Looking at the armored door that was still alive with its chest pierced through the heart, Song Yin's eyes flashed again, and he flew into the air, leaping into the crowd like a tiger among sheep. The white air flew away, shaking away the people around him. It swings far.
"Evil!"
Song Yin faced the armored disciple whose chest was pierced, his eyes almost ignited with anger. He stretched out his big hand and held down the evil head. He pressed hard with his fingers, and the white breath came from his hand and poured into it. The head exploded with a bang, and the headless body staggered and fell, but this time it didn't get up again.
"Wow!"
Behind him, an armored disciple with a jet-black wolf claw sewn on his arm jumped up suddenly, and his sharp claws with a cold glow penetrated Song Yin's neck.
Ding!
The crisp sound was like the clash of gold and iron, and the tip of the claw couldn't make an inch of it when it came into contact with the skin of Song Yin's neck.
Song Yin didn't even look at it. He crushed the evil hand before and made a fist. He suddenly punched back. The powerful white energy brought up followed the back of the fist and hit the armored door's face, blasting his body from the chest up. It shattered, and the white energy gushing out of it also stopped the movement of the armored door rushing from behind.
"Um!!"
Song Yin groaned in his throat and used one foot to brush sideways like a whip, bringing up a string of afterimages. The afterimages brushed directly against the upper body of the three armored doors. Following three explosions, The bodies of the three people exploded to pieces, and even their flesh and blood were evaporated cleanly by the white gas.
In just a few moments before entering the scene, several people had been killed, and their violence made Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng at the door tremble with fear.
They could see those people clearly. Except for the armored sect who was beaten to death by Song Yin at the beginning, the others showed that their magic power was restrained and transparent, and they seemed to have infinite power when they moved. They are all signs of the third level of Qi refining' fighting power.
But in front of Song Yin, he was no different from a little chicken. With a lift of his hands and a flick of his feet, the person was gone.
Wang Qizheng was even more frightened. After all, he had never seen it with his own eyes like Zhang Feixuan. He just heard that his senior brother was very strong, and the so-called Dao aura was too painful. He was just afraid of his senior brother. But now that he saw it, it was not only Fear is so simple, but this damn thing is too fierce!
A group of Qi Practitioners who are at least the third level, or Qi Practitioners from the Armored Sect. Even if they are masters, it will take some effort to fight. How can they be trampled to death like a small insect?
"oh!!"
Kicking three of them with one kick, the armor-clad disciples froze in their movements, but then cheered. There was no trace of fear in their eyes, only deep excitement.
"It turns out he's not a sneak attack villain!"
In the distance, an excited voice sounded, and two figures appeared above the ring. The former was wearing a black robe and had a broad figure, while the latter revealed his figure, revealing a glowing bald head. Under the bald head, there is a pair of bloodshot red eyes, and under the red eyes, there is a pair of compound eyes on the cheeks, as if they are stitched in, densely spread all over the cheeks.
And his body is even more exaggerated, a majestic and muscular body, and on the chest, there is a ferocious lion head that takes up most of the chest. The head seems to be sewn together, but it looks like those armored doors. The sutured parts are the same, not dry, but vivid.
Behind him, there are a large number of torsos. The upper part has countless arms, some are human, some are animal, and some are insect joints. The lower part also has human legs, spider legs, animal claws and the like. , and behind the buttocks, there are several completely different tails swaying.
Looking from a distance, this man looks like he is wearing a layer of armor...
Song Yin kept moving, turned around and rushed forward. He punched out with a surging white energy, smashing half of the armored doors that were about to rush from behind. Then he raised his head and looked at the sudden The two people who appeared had even more anger in their eyes.
"Brother, I like this guy and I want to fight him!" The bald head covered in 'armor' stretched out his forked tongue like a snake's letter and smiled softly.
"No, he's mine!"
The man in the cloak roared hoarsely, "If you try to rob me, I'll beat you to death first!"
"I'm not afraid of you, brother!"
