Chapter 34 I don’t like you anymore!

"You are not worthy of being evil!"

Song Yin shouted coldly, his body moved, almost becoming a white shadow. The white aura was like a dragon, wrapped around his entire arm, and punched Lian Ren's head hard.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lian Ren laughed happily, and also bent his steel-like arm and looked straight at Song Yin's fist. At the same time, the "reinforced bar" blooming on his arm twisted and danced, and the front end turned into an extremely pointed cone. It reached Song Yin's body before the fist contacted.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The sharp cones pierced Song Yin's body and made crisp sounds, but they couldn't even stop Song Yin. As soon as the body, which seemed to be a golden iron, approached, the fist would come into contact with Lian Ren's fist.

"Okay! OK! So flesh and blood!"

Lian Ren was even more fanatical, and he roared and punched him, aiming at Song Yin's fist.

Bang!!

Song Yin's head turned slowly against the awl and said coldly: "I am the true body of no leakage. The Vajra is indestructible and all evils are not invaded. The mere evil way will naturally not hurt me at all!"

Song Yin frowned slightly: "I am the third-level 'fighting power'."

Song Yin didn't even look at it, and he slid directly over with a knife, turning the attacking sledgehammer into two, while his fingers formed claws and grabbed Lian Ren's remaining limbs with one hand.

when!!

His legs and feet were quickly put away, and then his other legs and feet were brushed out like whips. The tentacles became entangled and turned into a sledgehammer, and they rushed towards Song Yin with great force.

Lian Ren bared his teeth, his two rows of sharp teeth seemed to be scarlet, and shouted: "Do you look down on me as you have always shown the third-level 'fighting power'? Take out your real combat power and beat me to death, or I will beat you to death!"

He spread his flesh wings behind him, flapping his wings and standing in the sky, pointing at Song Yin and saying, "Hide his head and reveal his tail! You are not worthy of entering my armored door, you are only worthy of letting me enjoy the flesh and blood!"

when!

Song Yin closed his eyes, used his eyelids to resist the thick fingers, and then swept upwards, but it still broke out. Lian Ren's flesh wings flapped, left Song Yin's body, and landed on the ground. At the same time, the broken legs and feet were made up for by tentacles again. His face suddenly darkened and he said:

"Why don't you show your true skills!"

The master refining his true body without leakage is a legendary realm, just an evil way, so how can he hurt him at all?

rumble

The cave trembled violently, and the gravel on the top of the shock landed, and the surface of the mountain wall also slid and made a sudden sound.

"Golden Immortal Gate?"

"oh!!"

But this extremely powerful punch, except for the air waves brought out, blowing Song Yin's hair so randomly, he did not move his body at all, and he didn't even move his head.

"It's so exciting! I like it!"

"The eldest disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect, Song Yin!" Song Yin clenched his fists and said in a cold tone: "I will kill you evil demons and heretics!"

As soon as they were touched, a muffled sound came immediately, and the air waves shook, causing both of them to shake. The force made the ground of the ring crack, and the broken stones flew away from the ground under the vibration, shaking.

Bang!!

No matter how powerful or fierce the attack is, what's the use of not being able to hit someone!

This is called Song Yin's body, and its hardness is better than his armored gate. The inexplicable white aura that broke out and could even disperse and cut his body like tofu. How could the third-level fighting force do this?

Song Yin's pupils shrank, frowned and said angrily: "I'm afraid of your evil way?! My joke, Song Yin said it's the same as the fighting power level, the fighting power level!"

"I don't like you anymore!"

Especially when it comes to evil ways, he will not hide it!

Isn't this an insult?

Crack!

Lian Renqi's teeth collapsed a few, but they grew and recovered very quickly.

The awl reached Song Yin's neck without any effort, but made a crisp sound.

The headless body slowly stood up, and the tentacle steel bars on the body twisted and danced, flying towards his missing arms and head, gathered and entangled in it. As the body gradually stood up, a brand new arm appeared on his body, and the head gradually became fixed, until he stood up completely, and his entire body was intact.

