The evil god's feet stopped at a distance of about two centimeters from Qin Lang's chest, it wasn't that he was suddenly kind-hearted and ready to spare Qin Lang's life.

But at that moment, a pair of slightly thin hands clasped his ankles like iron tongs, so that the evil god couldn't move at all.

What's going on?

The evil god's mind was full of questions, but at this time, he couldn't allow him to continue thinking, and roared, increasing the strength of his feet again, trying to finish with one blow.

"Hoo ......"

"Kill!"

I don't know when, Qin Lang's eyes have turned into a palpitating blood red, and bright red blood oozes from his skin, as if he has been coated with a layer of red dye, and the whole person looks like a bloody man from a distance.

In an instant, the surging power was endless, as if it was about to break through Qin Lang's body.

The pain was unbearable as if it was being burned by flames, the blood flowing through the blood vessels was even more hot and itchy like lava, the heart began to beat violently, and the heart burned with an unprecedented will to fight.

He had to vent! or the whole person would be ruined!

It just so happened that the evil god became the object of his venting.

Catching up with Qin Lang's bloodthirsty gaze, the evil god who had been in a hundred battles and had never been afraid couldn't help but chuckle in his heart!

This is no longer the gaze of human beings at all, Qin Lang at this moment is like a ferocious beast that can devour everything!

The evil god had no doubt that Qin Lang would be able to devour himself alive next. Especially the cold, bloodthirsty eyes, seeing that the back of the evil god was a little cold, and a retreat involuntarily rose in his heart.

"Kill!"

Qin Lang roared, like a thunderbolt in the middle of the sky, as if the entire base was trembling with it! Struggling to get up, grabbing the hands of the evil god and instantly exerting force, his body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees like a spinning top, and threw it vigorously, "Buzzing" The evil god's body of more than two hundred catties spun in the air, and crashed straight into the railing in the corner of the ring.

"Boom"

Even though it was a railing made of special materials, it still couldn't withstand the impact of this overwhelming force, and the evil god's body smashed through the railing and continued to fly forward.

The moment his body flew off the railing, the battle was decided. However, at this moment, Qin Lang completely lost consciousness, in his eyes, there was only life and death, where was there any victory or defeat?

In addition to killing, it is still killing!

With a roar, he stood on the edge of the ring, kicked his legs, jumped high, and the whole person instantly caught up with the evil god at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and smashed it down with a hard punch, "boom", and the evil god's body was planted more than three feet into the ground like a cannonball.

This punch was extremely domineering, and the evil god was hit hard in an instant, with his internal organs displaced, his ribs broken, and his sternum shattered. Fortunately, the effect of the genetic medicine has not disappeared, and now he still doesn't feel any pain, he struggles to support his body, trembling all over, and blood flows from a wound on his arm and slowly drip down his fingers into the ground.

"The game is over, stop it!" Looking at the damaged ring, the referee finally reacted and hurriedly chased after him, waving a whistle while beckoning to the two.

It was Qin Lang's bloodthirsty and cruel eyes that answered him, which made the referee involuntarily take two steps back.

This man's eyes are terrifying!

"Don't worry about it! We, fight to the death! Don't die, don't stop!" The evil god wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without looking at the referee, and said coldly.

Since his debut, this is the first time that the evil god has been pressed and beaten, and he has no power to fight back. This is simply a shame for him, who has always been competitive.

"This ......" The referee encountered this kind of sudden situation for the first time, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while, so he had to run towards the direction of the stands.

"What kind of genetic medicine is that? Why is it so terrifying?" Old man Lin, as one of the referees this time, naturally couldn't be absent, looking at the blood-red slightly familiar figure, his brows twisted into a Sichuan character.

As one of the few bigwigs in the military, Old Man Lin naturally knows about several existing genetic drugs in Huaxia, but he has never heard of that kind of genetic medicine with such an effect, can it be said that it is foreign?

The fight on Qin Lang's side naturally attracted the attention of the referee, looking at Qin Lang, who exuded a violent aura like a bloody man, Wang Bomb squinted, but with a hint of a smile on his face, turned his head to Wang Dynamite and said, "It seems that the old chief has already chosen that person for us." ”

Wang Explosives was startled, and lost his voice: "You mean, Long ......"

"Shhhhh ”

"Amitabha!" Master Kuzen got up, shook his head and said, "Let's go and be this judge!"

"Thank you, Master!"

"M, although I don't know why your strength has suddenly increased greatly, but Lao Tzu is not easy to mess with!

Character determines everything, the evil god took the lead this time, after a period of running, his right foot stepped forward, and with the momentum of rushing forward, his left fist was clenched, and his fist was like a meteorite falling from the sky in a moment, with a burst of blazing fist wind, directly hitting Qin Lang's face.

One punch will determine the victory! Either he dies or I die!

This punch was like a water pump, almost draining all the power in the evil god's body.

Facing the full force of the evil god's blow, Qin Lang did not flinch in the slightest, a trace of excitement flashed in his red eyes, and he clenched his fists and met it with a roar.

"Phew"

The fists of the two collided together, and the air around them seemed to become hot and dry in an instant.

There was a crisp click, and the bodies of the two flew out upside down at the same time, and Qin Lang's body hit the edge of the ring, almost not knocking the ring apart directly.