The bald head also glared angrily, but soon remembered something. He looked at Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng at the door. Two pairs of eyes stopped at Wang Qizhen, and his forked scarlet tongue scraped around his mouth, revealing a ferocious expression. Then he smiled crazily: "Oh... isn't this the puppy from Jinxianmen? I understand, you are here to grab that batch of goods."
As he spoke, he leaned forward, and with a bang, he jumped away from the high place, sending out a circle of smoke and dust. He swooped down and shot towards the door like an arrow from a string.
"You can deal with two of them. Fight me. If you beat me, I will give you this batch of goods! Hahahaha!"
Song Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, moved his steps, and was about to raise his arm to hit the bald head that shot towards him. Suddenly, a big gray hand held his wrist tightly. The big hand was extremely huge, at least much bigger than Song Yin's hand. Three times as strong as an adult compared to a child, the heavy force made Song Yin's wrists stop.
boom!
After being blocked by someone, the bald head shot directly over and hit the bodies of the two people, shattering the mountain pass for several minutes and bringing up a cloud of dust and mist.
Song Yin raised his head and met the eyes in the hood, which were also a pair of blood-colored pupils. In the darkness, his mouth seemed to be grinning, and there was also a touch of blood.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
The remaining armored disciples automatically gathered into a circle at this time, stretched out their arms that were sewn together with unknown objects, and shouted wildly.
"You are not a sneak attack villain. You are very strong. You dare to deal with armored disciples like me. You are very brave. I like you!"
The man in the cloak said in a hoarse voice: "Fight with me. As long as you don't die, I will lead you into the armored door!"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, his body tilted, and the big hand holding his wrist swung along with Song Yin's arm, and tilted downward, moving his body downward until it was lower than Song Yin's head.
"What a great power!" The man in the cloak said in surprise.
call!
His legs and feet suddenly moved apart, tilted along his body and raised high like a battle axe, and struck Song Yin's shoulder and neck with great force.
Its force was huge, and when it struck Song Yin, it shook the entire arena.
However, this blow did not make Song Yin shake even a little bit, let alone being knocked down by the kick, it didn't even shake him one bit.
"So hard!" The man in the cloak seemed to be even more happy.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, he felt his body being pulled directly, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Song Yin swung his wrist and pulled the person holding his wrist to the ground. He raised his legs and feet and stepped straight towards his head.
"You evil spirit, are you worthy of fighting me?!"
Song Yin shouted loudly, his eyes widened with anger like a diamond fire, and a ball of white air burst out from his raised foot.
boom! !
He stepped hard, leaving a huge hole in the ground. Smoke and dust exploded, causing a large amount of gravel to fly. The heavy force made the gravel fly like darts, piercing into the surroundings of the ring, and there were even armored ones who were unlucky. Men, his head was pierced by the sharp gravel, he fell to the ground and twitched, and soon lost his voice.
The smoke and dust quickly dissipated. Song Yin glanced at the empty depression and looked forward. He saw the man in the cloak already standing in front of him. He grabbed his hand and waved the cloak away, revealing He had a sinister face and a gray-black body like steel.
The muscles of the body are like steel bars. The body is naked and not wearing any clothes. In other words, the muscles on the body are like clothes.
He even has no sexual characteristics, and his lower body is extremely smooth, neither protruding outward nor concave in, like a gray steel man.
Lian Ren's expression became increasingly fanatical and ferocious. He stepped forward, moved his hands forward and back, and shouted, "I am Lian Ren, the leader of the Armored Sect!"
Seeing this body, Song Yin's pupils shrank, his face became more solemn, and the killing intent exploded in his eyes even more.
He could see where the muscles of the body were, that was flesh and blood, flesh and blood that had been torn off and sewn back together!
Sure enough, those tangled muscles suddenly bloomed from his body and turned into tentacle-like things.
Lian Ren lowered his body, like a tiger hunting, with his mouth almost touching his ears: "So far, I have killed 207 Qi Refiners, 580 ferocious beasts, and 3,629 ferocious beasts. ! Come on, strong man, fight with me! Spray out blood, tear off limbs, and have a hearty battle of flesh and blood!"
