From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 212
Bang bang!

Bang bang!

Two inhuman muscular monsters, fearless of pain, tirelessly standing on the spot and fighting frantically,
If you punch me, I'll kick you back!
The fierce and passionate battle with punches to the flesh and blood, really made Leng Kong feel like his whole body was burning crazily!

The blood boils endlessly, the body temperature rises sharply, and a large amount of heat seeps out from the pores. Even if the perfect muscle groups are twisted into twists, they are still full of powerful beauty. Out of the evil spirits!

Bang bang!

The solid muscle layer was blasted in a large area, Oliba finally punched Leng Kong's jaw, and was cut by Leng Kong's violent burst on the thigh, and his figure suddenly became skewed.

"A little more. Give me a little more passion!"

Leng Kong's ghost eyes burst into red light, roaring and at the same time hit Oliba's upper jaw with his fist, directly straightening his crooked figure,
"war!"

Oliba was braving all over his body, but under the terrifying pressure of the cold air, his fighting spirit was already crazy. He clenched his teeth and opened his eyes violently. In addition, he ignored the defense and fought to the death. While his body was under attack, his big hands did not forget to move. Leng Kong glanced sideways,
laugh!
The strong fingertips cut the corner of Leng Kong's mouth, bringing out a large string of blood beads,
"Almost. Almost, I can reach a pleasurable orgasm!"

The mouth was filled with blood and the fishy smell, the fierceness of the irritating cold air increased sharply, the black eyes and white pupils glowed red, and the palm of the hand was like a knife, stabbing a bloody hole in Oliba's body,

True hand: magic gun! (hand knife)

Boiling blood, surging fighting spirit, burning passion, violent hostility, soaring adrenal hormones, and the brain is also crazily secreting a variety of exciting hormones,
All this makes the cold air so refreshing!

The long-lost "sense of life" made him feel as if he had returned to the arena of death!
No. It's more than that!

Because Oliba's rock-solid developed muscles and unparalleled strength are far superior to boxing fighters, the cold air fights are more enjoyable and exciting than before!

The extreme pleasure of spirit and the extreme pleasure of physical eruption are superimposed together, and the excitement has reached the climax!

"This can't beat me!"

Oliba's teeth had already been bitten and bled by himself, but his fists were still strong and pounded into the cold air,

Zheng!
The fist hit the Ultimate King Kong body, and there was a metallic sound,

laugh!
Then a bloody hole was pulled out of the waist by the Lengkong real magic gun,
"Strength!"

"Let my blood burn a little longer, let me enjoy it a little longer!

Leng Kong roared excitedly, pulled out his magic gun, protruded his elbow and formed a deep dark red depression on its upper rib,
"Ah."

Oliba roared angrily,
I don't know if it's the adrenal hormones soaring, or his resistance to pain is too high, the body is hit continuously, as if he can't feel the pain at all. Tian Ling Gai,

"If your technique is better, I will be more happy! Ahaha"

Leng Kong's big mouth was pulled to the limit on both sides, and the corner of the mouth that was already scratched was torn apart a few inches, making the ferocious smile even more terrifying.
Oliba's techniques are too simple, and they are all brute force oppressive moves. There are only a few attack routines in the area, so don't be too simple to see through.

After three years of painstaking training, Leng Kong has forged the four majors of the Erhuliu, the pre-reading first, the extreme control of the distance in the floating cloud fairy technique, and other boxing and wishing fighting skills into physical instinct.

Even against Oliba, who can only fight with pure muscle, he suffers a lot.

Oliba himself is very aware of this, but there is no way, Leng Kong's physique is also a monster level, and his skills are not as good as others, so he can't beat him with other styles of play, so he can only fight hard!
"The speed is not as fast as mine, and you dare to make such a large movement?"

Eyes caught sight of Oliba's giant arms raised high, Leng Kong grinned, his left hand stabbed upwards with a knife,
laugh!
Blood blossomed, and half of the palm was inserted into the muscle layer of Oliba's forearm,

"drink!"

Oliba let out a roar, his eye sockets were cracked, and his left hand, which was also raised high, fell at a high speed with a huge wind sound, calling directly into Leng Kong's ear,

"Say it, you are too slow!"

Leng Kong's black hair danced wildly, and the magic gun came out again, half of his forearm was pierced again, a lot of blood dripped down Leng Kong's forearm and along the elbow,

"Ho ho. Poof!"

With both hands held back by Leng Kong, Oliba was not surprised but happy, and opened his mouth to squirt a large amount of blood on Leng Kong's face,
Combat Technique: Cover eyes with blood!

At the same time, the head is tilted back to accumulate energy, ready to use a powerful head hammer.

This was his tactic, using self-mutilation to restrain Leng Kong's hands. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for him to release the head hammer for a real head-on confrontation.

Otherwise, he really has no hope of winning.

Because his technique is not as good as that of a human being, he often resisted several times before he could return a blow, but in the end he was blocked by the four large bursting muscles of the cold air fusion,
If you continue like this, you're doomed, it's better to go straight to the head!

Head hammer?

The face was sprayed head-on with a big splash of blood, and the field of vision was instantly blood-red, but Leng Kong didn't even blink his eyelids, and the terrifying ghost eyes even gleamed terrifyingly under the scarlet blood, and a ferocious laugh broke out. Extreme recoil.

Headbutt yourself?

Don't you know that the hardest part of your body is the skull?Jie Jie
Boom!
There was a huge explosion like thunder, and a large number of white air waves exploded at the collision point of the head.

As much as the superimposed power of Leng Kong and Oliba, the power of the collision will be as great.

At the moment of the collision, the brain tissue shook violently under the force of the terrifying shock, and Leng Kong fell into a trance with a slamming sound, and at the same time blood overflowed from the seven orifices.
But Oliba was worse than him, because Leng Kong heard the sound of his skull cracking before he was in a trance, and the blood didn't overflow, but burst out from the seven orifices, and his appearance was really miserable to the extreme.

Although the brain is still in a trance state, the fighting instinct of hundreds of deaths makes Leng Kongqi continue to fight continuously,
Both hands quickly pulled out from Oliba's forearm, and then stabbed straight at his chest and abdomen,

laugh!
laugh!
Two piercing sounds erupted in succession, blood splashed,
At the same time, because Oliba was in a dizzy state, the muscles could not be tensed, and this time the penetration was particularly deep.

Leng Kong's right hand pierced from the center of his chest, his fingertips pierced the flesh and almost reached his cervical spine, his left hand went deep into his abdomen, and his intestines were cut into several sections.

If it weren't for the resistance exerted by the thumb, Leng Kong believed that these two magic guns could penetrate Oliba's body,

"vomit poof"

But the terrifying crisis of dying also instantly pulled Oliba's consciousness out of dizziness, but Leng Kong didn't give him the slightest chance to react,
The magic gun was pulled out, and the left hand was held on his chin, and the right hand was raised to strike three times in a row between the eyebrows, the middle of the man, and the chin like lightning.

Cong Yun San Lian!

"who am I?"

"This is where?"

"What am I doing?"

Oliba, who had just forcibly recovered from the dizziness, fell into a trance again after another violent shock in the head, and three philosophical questions flashed in his mind.

(End of this chapter)