Chapter 337 The showdown between the third level earth spirits

"Ouch! How unreasonable!" When Nangong Xi saw Nangong Chi dying suddenly on the spot, he became furious. His sect's power-absorbing technique was actually defeated by Liehumen's critical punch, and it didn't do anything at all.

There was no room for fighting back. As the leader, he was already furious. [-]

"Nangong Zhu, didn't you want to take action just now? I will give you a chance to kill them completely and show your blood to avenge Nangong Itch."

"Okay, Master, just take a look." Nangong Zhu turned the bamboo flute in his hand in a circle and then held it tightly in his hand, running quickly and flying to the front desk.

Li Miao looked around and saw that this guy was very unique. He was wearing a long light green coat with pine and bamboo patterns embroidered on it. He was also holding a bamboo flute in his hand. He might be Nangong Zhu from the Demon Soul Sect.

Li Miao looked at it with some excitement.

Arriving at the front desk, Nangong Zhu inserted the bamboo flute in his hand into the wooden table at the front desk with one force, and then quickly signed a life and death agreement. The managers on the side did not dare to breathe. These were the guardians of the four small sects of the Demon Soul Sect.

Or, even if the table is knocked over, they can't be angry. At most, they can just bring another one over.

Then Nangong Zhu reluctantly released his strength, and the front desk staff quickly took out a label with "three" and put it on Nangong Zhu's body.

Of course, the word "三" represents the third level of earth spirit.

Thunder Dragon returned to his gang position and was obviously a little angry when he saw that the Demon Soul Sect actually sent out a master of the third level of Earth Spirit.

"Master, doesn't he mean to bully others?" Thunder Dragon said to Lei Tianba. Although the relationship between the two is no longer a secret, they still treat each other as master and disciple.

"Don't worry, Xiaolong. Just send people from the Violent Camp. You don't have to fall into the opponent's plan. Once they catch them, death is inevitable." Lei Tianba is not impatient. After all, he is also a person who has experienced ups and downs.

Don't be afraid of this.

"Quick Deng, send out experts of the same level from the Violent Battalion to fight." Lei Tianba said decisively.

"Yes, master." Leisu Deng replied.

This time, the violent camp sent out three masters of different levels, namely Lei Kuangbiao of the second level of Earth Spirit, Lei Kuangri of the third level of Earth Spirit, and Lei Kuangren of the first level of Tianling, together with Thunder Dragon,

There are four candidates in total, and Lei Tianba’s plan

After letting the Thunder Dragon win, he deliberately lost again to avoid going through the training of the Ice Bird Sect. Of course, at this juncture, it was obvious that the Thunder Dragon could not be allowed to take over, so he sent out the same third-level Earth Spirit.

The thunderous sun comes to fight.

Lei Kuangri didn't have any special features. He was all dressed in the uniform uniform of the violent camp. Since Nangong Zhu carried weapons, Lei Kuangri also wore the wolf fang gloves. This also greatly increased the effect of critical strikes. Presumably

Such a punch on the body would definitely break the body into pieces.

Soon, Lei Kuangri also signed a life-and-death agreement, and the same label with "three" written on it was affixed to his body.

Nangong Chi's body had been dragged away just now, and the ground had been cleaned, but the smell of gunpowder smoke still seemed to be smellable.

Both of them looked arrogant. Lei Kuangri's face was full of flesh, and his arms were covered with abrupt veins. He had a circular pattern of Camp Violence tattooed on his right shoulder, which really made him look a bit professional.

, the wolf-fang glove on his right fist is also extremely ferocious.

On the other hand, Nangong Zhu had a look of disdain on his face, as if Lei Kuangri was as pale and feeble as an ant in his eyes. Nangong Zhu gently tapped the palm of his hand with the bamboo flute in his hand, and the pattern on his chest also appeared in the breeze.

One after another.

"Ah, take the move!" Lei Kuangri is not as inked as Thunder Dragon just now. He has also gone through the rigorous training of the violent camp. As long as he can kill with one blow in a short time, he will be unexpected and avoid future troubles.

I saw Lei Kuangri lifting the Wolf Fang Glove, raising his fist and hitting Nangong Zhu. In an instant, Lei Kuangri was already close at hand.

But Nangong Zhu was still Nangong Zhu after all. He quickly grabbed the bamboo flute in his hand, stretched it forward suddenly, and actually withstood Lei Kuangri's fist. In this way, the two people faced off.

Everyone present was excited. Nangong Zhu was so awesome. The opponent was attacking with a wolf-fang fist, but he actually withstood it with a small bamboo flute.

Lei Kuangri was obviously a little surprised. How could the other party's small broken flute withstand his powerful wolf-fang glove? Of course, he had never studied physics and did not know the principle. This involved a

The problem of pressure is just like the pressure of a ballet dancer on the ground is even greater than the pressure of an elephant on the ground. This is the problem of the force-bearing area, such as a pencil, one end is pointed and the other is pointed.

It is flat. If you squeeze both ends of the pencil with the same force, you will probably be hurt by the pencil tip first. This is the ratio of pressure and force-bearing area. Similarly, the two ends of Nangong Zhu's flute are slightly pointed, although not sharp.

Although it was sharp, it could kill people, so when he punched Lei Kuangri's fist, although the force was not very strong, the pressure brought by the point of contact was indeed very large. Naturally, Lei Kuangri was a little depressed.

However, something will eventually happen if this confrontation continues. Lei Kuangri suddenly increased his strength, apparently using his own strength to get into a head-to-head confrontation. Seeing that Nangong Zhu's flute was about to bend, Nangong Zhu stopped his hand instantly and turned around.

Moved to the side.

Unexpectedly, Lei Kuangri's murderous nature had been aroused. He quickly activated his critical attack method and hit Nangong Zhu again, who was turning to one side with his wolf-fang fist glove. He was so fast and powerful.

They are all unprecedented.

Nangong Zhu couldn't help but be startled, because it didn't happen often that he was serious when he first came up, and it seemed that he was going to be ready to fight to the death.

But at that moment, Lei Kuangri's fist had already arrived in front of Nangong Zhu, and the heat wave it brought hit Nangong Zhu's face. Nangong Zhu couldn't help but grab the two ends of the bamboo flute with both hands and put it on his chest.

To fight against Lei Kuangri's fist.

"Crack." Nangong Zhu's flute broke in response. This wolf-tooth glove has a steel tip inlaid on it. Even if your flute is made of iron, it will still break.

With the buffer just now, Nangong Zhu had a chance to breathe and once again ducked behind Lei Kuangri. If he hadn't used his flute to resist such a blow, his chest would have turned into a bloody mouth.

But Nangong Zhu was still slightly superior after all. Just when he flashed behind Lei Kuangri, he thrust half of the bamboo flute in his hand into Lei Kuangri's heart without hesitation.

"Ouch." Accompanied by Lei Kuangri's loud roar, the blood on his chest was injected two to three meters away. Since his heart was dried up and exploded, this man would not survive.
Chapter completed!