The Hearthstone system of a certain American comic

The nigger slowly walked out of the hut, his eyes were gloomy and dark, and seemed to be full of divine energy like green blood. .biquge

In the battle between Nigga and Ban Jiliang, it was obvious that Niggi was not dead.

What about Liang? Could it be that Liang is dead?

do not know.

The nigger looked at his clenched fist and said coldly to himself, "The power of the serpent is indeed wonderful."

Yes, not only did the nigger not die, but he completely healed himself. It was as if he had become more deeply integrated with the power of the serpent, and the aura exuding from the whole body was even more terrifying.

The camera suddenly turned to a place, which was covered with snow. It was Mount Everest. There was a person standing on the top of the mountain, a white person, yes. , a person whose whole body is shrouded in white, with long white hair and white clothes, this person is Qianbon Jiubai.

In front of Qianben Jiubai, there was also a person standing, a woman. This woman was leaning on Jiubai's chest, looking at the view of the peak, her face full of joy. This girl is Die Wu. Butterfly butterfly, flying dance.

"Wu, this is what you have always wanted to come to, the highest place in the world." Qianben Jiubai said slightly.

"Thank you, Bai. I didn't expect that we could climb such a high snow-capped mountain so quickly." Diewu smiled.

"Wu, I said, as long as you want, I will give it to you. From now on, I will never let you suffer any injustice." Qian Benjiu Bai's gentle voice sounded in Die Wu's ears.

However, at this moment, a discordant voice appeared behind Qianben Jiubai, "You are the fifth one, the target of my attack." A heavy and unpleasant voice.

Qian Benjiubai didn't look back, he didn't even bother to look back, because he didn't want to look back, and he didn't want to be disturbed by others at this moment.

The person standing behind Senbon Jiubai was a nigger, and behind the nigger, there was another person, a woman, who turned out to be Mai Shiranui.

Although the black ghost's strength has greatly increased this time, he has learned the lessons from before and does not dare to boast about his own arrogance and destroy all the strong men in the world in one fell swoop. Instead, he defeats them one by one.

The nigger said coldly, "You will be the fifth strong man to die."

Qianben Jiubai stood there, motionless and without looking back. He just murmured and asked, "Who are the first four?"

"Andy, Mary, Mai Shiranui" the nigger paused and said "Terry Berg".

As soon as the words Terryberg came out, Qianbon Jiubai finally turned around, just because he knew that Terryberg was the most oppressive of all the fighters who fought with him at that time. Terry After a group of people were defeated, he had no choice but to turn back.

The nigger has a strange ability. He can sense the breath of all the strong men in the world. The nigger thinks that he can annihilate all the fighters in one fell swoop at this time, but he does not want to take risks, but chooses to defeat them one by one. The one he looks for first That is, Terry Berg, who is known as the legendary wolf.

Now, Terry Berg has been defeated, and it seems that there is no suspense about his defeat. Could it be said that black ghosts can really clear out the entire fighting world?

The chill in the wind is getting stronger. Is it the murderous aura emanating from Qianbon Jiubai?

The air was cold, so cold that it was bone-chilling. Qian Benjiu Bai knew that at this moment, it was not easy for him to do anything, because Die Wu could not leave him, and he would freeze to death if he left him. He carried Diewu on his back, determined to finish the battle with only one hand.

The nigger said coldly, "If you give up the woman on your back, you might have a chance of survival."

Qian Benjiubai did not speak. It was not that he did not want to speak, but that he could no longer speak.

The spirit is concentrated, and when you speak, your energy will dissipate.

The pressure exerted by the nigger was too strong, so strong that the remaining scattered pressure already made it difficult for Diewu to breathe.

Qianben Jiubai knew the situation of the woman on his back. He knew that he could not delay any longer. Even if he would fail in the first move if he took action rashly, he had to take action.

So Qianbon Jiubai took action, as fast as light, and the snowflakes swirled in the air, as if the air had turned to frost. A fierce pressure accompanied Qianbon's figure, rushing towards the nigger.

Two incubus-like fingers inserted into the nigger's chest as if they had a suffocating magic power.

It was such a quick attack, such an astonishing speed that even a person of the nigger's class could not dodge.

Qianbon Jiubai knew that the speed he had achieved just now was achieved through sacrifice. At this moment, Qianbon's energy had been consumed by one third in this move.

The nigger held the arm of the hand that Senbon Kyuhaku inserted into his chest, and said coldly, "You are indeed a Senbon Kyūbai who can challenge all fighters with his own strength. The speed of your move just now, I am indeed There’s no way to dodge, but with your level of lethality, you can’t kill me either!!”

