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Chapter 1224 Lightning Speed ​​Punch!

In an instant, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and a dazzling golden light suddenly leaped out from Mishra's palm, like the first ray of light of the rising sun, instantly illuminating the dark space around it.

This golden light was not soft, but had an indescribable sharpness and fieryness, as if it could cut through the void and penetrate people's hearts.

Mishra's five fingers were slightly opened, as if she was holding the secrets of the universe. Countless gorgeous beams of light, as if drawn by an invisible force, bloomed from her fingertips, interweaving into an extremely gorgeous painting of light.

These light beams are not static; they dance in the air, interweaving with each other to form an impenetrable web of light.

Each thin line flashes with a heart-pounding light. They are not just forms of light, but also contain terrifying power that can shake the heavens and the earth.

This power was so strong that even the strong ones standing far away and watching could not help but feel their scalps tingling, as if they would be instantly turned into dust if touched by these rays.

Billions of golden lights poured out at this moment, like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable.

These lights are not only the embodiment of fist wind, but also the ultimate display of Mishra's speed and strength.

Every punch thrown was accompanied by a slight tremor in space, as if even time was distorted by this force.

Thousands of brilliant lights pressed down like an overwhelming force, enveloping everything around. At this moment, those originally arrogant and domineering demons seemed to be swallowed up by the endless darkness and lost all the power to resist.

Lightning speed punch!

In one second, or even shorter, she can throw hundreds of millions of punches. Each punch is an ultimate pursuit of strength and speed, a display of the speed of light, and a miracle that transcends human limits.

In these endless fist shadows, each punch is enough to destroy a mountain, and each strike is enough to dim the stars.

In the sky, those golden fist shadows fell like a meteor shower. They intertwined and overlapped in the air, forming a series of brilliant light curtains, illuminating the entire battlefield like daylight.

Wherever these fist shadows passed, the mountains and forests were ruthlessly cut into pieces. The huge trees were like fragile straws, being easily broken and turned into sawdust all over the sky.

Smoke and dust rose up, covering the sky and the sun. It seemed that even the sky was shocked by this unprecedented force and began to tremble. The clouds were torn into pieces, revealing a mottled sky.

In this chaos, the demons were like fallen leaves blown away by the wind, struggling in the torrent of power without any resistance.

Under the bombardment of the light speed fist, their bodies were no longer the terrifying existences that frightened countless creatures, but quickly disintegrated and turned into nothingness, as if they had never existed.

Those demons of karma, with their power and cruelty, made countless lives tremble. Their names were engraved in the annals of fear and became nightmares of countless nights.

However, at this moment, they are as small as dust. In the face of this irresistible force, all the hideousness and brutality are completely wiped out, leaving only the faint smell of blood in the air and the gradually dissipating fear and despair.

Especially the 500,000-level demon that is a kilometer tall and several thousand meters long. It is the most powerful existence on this land. It has used its power to do whatever it wants and no one can defeat it.

However, at this moment, it could not escape this devastating blow.

Under the continuous bombardment of billions of light-speed punches, its body seemed like a huge piece of glass. Each punch was like a heavy hammer falling, making a dull and heart-pounding sound that echoed between heaven and earth.

Those fist shadows were as dense as a meteor shower, and each punch carried enough power to destroy mountains and rivers. Under this continuous attack, the huge demon's body was covered with tiny cracks, which spread rapidly, covering the whole body like a spider web. Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding air red. The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, which made people sick.

Its bones and muscles broke under the tremendous impact, and it let out a shrill scream. The sound was like the wailing from hell, which was creepy.

However, the sound was soon drowned out by the roaring fist wind. In the end, the once invincible demon completely collapsed under the bombardment of countless fist shadows and turned into nothingness, leaving only a deep hole, like a scar on the earth, witnessing the cruelty and tragedy of the battle.

As the demon of karma disappeared, the ground began to shake violently, as if the earth was venting its anger, or mourning for the innocent victims.

Beneath the earth's crust, powerful forces are surging, as if something is about to break out of the ground.

A huge bulge slowly rose on the horizon, accompanied by a rumbling sound. The sound was like the roar of an ancient beast, shocking people.

Then, like an angry giant dragon, fiery red magma gushed out from the cracks in the earth's crust and rushed straight into the sky. The high temperature of the magma distorted the surrounding air and made a hissing sound.

The light of the magma and the golden fist shadow that had not yet dissipated in the sky complemented each other, forming a picture that was both spectacular and terrifying, as if it was the ultimate showdown between nature and human power.

Amidst this chaos and destruction, Chang Wei ended his control over Mishra.

Mishra regained control of her body. She opened her eyes wide and stared in shock at the scene of mountains collapsing and the sky collapsing before her. Her heart was filled with unspeakable shock and fear.

Her own strength could actually do such a thing? She couldn't believe her eyes.

From Chang Wei's possession, Mishra learned how to use the power of mantra to deliver a lightning-speed punch.

The power of mantra itself is a power that is not much inferior to the Saints' microcosm, and is even more powerful in some aspects.

It contains mysterious and ancient wisdom and power, and can inspire the potential deep within human beings.

Chang Wei used the power of mantra to replicate the Saint Seiya's light speed punch and found it to be surprisingly suitable.

The perfect combination of the power of mantra and light speed fist not only greatly enhances the power of boxing, but also can bring out the power of mantra.

Driven by this force, even those seemingly invincible demons are as fragile as paper.

Of course, this is from the perspective of Mishra's power.

"Teacher...can you tell me next time you enter my body?"

After Mishra recovered from the shock of the Lightning Speed ​​Punch, she complained to Chang Wei with the shyness and dissatisfaction of a young girl.

Her voice trembled slightly, both because of the fear and shock she had just felt, and because Chang Wei's sudden possession of her body made her feel a little uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)