4212--Andrew Demonic Repression(2/2)
Fifty punches!
...
Ninety-nine punches!!
When the ninety-ninth punch hit Ye Wuque firmly, the entire void within a hundred miles suddenly collapsed, the black hole in the space exploded, and the terrifying counterattack force penetrated the entire Coronation Holy Land!!
Ye Wuque was rolling in the void as if dead!
The four bloody storms merged into one again, rushing above Ye Wuque like bloody lightning, and Zhongshan's figure was finally revealed!
The fingers of his hands were clasped together and now they were raised high above his head, forming a huge fist hammer!
The cold, iron-blooded eyes behind the mask were filled with an extremely cruel light at this moment!
The fist hammer suddenly fell!!
It hit Ye Wuque's chest in one fell swoop!
Click!!
The hundredth punch!!
Like a falling meteor, Ye Wuque slammed into a corner of the altar, erupting with an earth-shaking roar. It exploded directly, with gravel flying and dust and smoke filling the air, as if the end of the world was coming!
Above the void, the monster-like body of Rebirth slowly fell towards the altar.
You can hear a pin drop in the entire Coronation Holy Land!
Everyone's faces were filled with endless shock and disbelief, and their eyes were dull!
Is this the end of the domineering and invincible Ye Wuque?
The devil's mountain!
A hundred punches will destroy Ye Wuque?
It is simply a demonic suppression!!
Zhongshan, who landed lightly, looked at the flying dust in the distance, his cold eyes under the mask filled with endless cruelty and ferocity.
"Disabled for three years?"
"That would be too cheap for you!"
"In thirty years, you will become a good-for-nothing!"
Chapter completed!