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269 ??Do you want to be so chic in grabbing the head!(2/2)

This is a wonderful state that allows him to be temporarily immune to physical attacks. He can also launch powerful fire attacks.

With this kind of flame burning on his body, he did not stop. It turned into a blaze and punched towards Ozawa.

The flames were blazing, with a scorching temperature.

The players in the Tianlu Guild all involuntarily took several steps back.

But Ozawa looked indifferent.

She held the wooden stick on her shoulder in her hand, covered one end with both hands, and turned her body slightly to one side, making a posture like playing baseball.

Coax——

The flaming fist was in front of her in an instant, and the wooden stick was swung out with a whoosh.

Bang!

It was thrown onto Picasso's fist-throwing arm.

bang——

The arm that should have been completely immune to physical attacks was completely destroyed by the blow and turned into streaks of fire.

The flame effect on Picasso disappeared, and others had already rushed in front of Ozawa.

Ozawa kicked Picasso in the stomach and knocked Picasso to the ground.

After just one meeting, Picasso, who was known as the most powerful among the executioners, lost one of his arms and was kicked to the ground by Ozawa!

——The main reason is that Ozawa's Hundan power is so powerful that he can naturally restrain all spiritual energy bodies. This is how he can achieve this terrifying effect.

Picasso couldn't believe it at all. He lay on the ground and glanced at his shoulders, whose arms had disappeared. He had never been defeated like this since he became an executive, and he was already a little discouraged.

The stick points to this Picasso.

With just one blow from the stick, Picasso could completely disappear from the world.

However……

Ozawa did not intend to do this.

"He is causing trouble for Brother Ye. Brother Ye must also hate him very much. I can't just kill him like this. I have to leave him to Brother Ye to deal with."

Thinking of this, Ozawa put away the wooden stick and put it on his shoulders again, then turned and left.

No words are left, only a mythical legend... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to
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