Apocalypse Awakening

Chapter 385 Fighting the Corpse King Alone
Before the sound came, the eight-armed corpse king raised his hand and slapped Yin Tian flying away.

With just a casual slap, Yin Tianzong's right arm immediately lost consciousness and his bones were shattered.

"Aw!" Then, the eight-armed corpse king rushed towards Pang Xiaobo with a punch.

"when!"

At this time, a set of black gold battle armor appeared, protecting Pang Xiaobo's whole body.

The fist of the eight-armed rotting corpse king collided with the energy armor, and the black gold armor suddenly sank. Pang Xiaobo didn't even groan, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball.

"Fatty!" Ning Qiu's face was ugly. Although Pang Xiaobo had the corpse king's black gold armor, it was still extremely difficult to block the eight-armed corpse king's punch.

"Supercharge battle suit!"

Silver light emerged, and the mecha covered the whole body.

Ning Qiu stepped forward with his right foot, and his body was ejected suddenly.

The hideous face of the eight-armed corpse king froze for a moment, he turned around and raised his arms, just blocking Ning Qiu's punch from behind.

With the four-line superhuman abilities and the high-level superhuman system, Ning Qiu's strength is not ordinary.

What's more, he uses his right hand, which can penetrate even alloy steel.

"Aw!" The eight-armed corpse king fell down and took five steps back, his eyes became vigilant.

The other three teams had already rushed over, but they didn't dare to act rashly and could only watch from afar.

Everyone was shocked. Of course they knew that Ning Qiu was very strong, but they never expected to be so strong.

Fisting against the corpse king and repelling the corpse king is simply unbelievable!

Tang Fenglin felt a chill in his neck, and looked at the man in front of him in astonishment. It turned out that when Ning Qiu fought him, it was just a joke.

He has always felt that the gap between himself and him should not be far away. In the past few months, he has worked hard to practice, hoping to shorten this gap.

But it wasn't until this time that they realized that the gap between them was not just a star and a half, but like a natural moat, which could never be crossed.

"Come on, let me experience the strength of the corpse king." Ning Qiu shouted, with awe-inspiring momentum, like a god of war.

The eight-armed corpse king seemed to understand what he said, and an ugly and fierce expression appeared on his face, as if he was sneering.

Before the fourth line reached the advanced level, his strength was infinitely close to that of a half-step holy soul powerhouse.

Now that the four elements have reached the advanced level, plus Lena's right arm and Angela's eyes, Ning Qiu feels that he is not incapable of fighting against the corpse king.

Although the odds of winning are very slim, it is absolutely impossible for this corpse king to kill him.

Everyone stayed away, watching Ning Qiu and the corpse king stand facing each other, as if in a dream.

In their understanding, only those with strong holy souls can fight against the corpse king alone, but they didn't expect that Ning Qiu could do the same.

"Before he knew it, he was already so strong." Ning Mujun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

If Ning Mujun had a feeling of jealousy towards him before, then this feeling has now become awe.

Because the difference in strength is too great, he is no longer qualified to be jealous.

Ning Qiu raised his hand and shot a soul string, took the Black Blood Spider Gun from the ground, and held it in his hand.

"Aw!" Ang Tian, ​​the eight-armed rotting corpse king, screamed. Immediately afterwards, the muscles on his body were trembling, with distinct lines, becoming more and more solid, like a block of iron.

Ning Qiu yelled, swung the spear with one hand, and stabbed at the eight-armed corpse king's chest.

However, when the spear head pierced the eight-armed corpse king's chest, it didn't penetrate.

Ning Qiu was astonished, it felt like he had been stabbed in a steel plate... No, not even a steel plate could stop his shot.

The eight-armed corpse king is the best among all kinds of corpse kings, and his fighting power is extremely brave.

It raised both hands, grabbed the Black Blood Spider Spear, and then pulled it vigorously, directly snatching the spear from Ning Qiu's hand.

Immediately afterwards, the eight-armed corpse king raised his right knee and broke the spear abruptly.

"Damn!" Ning Qiu cursed in his heart, thinking that this power is a bit exaggerated, right?

Ning Qiu raised his hands, and a white light appeared in his palms, but he found that the eight-armed corpse king had come to him, grabbed him, and threw him back and forth like sandbags.

Ning Qiu couldn't count how many times he had been in close contact with the ground, but he felt dizzy anyway.

Afterwards, his arms and feet were tightly held by the eight-armed corpse king.

"Aw!" roared angrily.

Ning Qiu felt pain in his limbs, and his hands and feet felt like they were about to separate from his body. The corpse king actually wanted to dismember him?
"Supercharged Energy Cannon!"

Now I can't control so much anymore, I flipped my palms, and two beams of white light blasted towards the eight-armed corpse king.

"boom!"

The eight-armed corpse king let out a scream, covered his face with his arms, and dark red blood flowed down his face.

Ning Qiu broke free, feeling that the limbs and bones were about to separate from his body.

Two supercharged concentrated cannonballs bombarded the corpse king's face, and at such a short distance, it didn't blow its head to pieces, only injured it.

It can be seen that the physical strength of this corpse king is quite terrifying.

"Uh..." The eight-armed rotting corpse king gradually lowered his arms, and the facial features on his face were already rotten.

One of the eyes was blind and bleeding profusely.

"Aww!!!" A roar made my heart tremble.

Ning Qiu felt something was wrong, so he turned around and ran away.

Now he is really eager to break through and become a strong holy soul, so that he can fly in the air with the supercharged battle suit like his father.

The super-charged battle suit that can fly and the super-charged battle suit that cannot fly are completely two concepts.

If he could fly now, then the eight-armed corpse king would have to stand on the ground and be beaten.

At this time, the eight-armed corpse king was completely angry. Although its speed was about the same as Ning Qiu's, running away like this was not an option.

At this moment, Ning Qiu stepped on the ground with both feet, sliding out two long marks.

He turned around and rushed towards the eight-armed corpse king.

White light appeared in the palms of both hands, and when he got close, two beams of white light shot out.

"boom!"

The white light exploded, and while the eight-armed corpse king was knocked into the air, Ning Qiu was also blown away by the force.

"Damn! Failed." Originally, he wanted to take a gamble to see if he could also blind the corpse king's other eye.

It's a pity that the eight-armed rotting corpse king has already raised his arms to protect his head, and except for the head, its defenses are very strong.

Two supercharged shaped cannon hits, but did not cause serious damage to it.

"Ow!"

Ning Qiu's face was serious, and a black flame appeared in his hand.

"Fire breath!... Huh!"

The eight-armed rotting corpse king's face changed slightly, and his four arms covered his head, and he quickly avoided it.

However, the black flame still burned on it after all, but the speed of devouring it was very slow.

"It seems that the black flame is effective, but..." Ning Qiu frowned, but this guy's physique is too strong, even the black flame can't burn it to death all at once.

(End of this chapter)