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Fists and feet collide, strike in the air!

Click! !Like a flash of lightning piercing the space, the sonorous roar was sharp and piercing!The violent offensive momentum of Tu Qingcang and the God King came to a halt at this moment, and the two terrifying forces entangled and surged at the point of impact, and then swept along each other's limbs in reverse.

As if struck by lightning, Tu Qingcang let out a muffled grunt, and shook his clenched fists abruptly. Not only was the momentum of the attack contained, but his body was also blasted into the air.Cleverly taking advantage of the situation to toss in mid-air, he managed to control his body, and after falling to the ground in embarrassment, he retreated more than ten steps uncontrollably, removing the power exerted by the god king, but...

tick...

Scarlet blood seeped out from the gaps in the fine steel glove, gathered at the fingertips and dripped towards the pasture, the thick arms trembled uncontrollably, the severe pain stimulated the nerves, Tu Qingcang's cheeks twitched one after another, He clenched his teeth tightly, if it wasn't for his amazing perseverance, he might have moaned.

The confrontation just now...it didn't sound like hitting the flesh at all, but on a solid steel plate. The force of the countershock probably shattered the bones of both hands and arms, and the bursts of pain stimulated Tu Qingcang's body like needles nerve.

The King of God was also shocked by the power and landed with a bang. Although he only took four steps back, he left deep footprints in front of him. It can be seen how powerful Tu Qingcang's bombardment was just now, and it had no impact on him. Small.

The stormy offensive finally came to a standstill, Tu Qingcang's chest heaved violently, his hollow nostrils panted heavily, his arms trembled unabated, and blood dripped down his ten fingertips.

but……

"No wonder, it's ridiculous, pitiful!" Tu Qingcang stared coldly at the God King with bloodshot eyes, and said something inexplicable, his heavy voice was like the panting of a wild animal, filled with a strong breath of danger.

The God King greeted Tu Qingcang's taunt with indifference: "Continue!! Let me see how long you can last!"

"Continue? I suddenly feel sad again now. God King, as a warrior, I feel sad for you! As an emperor-level powerhouse, you are far worse than Qikas back then!" Tu Qingcang's eyes fell On the right arm of the God King, and then his right leg, a few sneers emerged from the corner of the bleeding mouth. "This is the so-called transformation, the so-called imperial level?"

The God King's indifferent eyes finally showed slight changes, as if he had been touched by the pain deep in his heart, a flash of sharpness flashed across his eyes, his left hand behind his back was slowly clenched, and there was a creaking sound of knuckles rubbing against his flesh. The dense wound oozes blood due to excessive squeezing, and the pain stimulates the nerves and brain.

He rarely has violent mood swings!But facing Tu Qingcang's mocking sneer, he couldn't calm down.

Tu Qingcang's eyes continued to turn on the right arm and right leg of the God King: "It seems that Skynet still has mechanical masters, and they actually built such a *real prosthetic for you, let me guess what material it is, fine steel? Tungsten gold? Titanium alloy? The flexibility and performance are also good, is it a high-tech product, what electronic equipment is in it?"

"what are you saying?"

"What am I talking about?" Tu Qingcang smiled: "When the majestic god king even has a guilty conscience, what should I say? You know it best in your heart!! Your left leg, left arm... prosthesis!!"

Prosthetics? ?That's right, prosthetics! !

Tu Qingcang's attack was like a mad beast, wild and brutal.The fists, wrists, elbows, and knees all had spikes forged from tungsten gold, and each violent bombardment was extremely powerful enough to blast through steel plates.But the strange thing is that every time the god king blocks, he seems to be easy, and he can always easily resist the tungsten iron fist. If this can be explained by strength, then...why there is no wound?Except for the tattered clothes, there is no sign of blood, and every time there is a collision, the sound is always a little abnormal.

At the beginning, Tu Qingcang didn't think too much about it, and immersed himself in the frantic battle against the emperor-level powerhouse.After four or five minutes, the God King's attitude of only defending and not attacking, his safe and sound posture, and his frequent use of his right hand and right foot gradually aroused his suspicion.

The full-power explosion, the full-power bombardment, the clanging sound and the force of the shock just now finally verified his idea! !He can be 100% sure that the God King's right arm and leg have steel frame guards, or... are prosthetics at all!

"The roaring commander of the mighty god of war, the majestic king-level powerhouse of the Skynet, is so destitute that he relies on prosthetic limbs. There is a saying in Huaxia, "Give me freedom or give me death. As a warrior, what you have done...sad!!" Tu Qingcang After discovering the problem of the god king, a kind of resistance and pity arose from his heart, and the dignified man fell to this place.

Although the strength has improved, in Tu Qingcang's heart, the status of the god king has declined greatly.

The God King's eyes flickered slightly, and the pain that only he could understand stimulated his reason and scratched his soul. After the bursts of sharp flashes, his expression gradually became as cold as ice, and his right hand slowly emerged, pointing at Tu Qingcang obliquely, He spit out two words without emotion: "Continue!"

