The Dark Country of End Times Rebirth

Chapter 641
Fist strength hit the Judgment Spear, and then there was a sound of crackling and cracking. I saw that the sacred Judgment Spear was directly blown away by the fist strength. The strongest power of faith is no match for the purest violence.

"It's impossible!" The white-faced man exclaimed at the scene in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Kun teleported directly to the white-faced man, and then punched out, hitting the white-faced man's silver armor.

"boom."

There was a huge roar, and the white-faced man screamed, and was sent flying like a cannonball.

After that, Bai Kun kept teleporting, teleporting to the place where the white-faced man would fly, and constantly punching, knocking the white-faced man flying around in this dark hell.

Bai Kun kept punching, and each punch was like a meteor explosion, completely hitting the white-faced man's silver armor.

"It's useless. This set of armor is cast by the faith of the most loyal believers. You can't break it. You don't want to hurt my body. As long as this set of armor is still there, you can't hurt me at all. I want to see how long you can hold on." The white-faced man hiding in the silver light armor said with difficulty.

In fact, the real situation is not as optimistic as he said. Although his silver light armor is forged with the power of the most devout faith, it has unparalleled sturdiness, even the general treasure of the young emperor can be compared with it .

However, Bai Kun's current physical body is not weaker than the general treasure of the young emperor. The two are essentially the same. Now Bai Kun keeps bombarding it, just like a hammer hitting a block of iron.

But the body of the white-faced man is not. Even though most of the power of such a high-intensity and high-intensity attack is absorbed and resisted by this set of silver light armor, part of the concussion force still acts on the white-faced man.

Compared with Bai Kun's punches, the intensity is indeed not high, but it is also equivalent to the punch power of the peak of the gods and demons, constantly hitting the white-faced man, although it is under the protection of the power of faith, But it still made him feel nauseous and retching.

Compared with the little pain in the body, what really made him feel uncomfortable was that his self-esteem was stripped off by Bai Kun. He is a god, a god who was born with this world. It's like a dead dog, beaten like this.

No!No!No!

But now this mortal dared to suppress him and hit him, every punch he hit now was like a slap in the face, making a crackling sound.

But before he had an attack, something even more shocking happened.

Accompanied by bursts of roaring sounds of fists hitting the armor, there was a sound and a small sound, but hearing the white-faced man's ears was like a magic sound.

As he bent his head with difficulty and looked at the place on the silver light armor that was continuously bombarded by Bai Kun, there were traces of cracks, and with the bombardment, the traces of cracks continued to spread.

"How is this possible? This is the most pious belief. How could it be broken like this? It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be." The white-faced man looked crazy.

Suddenly, Bai Kun grabbed the wings on his back, and then began to spin on the spot, and the speed became faster and faster, drawing in the negative emotions like black mist around him, and a tornado rose on the spot.

Hiss, with the sound of tearing, the white-faced man suddenly let out a painful snort, and a piercing pain instantly occupied his entire brain.

After that, the whole person was thrown out from the tornado, his back was bare and dripping with blood.

As the white-faced man was thrown out, the tornado disappeared immediately, revealing Bai Kun standing out of nowhere inside, holding six pure white wings in his hands, white liquid dripping from the base of the wings, presumably their blood.

"It hurts me too, damn it, damn it." The wings on his back were torn off, causing the white-faced man's entire face to contort in pain. He looked at Bai Kun with red eyes, wishing he could swallow him in one fell swoop.

"The last punch, let me die first." Bai Kun suddenly said condescendingly, and then his momentum began to rise.

"Show your sharpness."

Bai Kun punched suddenly, and the phantoms of Wu Clan teenagers emerged, each of them was like a newborn sun, shining brightly, this is the hope of the Wu Clan, this is the seed of the Wu Clan, every child of the Wu Clan is a Qianlong, who has high hopes.

They are born to stand upright and open up territories for the survival of the ethnic group. They are brave, full of hope, and fighting spirit. They are the sharpest swords.

The punch was as strong as a dragon, and he hit the white-faced man in one fell swoop. The black mist around him was instantly blown away, like a shell being fired, and the black mist that was blown away was like snow that had encountered sunlight, melting away. Come.

The white-faced man also opened his eyes wide at this time, he couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes, even his own power of faith could only push back the black mist formed by these negative emotions, but this punch was just overflowing. The fist energy has already partially dispelled the black mist.

How did he know that Bai Kun's boxing is not just boxing, his boxing carries his spirit, the spirit of the witch clan, positive and upward, and is the nemesis of all negative emotions. As long as there is a mentality that dares to face the sun, Any negative emotion can be overcome.

The fist light hit the white-faced man in an instant. The fist light was thick, like a golden passage, covering the white-faced man completely. Then, the silver light armor that the white-faced man trusted only lasted for a few breaths before being completely bombarded. Broken.

"Ah!!!!", the white-faced man let out a scream, and his flesh and blood were instantly taken away by the force of his fist, followed by the skeleton until it was all turned into fly ash.

Afterwards, Bai Kun's punches kept going forward, hitting the "wall" of this separated space in an instant.

Afterwards, the "wall" of this space was pierced instantly, opening a channel to connect with the outside world.

Suddenly, the black mist formed by these negative emotions rushed towards the broken hole like flies smelling blood.

In just a few breaths, the thick black mist that was originally inside the cage here instantly thinned out, leaving only a few wisps still wandering here.

Bai Kun didn't show the slightest expression, as if he just casually killed a lunatic who claimed to be a god, without the slightest complacency, but followed him out of the prison.

It was really not difficult for Bai Kun to kill the white-faced man. Leaving aside the power gap between the two, Bai Kun had already beaten the white-faced man by dozens of blocks just by relying on his combat experience.

Bai Kun was killed all the way up from the bottom, like a first-level soldier, all the way to the rank of marshal. He has so much combat experience, and the white-faced man is destined to be the supreme in this world since he was born, and he doesn't need to fight at all. , there will be countless people worshiping it.

Even if there is a battle, there is no need to use any fighting skills. Under the blessing of this world, people are always overwhelmed by force. When they need to master fighting skills, but once they meet Bai Kun, this weakness will be multiplied was released.

In terms of power, he who can dispatch the power of a world is not inferior to Bai Kun, but he can't fully control this power at all, just like a child with a gun, it's a waste.

It's not as much a threat to Bai Kun as a person who has experienced many battles but lacks strength.

Bai Kun stepped out of this hell space and reappeared above the heaven, watching the black mist that was constantly circling at this time rushing towards one place, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It was there."

(End of this chapter)