A powerful energy gathered in the black ghost's left fist, and he punched Qianben in the face, sending Qianben flying to the edge of the cliff.

The blood of the serpent has quickly healed the nigger's wounds.

Qianben stood up slowly. A piece of frost had formed on Diewu's face behind him. Ben's slightly trembling body no longer trembled. Qianben knew that Diewu was no longer breathing at this moment.

Senbon stood up and stared at the nigger. He said, "Don't even think about leaving here today."

The nigger smiled coldly, "Do you think your strength is really equal to the sum of all the fighters? As far as I know, your fighting ability seems to be inferior to the already dead Yagami An."

As he said that, the nigger suddenly froze. Then he suddenly moved and rushed towards Qianbon Jiubai! Just because the nigger has discovered that his power is slipping away, it is Qianbon Jiubai's x virus!

But it is said that the nigger's offensive is getting faster and faster, and Qianben Jiubai's defense is getting tighter and tighter. The nigger is gradually scorching the furnace. Fighting is to stimulate one's stronger power through continuous punches. If it is from the beginning. It is impossible to achieve all the strength through ordinary means, unless like Qianben, using the method of sacrifice. The nigger should have punched stronger and stronger, but it remained unchanged due to the infection of the X virus, which indirectly caused , Qianbon Jiubai's punches are getting stronger and stronger. The nigger knows that if he doesn't break out, he may not be able to hold on for a long time.

But seeing the nigger's eyes suddenly turn red, he punched Qianbon's guarding arm with both fists and shouted "Break!"

Qianben Jiubai was knocked back by this powerful attack, but it wasn't over yet! ! !

The black ghost points forward with one hand to destroy the black particles.

The powerful air flow surged the darkness towards Qianbon Jiubai, as if a black hole in the universe was about to swallow Qianbon.

"It's too late to use such a move now!" Qianben Jiubai's eyes shot out an astonishing white light.

Bailuo extinguishes essence

What a move for Poirot to kill the spirit! There was a loud noise, and the world went blank for an instant. The black ghost stood there. He knew how powerful the black particle attack he had just done was, and he also knew the terrifying destructive power of Bai Luo's Mie Jing. However, the black ghost had absolute confidence. He had determined that Qian Ben Jiu Bai had already Defeated.

Sure enough, Qianben Jiubai was lying on the huge rock in front of him. The mountain had been destroyed and deformed by the terrifying power just now. The black ghost jumped down and came to Qianbon Jiubai. He saw Qianbon Jiubai lying on the ground, opening his eyes. Open your eyes, "The only person in this world who can win against a nigger is you."

After saying this, he closed his eyes.

"Qianben, the reason why you died so quickly is because you cared too much about the woman behind you who was frozen into an ice sculpture. Otherwise, you could have lasted another minute." The black ghost said expressionlessly.

"You said, the only person who can defeat this nigger is Jing, you are ignorant." It was as if there were a pair of black eyes staring at the earth through the sky. This familiar voice seemed to come from a familiar yet unfamiliar person.

But a very familiar male voice came from the sky.

Who is this person? The nigger never looked back. Human beings always instinctively avoid danger in their hearts.

|The nigger is a strong man, and he cannot be said to be a human being, but he still cannot escape his own instinct.

The nigger's eyes were fixed on Qian Ben Jiu Bai, as if he was afraid that Qian Ben Jiu Bai would come to life.

"Why run away?" The voice was not playful, but serious.

The nigger still didn't look back because he couldn't believe that the dead could be resurrected.

The nigger didn't speak. He was still staring at Qian Benjiubai. He seemed to be afraid that Qian Benjiubai was not dead and was about to get up and give him a fatal blow.

However, the voice from high up came down again, with a strong sense of oppression, a voice of justice, and a voice of terror.

"You are staring at a corpse not to prevent the corpse from getting up and killing you, because the corpse is already dead. You understand this very well, but you don't look back just because you are afraid."

A trace of cold sweat ran down the nigger's face, as if his thoughts had been revealed.

"No use running away, nigga, I'm not dead, that's the truth."

! ! "impossible"! ! ! The nigger roared, and after saying that, he turned back and met a pair of scorching red eyes. Those are eyes full of murderous intent and animality.

"How is it possible? Didn't you die in that battle?" The black man was very shocked. With a strong man like him, there were not many people who could shock him.

