Fang Jing took the initiative to step forward, intending to stop the monster.

Swish!

Several clay puppet-like arms grabbed towards his face.

call out!

Bigger than these hands, a fist that suddenly swelled directly blasted out.

Bang!

The yellow wrist was cracked and cracked.

Next, Fang Jing's face remained unchanged, but his movements continued to speed up, punch after punch, and collided fiercely with the multiple arms of the clay puppet monster in the air.

Every time they fought each other, the arms made of clay puppets were covered with cracks one after another.

You guys are weaker than you think!

The thought of testing flashed by.

Roar! !

He suddenly let out a deafening roar, and threw up his hands like a wild animal.

At this moment, there was no prelude to any preparations, and the three rushing skills of "water volume", "tide tide" and "stacking waves" were perfectly combined by him, and these three layers of offensive were pushed out like superimposed waves His final technique showed a completely explosive state at this second.

"Rushing Hundred Strikes!"

All of a sudden, afterimages centered on his hands, they turned into the power of hundreds of fists, and each blow sent out a burst of force. Such a dense attack is like a fierce wave. It was as if Fang Jing grew seven or eight arms all of a sudden, and smashed at the clay puppet monster at the same time.

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh! !

The striking power is like a hurricane, covering every inch of the enemy's body surface layer by layer. This is the offensive strategy of "Rushing Hundred Strikes". Both fists and palms contain a subtle shock force.

This slight shock is not strong, even if it hits a person, there is no big reaction.

However, "Torrent·Hundred Strikes" did not have one blow, but hundreds of attacks in an instant, and this kind of subtle shocks would accumulate little by little.

Hundreds of fist shadows fell like raindrops, and the multiple arms of the clay monster collapsed instantly, exploding as if broken.

"efficient!"

Fang Jing roared further, hitting straight with all his strength.

Boom!

After a series of fierce attacks, the upper body of the clay puppet monster seemed to be crushed, but at this moment, the shattered mud on the ground was also sucked up by an invisible force and returned to its body again.

"It's assembled again."

Fang Jing was also a little stunned. He didn't expect the other party to do such a thing. He just wanted to get away and leave, but at some point, his ankle was grabbed by a yellow palm.

when?

This guy has a hand growing out of his foot!

click!

This palm was so powerful that he couldn't break free for a while.

puff!

There was a gunshot in the distance, and Kotaro Norikai raised his gun and fired continuously. His marksmanship was not very accurate, and he wasted a few bullets. After approaching, he finally shattered the yellow palm that was holding his ankle.

Fang Jing finally managed to break free, and he fired a few more shots, piercing the monster's flank.

At the same time, Fang Jing also noticed a corner of the bronze mirror appeared on the monster's broken flank. He shrank, rushed to the monster and stretched out his hand to grab it with all his strength, and pulled out the mud-stained surface of the bronze mirror.

Kotaro Torikai arrived just in time. He took out the cleaning agent and dry cleaning solution from the gago building, poured them all on the monster while rushing up, and then lit it with the lighter he carried with him.

The flammable deep agent quickly generates flames, burning the monster's body.

Youqi Niaohai also took this opportunity to drip his own blood on the bronze mirror, destroying the mirrored space.

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After Fang Jing and the others completed the last step in Niaohai Youqi, their consciousness completely dimmed.

When they woke up collectively, they found that all five of them were staying in the cage.

Apart from them, there was no one in the hall.

The time went back to [-]:[-].

The clocks and watches returned to their original state, but their mobile phones and watches showed that they had stayed in the mirrored space for seventeen hours.

Later, Kotaro Torikai contacted the police, and the police car arrived at the Kamekan and searched the entire building, but everyone else disappeared as if they had evaporated.

"People who died in the mirror world will never come back."

Arisu Chokai sighed, hugged Saeki Zhie and comforted him softly.

"The only lucky thing is that we all survived."

The police were also dumbfounded, and they were helpless about such a situation.

They did not let everyone go, saying that they would continue to assist them in their investigation.

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