Gift Packs From the Heavens: Starting From One Punch Man Chapter 1306

Black Death Mou, one of the top strings, stood up with his sword:

"No traffic ahead!"

Chapter Nine hundred and fiftieth I am Brother Lin

A sword stopped the seven pillars.

Black Death Mou is so powerful.

Let everyone present, even ghosts.

I couldn't help being surprised!

winding...

Is it really that strong?

"Stop joking!"

rock pillars.

Beimingyu Xingming hissed and roared, as if he was a real King Kong, and waved the special hammer and sickle in his hand.

"Breath of Rock·Two Shape·Sky Break!"

Accompanied by heavy breathing, the khaki-yellow light wrapped the hammer and sickle weighing hundreds of kilograms.

roaring.

Send out nearly a hundred times the power!

"Boom" a loud noise!

Breath of the Milky Way Moon.

Suddenly a big hole was torn open!

Not only that……

"Breath of wind!" "Breath of flame!" "Breath of water!" "Breath of love!" "Breath of sound..."

The other six pillars.

Also shot together.

Match rock pillars.

Thoroughly tear Heishimou's sword formation into pieces!

see this...

Even if it was Wu Mi, his complexion could not help but change slightly.

Obviously!

pillar of this era.

After all, it is stronger than it imagined!

but……

That's all.

"Child mill!"

The ghost king gave an order.

Tong Mo, who had been paddling beside him, stood beside Heishimu in response.

One against seven.

It was indeed a bit of a struggle!

But with two against seven, you are safe!

Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan chuckled, moved his buttocks, and sat down comfortably again.

Now……

It can watch movies safely again!

To know.

Even if it has lived for a thousand years.

It is rare to see a battle of this scale!

The strongest ghost-slaying swordsman vs the strongest ghost!

"Tsk tsk!"

"For such an unprecedented battle, a ticket is not expensive even if it costs one million yen."

"Um?"

hear this.

Onimi Tsuji, who just sat firmly on his buttocks.

Immediately sat up straight again!

because……

This sentence is not what he said!

He turned his head in surprise.

Then……

What do you think it saw?

A black-haired human teenager lying on a beach bench!

What the hell?

and……

The position where the boy lay down.

With it, the distance is no more than one meter!

In other words...

They can touch each other simply by reaching out.

What the hell?

As the ghost king.

Ghost Dance Tsujimu has lived for thousands of years.

I have never experienced what is called horror and horror.

But at this moment...

It is really scared!

It's like a seven-year-old girl watching the midnight bell alone at home at midnight.

Then……

the phone is ringing!

Damn it.

Just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle!

That's right.

Although Ghost Dance Tsuji is innocent, it doesn't want to admit it.

But in fact...

its scalp.

It's numb right now.

It has been running for thousands of years.

Still a brilliant and wise head.

At this time, it was all paste!

...

In a word.

when?

This guy.

When did it appear?

But even...

Wu Mi boiled all his thoughts.

Couldn't find any clues either!

This black-haired boy.

It's like an invisible phantom!

But the problem is...

This is definitely not a phantom!

because……

"suck!"

Accompanied by a loud drinking sound.

The black-haired boy was holding a drink in a red glass bottle that he had never seen before, and he was sucking it vigorously.

Oni Wu Tsuji was stunned:

Who the hell is this guy?

Why are you drinking here?

and……

What is this red bottle drink?

Is it really that delicious?

No miserable feeling.

It was as if a book of 100,000 whys with no answers had been forcibly stuffed into my own head.

brain matter.

It's TM boiling again!

but……

Guiwu Tsuji is miserable.

After all, he is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, and he quickly adjusted his emotions!

"clam down."

"Wu Mi, come on, you must calm down!"

Cheer yourself up.

Oni Wu Tsuji was cautious, trying to probe from the simplest questions.

"You... hello!"

"I am Wu Mi, you are...?"

Say hello politely.