The man had red hair, a straight body, his hands in his pockets, a pair of cold eyes looking directly at the black ghost and said, "Maybe it would be better to die." This man was Yagami An.

Nigga suddenly remembered the clones of a certain organization. With a thought in his mind, he punched Iori with a strong force. In this move, Nigga used 70% of his strength, but without thinking, Iori punched him with one hand. You will not be allowed to enter again.

This strength, this dominance, yes, the nigger denied his previous conjecture, the other party was not a clone, definitely not. The thought flashed away in almost half a second. The nigger came back with his second punch, which was already ten-strength. Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his fist, he was already kicked in the abdomen, and he stepped back with a glare.

Iori's eyes flashed with cold light, he jumped up, and waved his right hand forward. Nigga felt the overwhelming purple blue flames hit him. Niggi shouted, and a straight punch went straight through the flames, hitting Iori in the middle. chest, and the power of Iori's blue flames also hit the nigger's whole body.

"Nigger, this kind of strength can only hurt a low-level fighter like Senbon Kyuubi." There was a hint of smile on the corner of Yagami's mouth.

At this time, the fear in the black man's heart completely disappeared and was replaced by anger. He was extremely strong, and now he had the power of the big snake, which made him even stronger. Facing any fighter alone, he was sure of victory, and Iori Yagami was so disdainful of himself after just one move. How could a nigger not be angry?

The nigger was not afraid of Yagamian from the beginning, but was amazed at why Yagamian, a person who was supposed to be dead, came back to life.

So at this moment, the angry black ghost jumped up into the air and rushed towards Yagami Temple, trying to fight the enemy in the air.

Iori Yagami's figure also rose, and it was a ghost burn.

Purple flames against the heavy kick of the nigger.

However, there was no expected scene.

The overlord of this air control move, "Oni Burn" actually collided with the black ghost, and both of them retreated due to the force.

With just this move, both of them had a myriad of thoughts in their minds. Nigga never expected that with the help of his air superiority and his unreserved heavy kick, he would be blocked by Yagami Ghost Burner. What Yagami was thinking was, Nigga His aerial moves, his own air control moves are actually incomprehensible, which shows that the power of the black ghost is so powerful with just an ordinary kick. If the black ghost uses an even more terrifying killing move.

Thinking of this, Iori Yagami suddenly understood why a top-notch master like Senbon Kyuhaku, a man who once challenged all fighters in the ring with his own strength, lost to a black man. And after the black ghost experienced a high-intensity battle with Senbon Jiubai, he still had the power to fight against himself.

Yagami understands that the black ghost he is facing at this moment is a weakened version. This is not a fair duel in a period of complete victory, but even so, the black ghost's power is terrifyingly strong.

Iori's eyes suddenly turned red, and in an instant he flashed in front of Heigi, and struck out quickly, but Heigui blocked it, and then struck again, and there were dozens of moves coming and going. Iori turned sideways to avoid Heigi's punch, and smoothly hooked him. The hook is not an ordinary hook. All the mental power and willpower are gathered together, and all the strength is used. Whether it is successful or not depends on the hook. The nigger's body is unstable due to this hook. Yagami's eyes flash red again, infinitely childish. female! ! ! ! ! !

If the power is weak, it is limited; if the power is strong, it is unlimited.

There is no doubt about the power of Yagami. Yagami, who once dared to use human power to fight against the power of heaven, is undoubtedly the pinnacle of mankind. Therefore, at this time, Yagami'an has been able to extend the breathing time of the eight children to nearly infinite, which means that this move of the eight children will last for a long time.

Every move is cruel and domineering. Every punch was quick and sharp. Endless murderous intent, fear, panic, and countless negative emotions enveloped the nigger at this time, lingering.

Along with that, when will the pain stop? When will it end? How long will I continue to be beaten? Has time stopped? Am I going to die? Just let me die quickly. "

Tears gradually flowed from the corners of the nigger's eyes. His whole body was torn, bruised, and bleeding, but he was still being attacked and beaten.

He wanted to resist, but there was no opening to take action, no opening, only despair.

He really hoped that he could die at this moment, go to hell with the serpent's blood and go to hell with killing people. Fuck everything you want. All he wants now is death.

Maybe death is the relief from all this

After 5 minutes, Iori Yagami finally lost strength. He used his last punch with enough force to knock the bloody nigger away.

"For being able to bring me to this point and end you with such unsightly fighting behavior, nigger, you are truly the second most powerful enemy I have ever encountered." Iori extinguished his killing intent. murmured.