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Chapter 14 Cut [-]D!
The four kinds of martial arts wills are intertwined and coiled, and the majestic spiritual force field is like a spiral, and it is about to go towards the frowning mind.

The corners of Hu's eyes twitched, his heart was in a bad mood, and he immediately wanted to throw the stabbed Sikong away.

Unexpectedly, Sikong grabbed the barb and thrust in!
'Crack! '

The bloodshot barb exposed a big part of Sikong's back, Sikong looked like a madman, approached Changlianhu, then used his head hammer, exhausted all the strength of his neck, and slammed into Changlianhu's head hard!
'bump! '

There was a muffled sound all over, Sikong's forehead was sunken downwards, and on the other hand, the bearded face was hit hard, although his bones were not injured, but he felt dizzy, surrounded by gold stars, his head was mushy and shaking indefinite.

Chang Lianhu's psychological defense line was broken a little, and the spiritual spiral penetrated everywhere, and immediately crashed into Chang Lianhu's mind!

Spirit Storm!

Flicking his face, Hu only felt that his spirit was caught in the violent wind and waves, and countless overwhelming impacts came, whether it was a towering and roaring dragon, or the powerful fist shadow, or the knife light coming from the wind, he was deeply moved. Trapped in it, it's like a lonely boat in a raging sea!

wrong!

Zhanlianhu managed to raise his mind, and bit the tip of his tongue, almost biting it off.

Severe pain came, and most of the confusion in Chuanlianhu's eyes dispelled, but Sikong gave another head hammer, which slammed into Zanlianhu's Tianling Gai!

'bump! '

The dizziness came again, and Hu staggered back, Sikong tightly grasped the barb in his body, and stuck it tightly.

Blood slits covered Sikong's face, gurgling blood flowed out from it, and his hair was disheveled, like a demon from hell!
"kill!"

It is advisable to pursue Yu Kou bravely, and don't sell your name to learn to be the overlord!
Hundreds of explosive fists!
The Hundred Explosive Fist, which had been hidden for a long time, was punched out by Sikong with all his strength. He lifted up his leg buttons, put a lot of force on his waist, pushed his strength upwards, gathered it into his fist, and punched Hu Hu on the nose!

It was as if a color silk shop had been opened, red, purple, and black, all burst out, covering the beard that swelled all over his face.

'thump! '

Chuan Mianhu lost his balance and fell to the ground, but Sikong held on tightly, putting his hands on his legs and holding on to the severe pain in his abdomen, locking Chuan Lianhu tightly.

Then, 81 explosions sounded one after another, and Sikong punched one punch after another, hitting Chuanlianhu's temple hard!

Blood flowed all over the place!
Tragic and bloody, this scene shocked everyone, even the well-informed and vicissitudes of life were stunned for a few seconds.

Sikong Fang's insidious and cunning appearance mixed with his mad and brutal appearance at this time, made people feel a little awe of Sikong out of nowhere.

Even though Sikong's cultivation was almost the lowest among the crowd, and his strength was even the smallest, but at this moment, his appearance covered in blood was just like that lonely soldier in the bloody battlefield.

Although there are thousands of people, I will go!
"While he is sick, kill him!"

Dao Scar and the others are not stupid people, seeing this, except for Mu Xin who is suppressing the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, the others rush forward one after another, heading towards the vital part of the bearded face.

But at this moment, he seemed to feel the fatal crisis of Channeling Beard. A mechanical fly the size of a little finger, wrapped in slender metal, crawled out of Channeling Beard's ear hole.

'Crack, click...'

As if assembling a mecha, the gloomy man stabbed his sword into the heart of Changlianhu, but suddenly felt that the tip of the sword had pierced a hard and flexible object, and the lightsaber was actually bounced aside.

Then, layers of thin human metal mecha armor colonized the surface of the face, smooth and soft, clinging to every part of the face, like a pair of light armor, shining brightly and majesticly.

Unwilling to give up, Sikong punched out again, but he heard the sound of bone breaking clearly.

Then a heart-piercing pain came from the back of the fist, and Sikong's right hand was almost shattered by the mecha, blood and flesh were mutilated, and all muscles and bones were broken!

