The tyrant is indeed powerful, and this foot has at least several tons of strength, and it is afraid that it will be easily trampled on if it is replaced by a small car. But how can a car be compared with a salary?

Although the output efficiency of energy per second is far less than that of a real nuclear power plant, the energy extracted in an instant is enough to do a lot of unscientific things beyond human cognition.

Powerful energy gathers in the arms and fists, adding a layer of defense, and at the same time, it also brings a powerful inhuman power to Mengxin. With a punch, there was even a sharp scream in the air!

Shout!

Meng Xin's punch blasted from the bottom to the top, colliding with the seemingly indestructible kick. Next to the portal, the Butcher of Heaven squinted at the scene, a seeping smile curled into the corners of his mouth.

A tyrant's kick, there must be monsters that can block it, and there must be alien professionals who can block it, but it is definitely not a weak human being!

Even if this human body exudes strange energy fluctuations, it is the best among human beings, it is impossible to resist a tyrant's kick. If the racial differences were so easily negated, would these monsters still have a way to live?

However, the next scene made him dumbfounded. That human actually overturned the tyrant with one punch, and the tyrant's leg was actually missing a part, and it was lost by this punch!?

The Butcher of Heaven had a pig's face, full of consternation.

On the top of the mountain where I haven't seen a human being in a year, I can't say that I have climbed a human being, and I am still so powerful?

The Butcher of Heaven felt a little incredible, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled into a smile. It's funny, it's very interesting, it's been a long time since I've eaten human meat, so it looks like I can taste it today.

"Hey, don't beat this person too badly, it's not going to taste good!" the Butcher of Heaven shouted, and then he had a bunch of kitchen utensils in his hand: a cutting board, a stove, a pot, etc., and even a gas canister!

The Butcher of Heaven took out the green onions, ginger and garlic, and began to chop them up, the minced green onions, ginger and garlic flew in the air and landed on a delicate glass plate.

The Butcher of Heaven's mouth was drooling uncontrollably, snorting from time to time, and his eyes were full of the wonderful appearance of Meng Xian, a human being who had been cooked, and had fallen into a self-constructed illusion.

And the real battle is definitely not what he imagined.

The tyrant who was blown off the soles of his feet by the extremely restrained energy impact fell to the ground, but it had no emotion and no pain, how could it be painful, his mind was full of fighting consciousness, and he only wanted to fight at the moment. Something similar to a T virus or simply a T virus began to take effect, and on the section of the tyrant's wound, the granulations surged, bulged, and swelled, and the new paw of a ship quickly regenerated, and there was no local suppression of the restraints, and the size of this foot was larger than the other foot under the restraints, and the gray-black cuticle glowed with a metal-like light, showing its strength and power.

The tyrant stood up and strode towards Mengxin. As it ran, the restraints began to disassemble automatically, and the other tyrant was doing the same thing, standing still.

Running up to Meng Xin, the tyrant's restraint was dismantled, revealing the body of a monster that was extremely strong. It was the same gray-black cuticle as the surface of the foot, wrapping its chest, abdomen, knees and calves and other vital points all over its body in a form similar to armor, and several cracks on the chest extended to the arms and ribs, and the red magma-like light surged in the cracks, flickering and darkening, exuding powerful, evil, and tyrannical fluctuations, the tyrant at this moment was like a demon god!

This is the true form and complete strength of the level 5 boss!

The two tyrants, who had recovered to their original state and greatly increased their strength, attacked Mengxin one after the other. The tyrant who had broken his foot once, his fist thicker than the barrel of a cannon, was obviously more powerful than the cannonball. Time slowed down, and the air was squeezed, twisted, and exploded where the fist passed. This punch, the power is absolutely speechless, ordinary level 5 monsters must die, and ordinary level 5 bosses, such as Skeletron, the predecessor of soul fire, absolutely explode on the spot.

Meng Xin's face was solemn...... A sixth-sense-like instinct told him that the energy supply was of little use to this thick-skinned tyrant, and that his armor was definitely not covered. Only by breaking through the armor can you truly kill this burly humanoid troll.

So...... At the wrist armor of Meng Xin, a long needle of energy more than half a meter long instantly condensed and stabbed into the tyrant's fist.

The momentum is like a bamboo, and the hot knife cuts the butter!

The Finishing Spike easily broke through the tyrant's fist, and Mengxin's mental power surged, attaching to the spike, and the spike's attack range suddenly expanded into a large spike, rushing all the way, piercing the tyrant's arm hard, and the entire shoulder was removed in an instant.

Before the tyrant could react, Meng Xin threw another punch, and the energy shock compressed into the fist, hitting the tyrant's shoulder wound, and then ......

Fried!

The tyrant exploded into shards from the inside out, his tough armor scattered with minced flesh, and one of the chunks fell into the Butcher of Heaven's oil-filled pot, ready to heat up, waking him up.

The Butcher of Heaven looked at the piece that was definitely not human flesh, and was stunned for a moment, his small eyes were instantly covered with rich blood, and his mouth let out an angry scream.

"Bastard—" The Butcher of Heaven jumped, and with a flash of his sword, a crack appeared in the head of the still living tyrant, and then the gap went all the way down, and then the tyrant was split in two.

If there are scales at this moment, and the two halves of the corpse are placed on both sides, the pointer must be pointed straight to the center, and it is not bad!

That's the power of a chef!

The power of the Butcher of Heaven, who is angry!

The Butcher of Heaven let out a pig-like snort, and two feet of white gas on the pig's nose sprayed, sprayed, and sprayed again, and walked towards Mengxin step by step. The kitchen knife in his hand is still the same as before, rusty and at the same time kept absolutely dry, and the chopping just now did not have the slightest pollution to the knife.

"Damn food, lie down in the bowl for me!" the Butcher of Heaven roared, and with a stomp of his foot, he appeared in front of Meng Xin in a teleportation, and the kitchen knife slashed down at an indescribable speed.

Die!

For a moment, Meng Xin only had time to have such a thought, and he instinctively went out of his body.

The vision changed suddenly, and Meng Xin saw that his body was cut in two, and the section was so neat and smooth that it was simply an absolutely smooth plane with zero friction coefficient in physics class!

MMP Lao Tzu can't help but want to put a slider and push it!

Meng Xin's eyes widened, and his soul waited for this terrible and hateful pig-headed man.

Die!

As soon as Meng Xin's mind moved, his whole soul rushed to the Heavenly Butcher.

The Butcher of Heaven only felt a throbbing in his soul, and he only had time to raise his head before he was punched by Meng Xuan.

How similar is the scene to just now?

However, the result is completely different. The Butcher of Heaven was stunned.

He saw his body, from a third-person perspective, extremely weird! He was sure that he was right, that majestic body, the round back of the pig's head, and the fat and firm pig buttocks were simply the sexiest body in the monster world, wasn't he who?

Just, why do you see your own body?

The Butcher of Heaven turned his head and saw that Meng Xin was pinching his neck, and he was immediately angry. The kitchen knife was about to be chopped down when he raised it, but he didn't have a kitchen knife in his hand at all.

Nani?

The Butcher of Heaven didn't react, and the pig's trotters hit Meng Xin by inertia, but Meng Xin was casually blasted away.

"Dead pig, dare to split Lao Tzu's body, Lao Tzu has to let you live better than die today!"