Feeling the increasingly intense oppressive aura, Tu Qingcang took a deep breath, clenched his fists hard, eased the pain in his lower bones, and renewed his fighting spirit: "As you wish! I would like to try, half-human, half-machine How strong is the Human Sovereign?"

"Kill you, like slaughtering a dog!!" The god king's pupils condensed slightly, locked onto Tu Qing's ferocious violent rise, and struck out like a thunderbolt.

"Dreaming!!" Tu Qingcang hissed and roared, his fearless fighting intent surged, like a flood bursting a dike, like a forming storm, with unparalleled momentum and fearless killing intent, he brazenly met him.

In the blink of an eye, the aura collided, and the god king Tu Qingcang was facing Boom! !

The iron fist collided with the iron fist, and the manic force swept through.

Crazy and explosive at the same time, this time no one retreated, turned wildly amidst the dull stomping sound, and hit together again, clanging and booming, forming a whole piece! !

Tu Qingcang had already fought his way out, his already ugly face was distorted and ferocious like a ghost, his throat was roaring, his teeth were bloody, his horrified appearance and irritable aura seemed like someone who had struggled out of hell Demon general, worthy of his title of Yama of the Heavenly Gate!

The suppressed anger of the God King finally erupted, and the emperor's strength broke out unreservedly. The offensive was not so wild, but it was extremely crisp and precise. Facing Tu Qingcang's wild attack, he was basically able to intercept and resist. And launched a counterattack, inflicting varying degrees of trauma.

Back then in the dungeon torture room, many joints of his right arm and right leg were gouged out by Peng Housheng, and he suffered two months of torture and humiliation. After that... he was basically a useless person.Not to mention the strength of the emperor, even the quasi-emperor is not considered.

For the lonely him, for the soul that once stood proudly on the altar, this is a disaster, and it is even more a nightmare.accept?Face it calmly?restart? ?cannot! !It is not acceptable under any circumstances.

Can't accept reality, can't accept humiliation and anger!

So...he accepted a gift from his family...removed most of his right arm and right leg, and replaced them with prosthetic limbs made of fine steel. They are controlled by nerves and can move freely.

After more than half a year of adaptation, he successfully mastered it! !The super hardness, the ability to resist blows, and the impact force when it explodes are all unparalleled, but it makes the god king feel that his strength has improved.

Regardless of whether the method is appropriate or not, it has achieved a leap in strength after all! !

He wants revenge! !To make Tianmen pay the due price, today... starts with Tu Qingcang! !

The offensive is like the wind, dense and swift; the impact is like a flood, surging!

Stimulated by the will to fight and the pain, Tu Qingcang almost reached the state of berserk, his voice shook the sky, and the attacks shocked his eyes.Being defeated again and again, rising up again and again, resolutely!crazy!Desperate!Not only did the momentum of the attack not weaken, but it became even more frightening.

at last……

Click! !When they collided with each other again, when the iron fists clashed again, Tu Qingcang slammed the right fist of the god king abruptly, and directly knocked it back more than ten steps. The fist forged from fine steel was distorted and deformed, and the entire arm was obviously deformed. , at the part where the prosthetic limb and the real arm were released, blood oozed out of the body surface, the pain of the steel stimulating the bone made the God King's body tremble, and his face turned pale.

This punch is astonishingly powerful! !But Tu Qingcang's sacrifice was also extremely heavy, cracks appeared in the bones of the entire right arm, as if pierced by thousands of steel needles, and it was the kind of severe pain that was interspersed back and forth. Not only did this arm lose its fighting power, It also affected his consciousness.

"Good job! Tu Qingcang!!" The God King looked at his distorted right hand, his expression turned cold again.

"My goal is to cripple your disgusting arm!!" Tu Qingcang growled in a muffled voice, and rushed towards the God King again.His right arm lost feeling, his left arm was also dripping with blood, and his two arms temporarily lost their fighting power, but... he was a humanoid Tyrannosaurus rex, with fighting weapons all over his body. Without his arms, his legs were still astonishingly powerful.

Sometimes jumping, kicking rapidly, sometimes flipping, violently blasting and killing, with the rotation and tumbling of the figure, the attack point is all placed on the right arm of the king of gods.After so long of attacking and personal experiments, he basically sees through that this right arm is the God King's biggest reliance now.

"I have a good wish, but it's a pity..." The God King's eyesight was tricky, and he fixed on the dazzled afterimage.After dodging several times, he finally caught the slight loophole in Tu Qingcang's lack of physical fitness, and slid quickly, floating like a ghost.

The left hand, which had been prepared for a long time, went straight to Tu Qingcang's waist, and suddenly burst out with an inch of strength.

Tu Qingcang was in a striking posture, this palm was not too solid, but... Kacha! !The palm surface collided with the lumbar spine, and the bones and joints were dislocated accordingly, making a crisp clicking sound.

As if struck by lightning, Tu Qingcang's pupils dilated suddenly, and he lost his balance on the spot and fell down in embarrassment.

ps: Explosion! !