Noble Husband At the Door

His body just pushed forward slightly.

The world was calm, as if nothing had happened. One second, two seconds, tight...

Hong!

The world trembled and the space was torn apart. The black cloud in Samuel's hand seemed to have risen from the sun or a long dragon emerging from the sea. A white light suddenly rushed out.

The white light was as large as a Kun. Like a huge dragon, it swooped down and rushed toward the crowd.

Then, the first split into three, and two of them smashed toward Jade-faced Shura and Ghost Master. One hit the crowd of tens of thousands of people on the ground.

The one that ran toward Jade-faced Shura suddenly turned into sea of stars, and the one that shot Ghost Master turned into layers of black gas. And what faced the crowd was the huge colorful light column from the beginning. Everything was the same as two minutes ago. Three beams of light came from three sides. However, at this moment, the trigger and the shooting side of the light column had only changed their heads.

This time, not only the Seventh Princess and her attendant were stunned, but also the Ghost Master, Jade-faced Shura, and the tens of thousands of monsters on the ground were also dumbfounded. What's going on?!

The attendant couldn't help but wipe his eyes. "Is this true? He... he actually bounced back all the attacks just now?"

If it was a rebound, then how could there be any secret skill or magic treasure in the world that could complete such a horrible rebound?

After all, with the combined strength of ten thousand people and the two great experts, even the invincible supreme defense would be smashed into pieces.

"I understand." The Seventh Princess widened her eyes. "This is not a rebound."

"It's not a rebound?" The attendant looked back at the Seventh Princess in confusion.

If it wassn't a rebound, how could this guy have been able to block the attacks and hit back these attacks as usual?

"It's absorbing and duplicating," the Seventh Princess said coldly.

"Absorb and duplicate?"

"I've heard that there's a kind of divine kung fu in the Central Plains. Although it's weak in the face of the weak, it's strong in the face of the strong, and its character still makes it a top-level divine kung fu." The Seventh Princess said in a deep voice, "And its core is to exchange eyes with eyes. However it's said that this kind of divine kung fu has been lost for a long time. Why..."

Why did it suddenly appear on such a young man?

"Bang bang bang!"

Almost at the same time, the counterattack of Samuel had arrived. Whether it was Ghost Master, Jade-faced Shura, or thousands of people below, even if they saw the beam of light coming at them with their own eyes, it was impossible for them to fully recover from their fear.

As the beam of light approached, when they reacted again, how could it be in time?

When the loud noise was heard on the spot, it was also the day of the explosion of the whole crowd. With the series of loud bangs, the strange corpses on the ground flew everywhere, and the flesh and blood exploded. It was hard to tell which a piece of gravel and mud was, and which were broken arms and limbs.

Even the whole city center was affected by the violent explosion and was almost razed to the ground in the blast.

As for Ghost Master and Jade-faced Shura, they were obviously not much better. Although their reaction speed was far faster than others', when they faced the super powerful attacks, even if they tried to block them, they could not completely block them.

After being forced back several meters by the strongest attacks, Jade-faced Shura finally dissolved with blood. However, Ghost Master, who had been injured because of the broken immortal body, suffered a lot.

After his body was directly pushed

back to the ground and slammed into a half-meter-deep pit, he finally managed to bear it by himself or by the power of the ground. However, the serious injury made him lie in the pit, with only anger and

our

unwillingness in his eyes, unable to

do anything else.

How could he have thought that the fatal blow, which had cost him almost most of his current energy, would not hit the enemy in the end? Instead, it would be his retribution.

Even if he was dreaming, he would always think about how much damage and impact this move would bring to Samuel, and... It was not like the plot had been turned upside down to such a ridiculous extent. "The first round."

At this time, Samuel stood in the air without any panic. There was even a faint smile on his face, as if he was looking at a group of ants watching the people who were blown dizzy.

"There are 99 rounds left. I'm ready. What about you?" Samuel said mockingly.