The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 760

Bemand weyes borned with an intense desire to kill. He was giving his all, leaving no room for mercy or hesitation.

The fates on Bernard’s fist intensified.

This was the blazing inferno ignited by Bernard’s full power, as he propelled his fist through the air with unstoppable force!

This indicated that his speed and strength had reached their pinnacle!

Before the punch landed, the powerful gust created by the force of the punch swept through like a raging hurricane, drying

the air

Ifsylan clenched his teeth and simmoned his strength to swiftly evade the incoming attack, narrowly avoiding a direct hit.

Boom!

Bemard descended upon the ground like a crashing meteor, his powerful punch causing the earth to tremble and leaving behind a colossal pit, over 40 inches deep and 32 feet wide.

The sheer force behind Bernard’s punch surpassed that of a mortar.

The tremendous force unleashed by Bernard’s punch shook the entire cave, sending shockwaves rippling in all directions like a powerful wave.

Despite managing to dodge the direct hit, Haylan was still caught in the chaotic aftermath. The force of the energy waves propelled him backwards, sending lurn flying through the air like a helpless boat in the midst of a turbulent sea.

“You may have evaded it this time, but your luck won’t hold for long. Bernard sneered.

Bernard’s eyes turned even colder as he launched another lightning–fast assault, closing the distance between them in an

instant

Without wasting a moment, Bernard unleashed another swift and powerful punch, aimed directly at Haylan.

Haylan’s attempt to evade proved futile this time, as Bernard’s punch landed squarely on him. The impact sent him hurtling towards the mountain wall, causing it to crumble under the force of the collision.

dust, Haylan’s head and

go to hell!”

the sorry state of Haylan, a smug expression spread across his face, and the aura of death emanating from him grew

wild beast, Bernard charged towards Haylan, delivering another powerful punch to his chest. Bernard’s fists striking Haylan repeatedly with the force of a storm, pummeling him like

heavier and fiercer than

assault, was left defenseless,

such force that he spewed blood from his mouth. The impact propelled him through the mountain wall, sending him hurtling into a

a cold, disdainful

saying that, he looked at his body with

blood from the corner of his mouth and mustered the strength to speak, his voice weak yet filled with defiance. “You… you’re not Bernard. Who…

Haylan and replied, “I had no intention of revealing this, but since you’re on the brink of death, I suppose I can share the

I have no idea what you

name is

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