Female president's private killer

The moment the fist appeared, the light fog in the hall was forcibly scattered into small particles by the fist wind, which could no longer hinder the sight.

The length and width had no time to think, because the fist bigger than the sea bowl came to him almost without stopping after shaking the fog.

In his sight, the fist grew countless times.

Because the speed of this punch was too fast, the wind in the hall had no time to drum and swing, and was compressed and pasted to the four corners of the hall, so all the voices disappeared and there was a dead silence.

This is killing, absolute killing relying on super strength!

In the face of such a fist that can expel the air and seems to be faster than the sound, the length and width only have time to make an action.

Back off.

It is more difficult to retreat than to advance.

The roar generated by the strong death threat is still brewing in the chest and abdomen. It trembles stimulated by the shadow of death. The skin has not had time to support its hair and fly back long and wide.

The fist followed.

The long and wide eyes are suddenly bright, close the abdomen, exhale and collapse the chest, and the feet fly back alternately like lightning.

Fist close, close!

The mountain like terrorist force stabbed the pain in his chest, tearing his body like a devil, and the fear of death stabbed his mind, but his long and wide eyes were still calm and focused. In the process of pushing back, he kept trying to adjust his posture, and even cleverly used the three old men in red robes who had just stood up because of surprise as a cover and meat shield.

The fist didn't stop at all. Even for a moment, the body of an old man in red fell out, and blood gushed out of his mouth like a waterfall.

But even so, it didn't stop the fist, even for a short moment.

Another old man was shot off.

Move on with your fist.

Follow him as cold and strong as the Pluto of hell.

At last, the old man finally had time to give a cry, but the fist didn't hesitate and went straight over.

The air is broken, and so is the old man.

This is a perfect fist with no emotion and no return. You can't resist it. This fist has been integrated with the most absolute determination. It is a certain attitude of the fist maker towards the world.

On the road that the fist must pass through, no one or anything can stop it.

The fist's fist intention was always fixed on Chang Kuan's body. Only occasionally passing by three old men did not release their real power. However, it was like a flood passing through a small mountain village.

Chang Kuan looked at the approaching fist, his eyes were calm and focused, and the shadow of death was close in his eyes, because the fist was close in front of him. Countless life and death experiences told him that the more dangerous it was, the more he needed to be calm.

Many times it was because of this calm that he succeeded in avoiding death.

I hope so today.

From the beginning of punching to Chang Kuan's eyes, the man in black only punched.

Such a fist can't be stopped at all, and no one can stop it.

No one can.

However, when the fist was about to touch the length and width, it stopped. Such a decisive and perfect punch stopped in front of Chang Kuan.

This transition between pole movement and pole static is not so easy to achieve.

No one in the world can stop this fist except to hit the target.

The black robed man's terrible punch really hit a target. The target should be length and width, but it should have been indomitable. It turned into the length and width of a small black spot in the air like a boat thrown by a tornado, but he stood still and didn't move.

The air flow between the two made a dull sound like a violent explosion in an instant. The sound was like thunder and spread to the nine days. The lingering rhyme seemed to echo.

"What is this...?" The black robed man frowned, slowly took back his fist, looked at the light white mask in front of him, and didn't choose to continue.

"Don't fight now?" Chang Kuan touched his nose and stood up straight with some regret: "this is called absolute defense. It's a thing from the Shangjing monk auction. Although it's expensive, it's worth it. Even if it's a nuclear explosion, I can carry it."

"Nice gadget." The black robed man nodded, "but you shouldn't have much of this."

Chang Kuan hehe smiled: "you can still use it many times. Unlike you who absorbed all the power of Zhao overbearing, you can only hit such a punch."

The black robed man nodded slightly: "you know a lot. But when you get here, you are doomed to die. "

Chang Kuan was stunned: "what do you mean?"

The black robed man didn't answer, but his body suddenly expanded in an instant, and his black robes burst, revealing a blue and white mask on his face and a body-building muscle. His whole body was occupied by a strange cyan pattern. The cyan pattern was exquisite, the thread was very thin, complex and exquisite, just like a blooming blue and white flower.

The complex and fine cyan patterns continuously spread around the black robed man's body, and bright pink roses grew out of these cyan patterns in an instant.

"Off!"

With the black robed man's loud drink!