The tentacles on his body extended forward to Lian Ren's hands, dancing, twisting and tangling, causing his hands to merge into one place, forming a giant axe at the front end. The flesh-shaped giant axe was beating all its tendons and veins, gradually turning from gray-black to blood.

The third-level fighting power magic energy is restrained and transparent, and the energy is endless, but it has infinite power. But what's the use?

However, at this moment, the shaking headless body suddenly fell, leaving Song Yin's hand knife, and at the same time kicked his feet, flew back like a rabbit, and half-squatted on the ground not far away.

Lian Ren thought for a moment and said, "Oh, the mouse sect of Jinguang, it's a pity for you to enter the Golden Immortal Sect with this talent."

"Ao!!"

Lian Ren's excited eyes almost popped up: "Come on! Show more power, use stronger power to fight against me, let us blood and blood, flesh and flesh!"

boom!

The fist was so heavy that it burst out with a roar. The overflowing air wave rushed towards the cheering armored sects around the arena, blowing a few of them up and hitting the mountain wall above.

"Okay! That's great! It's this strength, it's this strength!"

Song Yin raised his eyebrows, waved his fist horizontally without stopping, and turned it into a knife to slash the man in half.

Lian Ren laughed furiously and pointed at the disciples of the armored sect who were watching the battle, "They are the third-level fighting power, their flesh and blood are weak and vulnerable! If you have the third-level fighting power, you can't even touch my hair! What should I hide in the straight battle? What are you afraid of? Let me tell you first, I am the eighth-level Qi Refining "Sitting on the Eighth Level!"

He is a third-level fighting force, so what's there to hide!

Lian Ren's entire shoulder was disintegrated by this punch, leaving only the chest cavity, and his body was shaking.

It seemed like countless resentful souls howled, but there were also countless wild beasts roaring out from the flesh and blood axe. The surviving mortals all covered their ears and looked pale.

He stretched out his hand and said, "I admire you very much. That weak sect is not suitable for you. The armored sect is your destination. With your talent, you will definitely be able to bless you infinitely! Join us and walk with us on the path of flesh and blood!"

Song Yin's fist stretched out unaffectedly turned to the side, and brushed directly towards Lian Ren like a whip. The latter's body flexibly moved up and jumped directly behind Song Yin. A large number of tentacles wrapped around one of his feet, forming a large awl, and then stabbed Song Yin's neck with one kick.

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a light sound. Then, his fist dispersed like bubbles, and was passed through layer by layer by layer by layer by layer by layer. As the white air evaporated, even the broken flesh and blood were not left for him. They were all dismantled under the white air, and until the arms, Song Yin's fist turned into a crawl.

Lian Ren opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and looked down at Song Yin, "Come on the registration, you are qualified to let me remember Jun's name!"

When a person is in a high altitude and cannot fly, he naturally has no spare energy to do extra movements. This time, it should have been a solid grasp, but just when Song Yin was about to grab Lian Ren's legs, his tentacles quickly tangled up and turned into a pair of flesh wings, flapping their wings and flying high, and directly avoiding Song Yin's grab, fingers like steel, and heavily towards Song Yin's eyes.

The answer was Song Yin's big fist. He bent his body and fell down with one punch, but the punch was empty. Lian Ren, who had a huge body, squatted, and his body dodged his fist that had not even been stretched out. Then, his steel-like hand clenched tightly and punched Song Yin's face.

"What a Vajra is indestructible!" One blow was useless. Lian Ren was not angry but happy, and laughed: "It's so exciting, yes, that's it. You are indestructible. I have broken limbs to regenerate, let's fight for the last days!"

However, those onlookers who were watching the armored gates were even more fanatical and roaring when they saw this scene.

"roar!!"

Lian Ren burst out anger and his body fell down straight, and a huge bloodline slid down with his axe, slashing towards Song Yin's head.

"Eat my axe!!"

(End of this chapter)
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