Alien Powers: God of War Reborn

Chapter 1391 Two Great Protectors (2)
Zhang Feng's blood boiled with excitement, and he also forgot that he and the Demon Lord were enemies and not friends, so he shouted excitedly: "This is the Demon Lord who looks down on the world!" "Boom!"It was another crushing punch, as heavy as a thousand ounces, and it shattered every muscle and bone of a masked man in white robe.In mid-air, the Mozun moved rapidly with a negligible trajectory, changed directions instantaneously, repeatedly rushed out of the encirclement of the masked man in white robes, and then turned his back on the hostess and turned his back.Every time a punch is punched, one person must die.After half an injection of incense, there were only a dozen white-robed masked men left. "Bang", Mozun's astonishing left fist was firmly received by the palms of a masked man in white robes.Mozun's fists immediately melted into knives, but who would have expected that the opponent's palms would also melt into knives at the same time.A flash of surprise flashed in Mozun's eyes, and the knife in his hand changed back to soft fingers, which popped out gracefully.The opponent's palm was like a mirror, and the knife in his hand turned back into dexterous fingers at this moment, popping out gracefully, and the posture of his hand was imitated exactly by him.While Mozun was entangled by this person, several masked men in white robes flew up from behind and attacked Mozun.The latter didn't turn his head back, and flicked the wide sleeve of his right hand backwards, like a continuous cloud covering the opponent.At the same time, he wanted to withdraw his left hand, but a strange thing happened, his left hand seemed to be stuck to the palms of the masked man in white robe opposite him, and he couldn't withdraw it. "It is the mirror image hand, one of the nine great town hall skills of the Xinggong. As long as it is in contact with the opponent's fist, it can imitate the enemy's attack spells. And it will produce a strange sticking force, making it difficult for the opponent to break free." Xu Zhuzi's eyes were shining brightly: "This person's status is much higher than others, he should be the elder of Xinggong." "Xinggong?" Zhang Feng had never heard of such a force existing in the world.It seems that this Xinggong spent a lot of money in besieging the demon king this time, and even the elders of Xinggong were dispatched.Just about to ask Xu Zhuzi about the origin of the star palace, Mozun spoke at this moment. "Well, it turns out to be a rare mirror image hand." Mozun stared at Elder Xinggong's hands with great interest, changing more than a dozen spells with his left hand, and the other party also changed spells in the same way, firmly controlling it. Holding Mozun's left hand, he can only rely on his right hand to deal with the endless attacks from behind. With a sound of "呲啦", the demon king's wide sleeves were torn apart.Behind him, the arm of a masked man in white robe turned into a swarm of wriggling termites, biting through his sleeve and trying to crawl towards Mozun's hand.Right now, the Demon Lord moves in an erratic direction, and the opponent is often killed before he can use his unique skills.Now that he is entangled by the mirror image hand, these white-robed masked men finally got a chance to show their strengths.The light blue pure green furnace fire flashed "puffly", and the termite colony was wiped out.The flames of the pure green furnace surged, rolling towards several masked men in white robes.One of the thin white-robed man calmly inserted his empty hand into the pure green furnace.The flames turned from blue to blue, from blue to purple, from purple to red, and finally turned into a ball of ordinary flames, which were easily extinguished.Another white-robed masked man rushed up like a whirlwind, ignoring the backward kick of the Mozun. "Puchi", blood spattered, Mozun kicked deeply into the opponent's lower abdomen, but his face changed slightly.The blood spouted from the lower abdomen of this white-robed masked man turned out to be pure white, paler than snow.White blood splattered on Mozun's left foot, and like a strange living thing, it quickly penetrated into the muscles.The pure green fire burst out from the Demon King's feet, but was caught by the thin white-robed masked man with his bare hands, and turned it into an ordinary fire ball again.

(End of this chapter)