With a swing of his fist, the bloody corpse was knocked into the ground. His body was covered with fist marks and turned into a puddle of mud.
But the strange thing is that this thing shows no sign of death. It is twisting its body with great vitality and its eyes are still fierce.
"Can't I beat you to death?" Lu Chen's face was covered with blood and he showed a cold smile, "Then I will tear you into pieces. It depends on how you move."
He grabbed the bloody corpse's ankles, lifted it up, and slammed it onto the ground like a toy again and again.
Bang bang bang... The ground shook violently, and cobweb holes were made. Lu Shen almost smashed them into meat pies.
Ning Xiaochan originally wanted to stop Lu Chen, but she couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Lu Chen carrying out bloody corpses and smashing them like a violent murderer.
From this point of view, the bloody corpse became the victim.
"It's in line with his character." Ning Xiaochan opened her red lips slightly, thinking about Lu Chen's behavior of tying her to the bed, and had a preliminary understanding of this person, a bold and careful man.
According to the county government's records, Lu Chen's father is a martial artist, so does he have the true inheritance?
But at the age of seventeen, he has achieved what an ordinary martial artist would achieve in most of his life. This is because his talent is too strong.
How could there be such a monster in this small Daoxiang Village... Ning Xiaochan looked at the riot scene in the yard.
Bang... Lu Chen crushed the bloody corpse's chest with his kick and couldn't help but frown. If an ordinary person was attacked like this, he would have died suddenly.
But the monster under his feet was still struggling, and his strength was not small. The sharp fangs were intertwined and bite loudly, "Cousin, I am so hungry, so hungry!"
"It seems impossible to kill it using martial arts methods." Lu Chen gave a flying kick, and the bloody corpse's head instantly spun around.
Ning Xiaochan walked to the door, glanced at the miserable bloody corpse, and said, "With that dagger, ordinary means cannot kill Wei Wei."
Hearing this, Lu Chen reached out and touched his waist. A cold light suddenly appeared, and the dagger pierced the bloody corpse's head, nailing it to the ground.
The bloody corpse let out a miserable wail, and its head melted like boiling oil, releasing a large amount of white mist, which melted away like ice and snow under the sun.
[Source species: 1 point]
Looking at the prompts on the panel, Lu Chen's eyes flickered. The source of the original species was these weird things.
As for the fact that he got 3 points of source seed by touching the dagger before, it was probably because the woman had killed Wei Wei and the remaining energy was attached to the dagger.
After thinking about it, Lu Chen chose to continue improving the Black Tiger Fist without hesitation.
Although this bloody corpse has been solved, the road to the ancestral hall is definitely full of dangers. Naturally, the stronger he is, the better.
[Source: Lu Chen]
[Martial Arts: Black Tiger Fist (4/9)]
[Source species: 0 points]
The blood energy was like a great river, washing away the eight extraordinary meridians. Lu Chen felt that his strength had increased again, probably reaching 1,400 kilograms.
The fourth level of Black Tiger Fist is to re-rehearse the entire boxing technique and create a new routine of moves. The original moves have been changed from eighteen moves to thirty-two moves.
The evolved combination of moves also reaches a total of seventy-two moves.
Of course, the moment the evolution of these moves was completed, he was naturally absorbed by him, like a master who had been invading this boxing for decades.
The cells in his body were emitting joy, and his muscles were making a sound like a tightrope. He enjoyed the absolute control over his body, and couldn't help but be addicted to this powerful feeling.
If he had such a powerful body in his previous life, how difficult would it be for him to fly in a wingsuit? Even if he hits a mountain, he will just make a big hole and continue flying.
I don’t know what it will look like if I keep adding more points?
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Under the deep night, heavy fog filled the whole village, and voices could be heard faintly in the thick fog, like weeping and complaining.
"The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the atmosphere in the village is very wrong." Lu Chen sat opposite Ning Xiaochan, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Ning Xiaochan covered her belly and said in a deep voice: "It means that the effectiveness of the stone is weakening. We must rush to the ancestral hall as soon as possible, otherwise big problems will occur."
"How is your recovery from your injury?" Lu Chen looked at her and asked.