"Dangdang, Dang, Dang" there was an endless sound of heavy impact. At this moment, countless thick metal door plates suddenly fell on the doors and windows of the whole hall, blocking the whole hall tightly!

There was only a moment of darkness.

After the main hall was sealed, it suddenly sprayed a faint light from the ceiling, walls and even the ground, illuminating everything in the hall.

Chang Kuan was surprised to see that his hands and exposed skin were slowly changing, but for a moment, he showed his original appearance.

This "length and width" is certainly not the real length and width.

Of course, this "length and width" is the way of heaven.

"What a nice gadget." The green light on the black robed man seemed to want to fight, but somehow he suddenly stopped: "this closed hall can block the ability of all monks, but the ability already possessed by his own body can be used, so your little tricks will no longer be effective. You can't use Taoist power. Without your strong blood cultivation power, you can't be my opponent... "He paused:" I should have started to take all your blood now, but I don't know why, I suddenly want to talk to you. "

Duan Tiandao smiled bitterly: "I don't mind at all."

"Tell me, how did you appear here?"

"You see." Duan Tiandao looked around. He didn't know what kind of metal door panels were made on the doors and windows. It was obvious that they could not be destroyed by external forces. He had to take a breath: "I copied the memory of a mage in the scuffle, got your fixed-point return coordinates, and I transmitted them to the transmission point below the hall through the coordinates." Duan Tiandao spread his hand.

"The secret of heaven has become you, and you have become long and wide..." the black robed man said slowly: "I can't see the deformation. How did you do it?"

"You're going to die today anyway. It's nothing to tell you. " Duan Tiandao wiped his nose: "Tianji has two female secretaries. Lin Han is an artificial intelligence, and the other Muling is a natural spiritual variant."

"Spirit variant?" The black robed man was slightly stunned: "can you completely turn one person into another person's spiritual variant? This is a legendary person. How can it appear? Besides... How could I not know? Muling is not only good at making tea... "

"This is the first time Muling has used her ability in 50 years. Who will know in advance? Even I just knew. " Duan Tiandao smiled bitterly. He felt that the chess pieces and backhands buried by Tianji were too deep to dig like that.

The black robed man was silent for a long time and seemed to sigh: "that is to say, the length and width are also your people, otherwise you can't not trigger the alarm."

"Smart." Duan Tiandao bared his teeth.

"How did you notice me?" The man in black raised his head and his eyes were burning behind the mask: "before Chang Kuan came in, I never faced you face to face. I borrowed other people's hands. He was arranged by you. You must have known me. "

"That's because you're too confident in your means of controlling people's hearts." Duan Tiandao said lightly, "you think Yan Haiqing will betray me for her own interests, but you can't imagine that she turned around and told me everything."

Now it's the black man's turn to smile bitterly: "women are the most difficult creatures in the world to measure by reason. It's really my carelessness."

"Love is unreasonable."

Black robed man: "

"What is the light of demand just now?" Duan Tiandao was still terrified when he thought of it.

The black robed man glanced at the round platform in the hall, smiled and didn't directly answer the question: "all monks know the decisive battle place of the temple, but no one knows where the temple is."

Duan Tiandao smiled bitterly: "the damn temple is here."

"As early as hundreds of years ago, some monks had found a way to enter the finger marks of the divine hand. They built a temple, deciphered the divine language here, and even studied some strange things here, including the light just now." The black robed man spread his hand: "the light of asking can directly deprive the most valuable things from the designated monk's body and directly take them back here, but it has no effect on the non designated people. It's a pity that it takes a lot of energy to start this light of demand... "

"The energy of the monk?" Duan Tiandao was stunned and faintly caught a light.

"What they need is not only energy, but also their lives." When the black robed man said this, there was no expression on his face: "so obviously, there are return coordinates, and I won't tell everyone. Only the more people die, the faster the light starts. The mage's monk does not belong to the abandoned queue, so he knows the coordinates. "

"It's hard to imagine." Duan Tiandao touched his chin wildly: "there are so many fools willing to die for you."

"They're not for me." The black robed man youyou said: "they are for themselves. The more powerful people are, the more they hope to live a long life and live the same life as the sky. Not to mention, you are that hope."

"I'm not a Tang monk. I'll finish eating meat alone." Duan Tiandao said he was very depressed: "even if you take my blood, you will only benefit from it. What does it have to do with them?"