"Um?!"

Suddenly, from inside the human mech, a large amount of stimulant was injected into Zhanlianhu's body, and Zhanlianhu's spirit was shaken, and he woke up from the confusion instantly, and his whole body was plunged into scalding excitement.

Only the faint sharp pain from his head reminded him of the severity of his injury!
"Damn!"

Chuanlianhu's body shook, and a huge force emerged from his broad back, he broke away from Sikong, and then turned over.

Shuotou is not afraid, his body is bronze-colored, he spits out turbid air from his nose, he shoots his horse like a mountain, stamps on the ground and punches, and hits it with his back——Iron Mountain!

Converge the strength of the whole body on the back, when it is completed, it is like an iron mountain leaning out.

Hu turned his face and stared angrily, neither dodging nor dodging, clenched his fist with his right hand, as if piercing through a piece of fragile paper, directly broke his iron mountain back, hit the back of the shuttle head, the front and back were bright, and blood was dripping!

Behind Chuanglianhu, Scar's left hand turned into a big spear. Before he got close, Chuanglianhu slapped out with his palm, which was directly printed on Scar's chest.

The scar was like being struck by lightning, his face was like gold paper, it seemed that even the blood had been drained, his mouth retched, but no blood was spit out, and then he floated up like a dead leaf and fell to the distance, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Brother Knife!"

The chatterbox and the gloomy man were filled with grief and indignation, and they struck out with hatred, but they saw that the face was flaring and the body was as light as a swallow, and they were seriously injured in the blink of an eye, almost powerless to resist.

The gap in strength between two-dimensional and one-dimensional is a scientific gap, and there is a precise quantitative gap, which is far more cruel than in the civilization of cultivating immortals.

It only took a few seconds for Changlianhu to defeat the crowd. It seemed to be a beautiful scene, but in Changlianhu's heart, he was terrified.

Almost, almost!
Could it be that he spent almost all of his savings to buy the 'Human Dying Mecha' worth millions of crape myrtle coins, and he capsized in the gutter and died in the hands of that kid!

Hu turned his face and hated secretly, and before he turned his head, he felt a bloody wind coming from behind him.

Turning around with a grimace, he saw that Sikong was obviously seriously injured. He was not as good as Shuotou and the others, but at this moment he seemed to be like a lone wolf, trying to kill himself after traveling thousands of miles of blood.

The messy hair, which was almost stained red with blood, fluttered, revealing Sikong Xuemei's bewitching eyes. Under his thin and thin figure, there was hidden a will unimaginable by ordinary people!
'How is his combat endurance so strong! '

Hu secretly frightened, looking at Sikong's appearance, but felt a little timid in his heart.

By coincidence, the black handle on the back of Zhanlianhu sprouted wings of light again, and Zhanlianhu rose from the ground, wanting to fly to the sky, avoiding Sikong head-on.

Scared?

Before the fighting spirit declines, it has already won three points!
Sikong gritted his teeth, jumped out with one step, hugged Changlianhu's neck tightly, wrapped his legs around, and flew up to the sky with him.

Secret method: return to the orifices bravely with blood!
It has been hidden in the snow for many years, and when Sikong learned it, the secret method that he had not used was running in his heart.

Immediately, except for the arms, the blood vessels in other parts are like gates. After all the blood flows out, they close slowly, and the capillaries expand, opening the blood and flesh channels, and flowing to the arms.

In addition to maintaining the most basic oxygen supply to the brain, almost all the blood in Sikong's body was collected in his arms, making his arms, like a blood-congested dragon, surging with blood visible to the naked eye!

In addition to the blood on the hair, at a speed visible to the naked eye, all the hair on Sikong's body turned dark yellow. Immediately, the hair that Sikong had carefully cared for for a year fell out one after another, revealing his bald head again.

Face-changing Hu Chu was flustered at the beginning, and after suppressing his timidity towards Sikong, he smiled coldly, and instead of staying, he went to the sky.

Back-born double wings, fluorescent like bands.

Flicking his face and beard, he seemed to want to see the warrior at the end of the sky, far away from the narrow land, away from the sea of ​​flames transpiring, passing through the thin clouds of ashes, and heading towards the purple sea of ​​thunder that was shooting out thunder snakes!