And the evil god is even more exaggerated, the whole person is like a cannonball smashed into the stone wall that is two meters thick, exaggerated like a cartoon character in a cartoon, and the whole person is directly trapped in it.

"Wow, poof......" The evil god's mouth squirted out a mouthful of jet-black blood with the dregs of internal organs, this punch not only shattered the entire arm of the evil god, but also hit the internal organs again, and the brain was deprived of oxygen for a while, and he almost fainted directly.

At this moment, the effect of the genetic medicine gradually disappeared, and the severe pain hit the whole body, not to mention that the evil god could move, and even his breathing could tremble in pain - he was really injured too badly, coupled with the backlash of the genetic medicine, in the dark, the evil god seemed to see the thunder tiger beckoning to him......

In comparison, Qin Lang's situation seems to be much better. After all, the strength of his body is far from being comparable to that of the evil god, the entire right arm that was dislocated by the shock is high and swollen as if it has mutated, blood is constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth, his legs are trembling a little, and he has a symptom of severe collapse after strong stroke, but he stands up tremblingly.

He is the winner of this battle!

"Whirring ......"

Heavy breathing was accompanied by difficult steps, and Qin Lang's figure came from far and near.

The evil god had completely lost his combat effectiveness, and his whole body was in severe pain, and he was exhausted so he had to reluctantly close his eyes, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered and waiting for death to come.

"Wait!Stop!" Just when Qin Lang was still two steps away from the evil god, a low, thick and deep voice behind him, as if the sound of an ancient chime bell came from behind him.

About two meters away from him, an old man with pale temples stood there quietly, the furrows and wrinkles on his face were the marks left by the years of tempering.

The old man raised his head slightly, a trace of majesty passed between his eyebrows, and he said lightly: "Young man, the king has been defeated, since you have already won, why don't you give the old man a thin face and leave him a way out?"

Wang Bomb in the stands touched his chin, looked at the old man with a deep expression, and said playfully: "Tsk...... This old guy finally couldn't help it. However, it's a pity ......"

As for the old man's words, Qin Lang didn't seem to hear them—in fact, he didn't hear them even when he lost consciousness.

Shaking like a zombie, he came to the evil god, slowly raised his head, and looked at the evil god who was deeply trapped in the wall and couldn't move, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This man must die!

Qin Lang grabbed the collar of the evil god, pulled it vigorously, and directly pulled the evil god out like pulling a turnip, and then tilted his head forward, "snapping" The bridge of the evil god's nose, which was not very tall, collapsed instantly, and blood suddenly spurted out, splashing Qin Lang's face.

Of course, this is not the end, Qin Lang didn't wait for the dizzy evil god to come back to his senses, and hit the evil god on the belly with another knee. The evil god spat out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow", and the whole person lay on the ground like watery noodles - he really couldn't stand up.

Qin Lang ignored his words, the old man's face was a little ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Young man, leave a line in life, and see each other in the future." That's pretty much it, there's no need to take his life, right?"

"Smack"

What answered him was Qin Lang's punch. Of course, the target of this punch was naturally not the old man, but the dying evil god. With a punch, the evil god instantly lost consciousness, bled from the seven orifices, and slowly fell to the ground.

Originally, he still had a glimmer of life, but because of the backlash of genetic medicine, the muscles and veins of his whole body were broken......

The captain of the Black Prison Team, a generation of killing gods, has fallen.

"You!" The old man was angry, and pointed at Qin Lang with an unhappy face: "At a young age, you are actually murderous!

"Yes!"

Behind the old man, two old men in black robes stepped forward quickly, and were about to make a move with Qin Lang, when two beautiful women suddenly jumped out of the crowd, stood up in front of Qin Lang, and shouted for the petite woman at the head: "You dare to touch him?"

One of the old men shouted coldly: "Bold! This is the chief's order! Get out of the way!"

Wang Xinnan sneered: "Since they all said that they are fighting for life and death, what if they are the chief?

"Hmph, these two bad old men must be punished!" Han Weiwei hid in the crowd, secretly took out a slingshot, looked at the crotch of the two of them, and quickly shot.

"Whoosh!"

The stones came quickly, but the two old men were first-class masters, always vigilant. The moment Han Weiwei made a move, they felt a subtle murderous aura. Although the stone was accurate, it was taken down by the two of them with their hands.

"Who?"

"Who is so vile and vicious?"

Han Weiwei's stones shook the palms of the two of them, and the old man with a hooked nose at the head looked angry, and his small snake-like eyes turned rapidly in the crowd, but in the end nothing was found.

After all, if you want to be a qualified sniper, concealment kung fu is quite important, and if it is discovered so easily, Han Weiwei, a self-proclaimed genius sniper, will have a little bad looks on her face.

"Amitabha, good and good! Two donors, why don't you leave this son to me to deal with?" The voice of the dry Zen master that made people feel like a spring breeze came, and the fighting intent in the hearts of the originally tense people instantly calmed down.

The old man nodded at Master Kuzen and said, "Since this is the case, then we will retire first." ”

Looking at the old man's distant back, Han Weiwei put her hands to her mouth and whispered: "Old - Wang --- eight!

At this time, the old man turned back suddenly, but found that there was no one somewhere, frowned, stopped and walked away quickly.