"Don't worry, I'm not as weak as you think." Ning Xiaochan straightened her back.
"Then let's go." Lu Chen nodded, stood up and walked into the next room.
Ning Xiaochan stood up and immediately felt that her face was hot. Her belly was uncovered, and a touch of pink was exposed on the edge of her tattered clothes.
No matter... Ning Xiaochan looked confused and walked towards the door. At this moment, Lu Chen came out of the room next to her.
The girl immediately bent down subconsciously and covered her white belly.
Lu Chen only found it funny and threw the clothes in his hand to her, "My clothes, if you don't mind, just deal with them."
"Thank you." Ning Xiaochan planned to wrap the clothes around her waist, but when it reached her lower back, she felt a pain.
There were obvious wounds on her shoulders, which seemed to have been injured by a sharp object. Although the bleeding was stopped, her movement was still restricted.
"I'm here to help you, stop inking." Lu Chen strode over, his slender waist without any fat, and its curves were like a fine sculpture.
He tore the clothes into strips of cloth and wrapped them round and round. He inevitably touched the soft skin on the way and could feel the slight trembling of the latter.
After the processing was completed, Lu Chen left the room and said, "Hurry up, time is running out."
Ning Xiaochan's face became hot and she responded vaguely, "Well, I'll do it right now."
"The ancestral hall is located in the west of the village. I know there is a small road that can get there faster." Lu Chen opened the door and his expression became solemn.
Ning Xiaochan regained her composure and held on to the door frame, "I have a way to avoid the weirdness. Just follow my instructions."
Lu Chen nodded. The latter had more experience than him in this regard.
The two stepped into the thick fog side by side. Lu Chen determined the direction and led Ning Xiaochan towards the ancestral hall.
The thick fog made the atmosphere depressing, and he could only vaguely distinguish the direction. From time to time in the strange fog, wailing, laughing, or a woman's voice could be heard.
Sometimes these sounds sound like they are in the horizon, and sometimes they sound like they are in my ears. They make my eyebrows ache and my heart feels like it is being suppressed by a heavy object.
He was about to turn to the left when he was grabbed by Ning Xiaochan, who held his breath and made a silent movement.
The next moment, Lu Chen's hair stood on end and his arms were covered with goose bumps. He saw a twisted figure looking over him in the thick fog.
It was a vague shadow. Although it had a human shape, it had long squirming beards behind it, exuding a chilling aura.
Fortunately, the thing only glanced at it, then turned and left.
Lu Chen's back was already wet with cold sweat. He glanced at his trembling palms. That thing just now... was very strong!
The two walked for nearly half a quarter of an hour before Ning Xiaochan relaxed and breathed, "This area is safe for the time being, but there are many ahead."
Lu Chen looked forward and pursed his lips slightly, "That's the direction of the ancestral hall. What was that black shadow just now?"
"I don't know, but my strength is much higher than mine." Ning Xiaochan shook his head.
It seems that he is still not strong enough... Lu Chen's heart sank a little, and he felt depressed. If he had been strong enough just now, he would definitely blast that black shadow.
The two rested for a while and were about to continue to the ancestral hall when they heard footsteps in the mist and the faint sound of children crying.
Lu Chen glanced at Ning Xiaochan, who shook his head and said, "Be careful, someone is coming."
In the thick fog, a shadow approached and cried out fiercely, "Everyone, come out quickly and save my parents."
As he got closer, his appearance gradually became clearer. He was an eight or nine-year-old child, wearing patched shorts and brown clothes. There were dazzling blood stains on his face and hands.
"That's Gouwa." Lu Chen saw clearly that the person who came was none other than Gouwa, the urchin in the village. He often played with him on weekdays. He was a somewhat naughty but innocent child.
But he did not step forward, but looked at Ning Xiaochan, who pursed her lips and remained silent for a while before whispering: "It's not weird, it's not dangerous."
Lu Chen walked up to him and asked with concern: "Gouwa, what happened?"
Gouwa was frightened by the sudden shadow and collapsed. When he saw clearly that it was Lu Shen, he wailed: "Brother Lu, go and save my parents, they... wow."