At this time, it was [-] meters away from the ground, and the rock formations on the ground were like dust, and the sea of ​​fire was connected together, leaving only the eyes full of red.

Even if he is an iron man, if he falls from here, he will definitely be smashed into pieces!

A large amount of adrenal hormones and thyroid hormones were secreted, and Sikong, like an indefatigable machine, punched the cheeky temple again.

Hundreds of explosive fists!
The 88 explosions seemed so small and insignificant amidst the howling wind and the distant crackling of thunder and lightning.

But this is the persistence in Sikong's heart, his hope for survival!

Never stop!

Even with the tenacity of a dying mecha, under the Sikong Fist who was in an absolute madness, the vibrations were passively transmitted, causing the face to be dizzy and the brain to be dizzy. The ears seemed to be beating gongs and drums, and the flying figure was up and down. , is difficult to stabilize.

close, close...

Lei Hai was in sight from afar, and his face turned to Hu as relieved, suddenly feeling like he was escaping life and death, if he had known that he would meet the person behind him, maybe he would have given up his plan to chase and kill Scar.

However, it is good to survive.

Although the human dying mech is made of metal, it will form a bypass when flying into the sea of ​​thunder, as an electric field protection, and it can escape from the sky. On the other hand, the person behind it is a body of flesh and blood, and it will undoubtedly die!

I, after all, won!

The screaming sound wave pierced Sikong's eardrum long ago, and when Sikong raised his head, his gradually blurred eyes saw a purple patch not far away.

There was a smile uglier than crying on the corner of Sikong's mouth, and he looked away, but it fell on Changlianhu.

'How could I die here...'

The Eye of Origin!

The eye of origin, which had been silent for many days, reappeared, coming from Chang Lianhu, and all kinds of complicated information were analyzed in Sikong's eyes.

However, it seems that due to the fact that the information carried by the face is too complicated and the origin is too ancient, when Sikong only felt that it exceeded the limit of his eyes, a piece of inexplicable information appeared——

Low-dimensional, alien, sinner, three inches below the neck, lack of fire, kill, kill, kill...

The killing intent from an unknown source resurfaced, filling Sikong's mind. It overcame Sikong's gradually blurring touch and severe pain, and his mind suddenly became clear!
Three inches below the neck, the fire defect? !

Sikong took a tight breath, as if he understood something, he gave up suppressing the superstring furnace in his body.

Immediately, the superstring furnace broke out, buzzing like a caged animal, and inside it, seven groups of fires of different colors were burning, licking the furnace wall, burning it red, making the furnace wall The colorful glaze is lifelike and vivid.

However, these seven groups of fires circulated with each other, falling into a stable balance as one ebbed and the other rose!

While the superstring furnace was running at high speed, a flame cloak was slowly draped over Sikong's body, in colorful glazed colors, jumping erratically, flowing endlessly, making him look like a god-man.

"This, this is a complete food chain colorful stove!"

Hu Yuguang saw the cloak on Sikong's body, with an expression of disbelief, and shouted in disbelief.

At the same time, a powerful force emanated from the superstring furnace, and then, three inches below the face and neck, a palpitating white flame of life suddenly burst out.

"No, no, no..."

Seeing this fire of life, Chuan Hu seemed to understand something, with a look of panic, his hands tightly covering his neck, intending to extinguish it.

But the fire of life burned bigger and bigger, and in an instant, it covered his whole body.

Then, the fire of life was absorbed by the superstring furnace in Sikong's body.

In an instant, Chuan Lian Hu's eyes fell into deathly gray, the hand covering his neck relaxed, and the figure of the purple sea of ​​thunder he had been flying towards also stopped abruptly.

Sikong held the black handle on the shoulder of the face-changing beard with both hands, changed the direction of flight, and landed slowly.

'thump! '

A dead body fell in front of Shuotouan and the others. His empty glasses were still looking up at the gray sky, with the despair of his life still remaining inside.

Shameless, the second maintainer, die!
Sikong stood on top of the corpse with his spine erect.

The small body seems to hold up the entire sky!
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