variation that incorporates a certain rudimentary form of footwork! A kind that Tang Hao can only perform in desperate situations - crazy dance!
No Soul Power!
Unable to use Soul Skill!
We don't even dare to use the blood talisman and Soul Power that are on the verge of exploding to fight against the destructive storm behind us!
The only one that can be used!
Only this has been tempered for thousands of times! Carved into the bones! The body! And the handle is branded deep in the blood! It beats violently with the heart--Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul The shadow of the origin!
"Uhhhhhhhh--!"
A dying roar exploded from the depths of his throat! Black blood mixed with visceral fragments spurted out wildly!
The moment the body smashed against the wall was about to be smashed into rotten flesh!
Ling Feng's charred and broken body!
In the air!
Under countless looks of horror, despair, pity or pleasure!
It unexpectedly violated physical inertia! It made an action that made everyone's pupils shrink!
Curl up!
Twist your waist!
With the spine as the central axis! It's like a spinning top being whipped hard by an invisible iron whip!
The whole person jerked backward--
Spin! Explode!
It's not about giving up!
Instead, the thunder and poison storm shock wave swept behind him!
Think of it as a boosting wind!
Think of it as a charged whip!
Tsk!
The charred flesh and blood was torn apart by the storm! More bright red and white bones were exposed!
But!
The intact left hand clutching the fragment of the hammer handle!
Moved!
No more grips!
Instead, he opened his five fingers! It was as if he had caught an invisible roaring, furious and struggling blood evil dragon!
Use the arm as the string! Use the body as the bow! Use the centrifugal force as the arrow!
Hammer the shadow of Martial Soul, which is formless but as heavy as a mountain in his mind's perception!
From the depths of the bloodline of nothingness! From the blood diamond barrier that struggles to maintain balance on his broken heart!
Forcibly!
Drag!
Present!
Boom!
A black hammer outline that was not substantial but was so heavy that it shattered the space! Accompanied by a harsh metal twisting roar! It was condensed and driven by his crazily spinning, scarred left arm!
The hammer shadow is not solidified!
The storm comes first!
Woo--!
With the crazily spinning remains of Ling Feng as its core! A terrifying tornado visible to the naked eye, as black as ink, mixed with the charred blood and bone fragments he sprayed!
suddenly!
Rise up from the ground! (He is less than three feet off the ground!)
Wind!
It's the destructive wind whipped up by the Soul Power storm!
It's Asura Blood Talisman who fights against the bloody and violent wind that is ignited by his spiritual thoughts!
It is Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer the most primitive, the most barbaric, and the most suitable for the life and death situation at this moment - rotation!
Spin! Spin! Spin!
One hammer!
The shadow of the hammer is blurred! But the churning vortex of power is swallowing up the impact of the storm!
Two hammers!
The hammering wind tears! Forcibly rolling up and deflecting the incoming thunder poison particles!
Three hammers! Four hammers... The shadow of the hammers is getting clearer and clearer! The speed is getting faster and faster! Like a black meat grinder!
The body is torn apart while spinning! The bones are rubbing and popping! Pain is like a tide, flooding the consciousness!
But!
Can't stop!
If you stop, your body will be shattered to pieces! If you stop, your spiritual thoughts will explode! Your soul will be shattered!
"Get out of here!!!"
A roar that explodes deep in the soul!
The seventh hammer!
The blurry black hammer shadow finally solidified under the triple high pressure of burning blood talisman, oppression of divine thoughts, and destructive storm! It was no longer his normal form of Clear Sky Hammer!
Instead, it was twisted! Stretched! With a violent and bloody aura! Like a knife that was forcibly pulled out from Abyss! Entanglement on the tornado wall--
Black Hurricane Hammer! Mad Dragon!
The eighty-first hammer! (Extreme superposition in thoughts!)
Dance! Hurricane Hammer!
Boom!!!!!
Ling Feng's spinning figure! Enveloped by the black tornado of destruction that reaches all over the sky and is completely composed of countless violent hammer shadows superimposed!
No more hard knocks!
Rather, it is like a wildly rotating meteorite drill!
With a violent momentum that shatters the void! tears apart the law! destroys both jade and stone!
Hard!
He ran headfirst into the swallowing force, which was formed by Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan pseudo-Fusion Skill self-explosion cores. The last and most violent one was a concentrated thunder poison chaotic energy core with a diameter of more than ten meters!
Hammer Hurricane! VS! Thunder Poison Chaos!
Tsk--Boom!!!!!!!!!
Not an explosion!
It's annihilation!
It's devouring! It's the ultimate wrestling of biting and annihilating each other!
The black hammer wind spins and cuts crazily! Strangulates the lightning! Devours the poisonous mist!
The concentrated thunder poison chaos core keeps exploding! In an attempt to destroy the uninvited guests who have penetrated into the heart!
Countless fine black space cracks spread like spider webs at the core of the collision! The terrifying suction pulls everything around!
Stalemate!
One breath!
Two breaths! As long as millions of years!
Poof!
The core of the hurricane! The blood mist exploded! Ling Feng left arm muscles were completely torn and blown away! The bones were visible! The momentum of the rotation suddenly stopped!
"It's done! I can resist!!" Qin Ming in the audience was about to let go of his tightly clenched fists!
Something unexpected happened!
The core chaotic poison thunder stirred by the hurricane hammer was hit! A purple electric dragon shadow that was infected with blood poison and almost inhuman shape suddenly seemed to shine back! With Yu Tianheng's last trace of crazy hatred!
"Together... die!!!"
The broken dragon shadow dragon claws suddenly hugged the rotating hammer shadow storm barrier!
Then!
Explode!!!
Boom!!!!
Chain explosion!
The core of destruction, which was temporarily restrained by the hurricane hammer, was penetrated by the self-explosion of internal splitting!
Thunder! Poison! The terrifying energy mixed with Yu Tianheng's last resentment!
Finally broke through the blockade of Black Hammerwind!
Like a cosmic torrent bursting!
He slapped hard on the core of the hurricane that had just completed Self-Created Soul Skill and was exhausted for a moment... the thin remaining body!
"No--!" Xiao Wu's scream made Liekong angry!
Bang!
It's like being hit head-on by a 10,000-ton ship!
Ling Feng The figure that just created a miracle!
It was blown away by the violent torrent like a broken sack! It was wrapped in destructive energy! It turned into a burning black meteor!
Boom!!!
It smashed through the already fragile wall of the stands at the rear! It was embedded deeply into the pile of rubble behind the wall! The rubble flew away! Smoke and dust filled the air! Life or death was unknown!
And the explosion on the other side!
What was also blasted away by the backlash energy! It was a humanoid object that was not in the shape of a dragon at all, its body was black and smoking, and purple-black poisonous blood thunder was pouring out from its mouth, nose, eyes and ears!
Boom!
There was a muffled sound! It hit the edge of the ring hard! Like a dead dog!
It's Yu Tianheng!
The whole Soul Fighting is as silent as a cemetery!
There is only the sizzling sound of the thunder poison energy being annihilated and the rumble of the ruins collapsing!