Chapter 905: It's too uncompetitive

Song Chuyang also saw it, haha, butcher, you just enjoy it.

"Haha, you waste dim sum, you are still thinking about this at this time, no wonder you can only rely on external forces to become a consummation grandmaster-level master!" Song Chuyang did not forget to damage the butcher at this time.

The butcher stopped talking, clenched his fists and wanted to attack Song Chuyang.

But his body was soft, and his head was a little less clear, and he had to sway there as if he was drunk.

"Look at me!" Song Chuyang smiled coldly, and his hands gathered a handful of mud again.

Then he fixed his eyes on the most conspicuous place of the butcher now, and the butcher was a little uneasy: "What do you want to do?"

"Haha, I don't want to you anyway!" As soon as these words fell, Song Chuyang attacked the butcher's most vulnerable and sensitive place with mud blocks.

The butcher's eyes are about to fall off!

Nima!

On weekdays, I'm not close to women at all, okay?

In order to become the first-class master of the Mitoro Association, don't talk about women, you can't even quit masturbating!

Why are you so unlucky, and suddenly think about popping at a critical moment?

Hell alive it!

The usual ascetic life made it even more difficult for the butcher to control himself at the moment, I saw that his face was flushed, his eyebrows were almost twisted together, and his empty hands were clenched into fists and opened for a while, as if they were very messy.

Song Chuyang also felt strange, this trick had not been used before, but the effect didn't seem to be so prominent.

But since the person in front of him can't stand this, then ......

With a smile, Song Chuyang quickened the movements in his hands.

Listening only to the sound of the swishing wind, countless pieces of mud went straight to the butcher's three ways.

The butcher's lungs are all blown up!

This special forces king is definitely the most shameless opponent he has ever seen!

He secretly swore that as long as the little dirty thoughts in his heart disappeared, he would make sure that this special forces king was good-looking!

The butcher greeted all the female relatives of the other party as he did his best to dodge the hateful mud.

Every time he moved his body, the butcher felt extremely painful, and today he really saw what it meant to be......

It is said that if you take too big a step, you will pull the egg, Nima, when you come to him, you can move casually, and you feel that your egg is going to break, it's just unbearable.

As the abuser Song Chuyang, it was so interesting to watch the butcher choke the green tendons on his forehead.

"There's something even more fun!" Song Chu said in his heart.

Shaking his hands, it was another trick of the goddess scattering flowers.

More of them, covering a larger area, and faster blocks of mud instantly enveloped the butcher's entire body.

I'll wipe it! This shameless special forces king, I'm not done with you!

When the butcher with limited mobility saw this posture, his throat was so angry that he vomited blood!

He dodged left and right, covering up and down, but unfortunately he was still dragged back by his little brother.

In a painful discomfort, the movement slowed down by half a beat.

After listening to the sound of "popping" a few times, the butcher was hit by those mud in several places, and the pain suddenly spread all over his body.

Before the pain was gone, the butcher discovered something even worse.

The glass syringe in the right hand was shattered at some point!

Wipe!

What a beep dog!

Looking at the half of the syringe in his hand, the butcher was about to cry!

Originally, there was a special potion in my heart, and I still had a little bottom in my heart, although I was in trouble both internally and externally for a while, but it was also within my control.

As long as the opponent's offensive is weak, he can take the opportunity to inject special effect potions, and the special forces king will become a thing of the past!

It's just that the opponent's attack,It's always been very aggressive.,Don't say you fight back.,Even dodging is a problem.。

It's all their own little brothers who don't fight, and now it's completely over!

I'm going to cut it when I go back!

The butcher was spontaneously ruthless.

Song Chuyang watched his face turn from red to black, then from black to blue, and finally from blue to white, and laughed: "Hey, it turns out that in addition to using potions, you can also change your face!"

The butcher came to his senses, looked at him hatefully, and slowly took a few steps back.

Song Chuyang smiled: "What's the matter? If you can't beat it, you want to slip away? Is this also your style of the Mitoro Association?"

After a pause, his tone suddenly became serious: "It's a pity that you only want to escape now, it's too late." ”

As soon as the word "has" came out, Song Chuyang punched the butcher like an arrow off the string.

There is no fist style at all.

It's the Nine Wounds Punch!

Aggression is like fire!

The butcher's face turned pale, and he quickly retreated despite his brother's protests.

But Song Chuyang is faster than him!

Before the butcher's feet moved, Song Chuyang's fist had already been handed to his chest.

Spit out the punch!

With a bang, the butcher's tower-like body was instantly knocked into the air.

Song Chuyang didn't breathe, kicked his feet, chased after him, and punched the butcher several times.

The butcher had no time to resist and was immediately seriously injured.

He fell to the ground with a thud, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Song Chuyang fell to the ground lightly, looked at the dead dog-like butcher with cold eyes, and said, "Even a garbage like you, you deserve to be called by my name?"

The butcher struggled and said, "You, don't be too happy, I'm ......"

Before he finished speaking, Song Chuyang stepped on his chest and said, "What did you say?"

The chest was hit hard again, and the butcher reflexively hugged his feet, spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and gasped: "This time, if you hadn't broken the potion, I, I wouldn't have lost, cough cough ......"

Song Chuyang raised his head, touched his chin and said, "You can be regarded as admitting that I won, right?"

The butcher was immediately angry again, and said hatefully, "What......'s the matter? You scumbag!"

Song Chuyang lowered his head when he heard this, and while straining his feet, he said, "I'm despicable, then what is your potion? Is it cheating?"

The butcher suddenly couldn't breathe, his face turned purple, and he coughed up blood.

Seeing that he was about to suffocate to death, Song Chuyang retracted his strength and sighed: "Seeing that you are so stupid, I will tell you an interesting thing, anyway, if you are stupid, no one will believe it." ”

As he spoke, he leaned into the butcher's ear and whispered, "I am not only the king of special forces, but also the little overlord." ”

The butcher's eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of incredulity: "You!" The hands holding his feet suddenly tightened.

Song Chuyang was very satisfied with his reaction, spit out secretly on his feet, and said: "It's funny, but it's a pity that there are still fools who will believe stupid words, so I'm sorry." ”

With this foot, the butcher's internal organs were instantly crushed!

Staring at Song Chuyang unwillingly for a while, the butcher's hands loosened and he finally lost his breath.

Song Chuyang placed his hand on his dantian, absorbing the remaining internal force.

After a while, he slowly collected his merits, and said to himself: "I've been worried about not having enough internal strength to make the cut, and this fool happened to be sent to the door, it seems that my brother has been lucky lately, haha, there is hope for promotion!"

Glancing at the corpse happily, Song Chuyang took out a small bottle and sprinkled the medicinal powder inside on the corpse.

In a few breaths, green smoke began to rise from the corpse......