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It's like a continuation of the last fight, the tough guy iron fist against the fast legs of the little dreadlocks, and the fight scene of physical collision is staged on the street again!

Flesh Collision ...... The passion of burning blood, the ferocity of fists and feet, the sweat of swaying, and the wanton hormones......

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that.

If the battle between the two of them can still be regarded as 'normal', then the scene that happened on the street a few hundred meters north of them can be classified as 'abnormal'.

Raising your hand is a huge pillar of fire, and the destruction is symmetrical, burning through the two face-to-face stores!

Mu Qian still thought with some bad taste: If the lesson from the past, if Song Shijing's stupid person wants to compensate the owners of these two stores, wouldn't he have to live in the snack bar for a few years?

Of course, this is just a casual thought, and there is nothing to worry about. Song Shijing didn't say that she was a daughter......

Being able to reverie so leisurely in the face of the enemy, it can't be said that Mu Qian disrespects the opponent, it can only be said that ......

The opponent is too weak.

"Don't come here!"

The deputy leader of the soul recovery team who was still in the air just now was already covered with cold sweat at this time.

His figure was a little thin, he didn't look very old, and his face was a little pale......

Mu Qian just appeared, resisting the pillar of fire that he burned with all his might, making him break out in a cold sweat like this.

It can be directly judged as: this guy, virtual.

After hearing him shout, Mu Qian really stopped, but only for a second...... Step again, and the pace is a little different.

From the time the left foot leaves the ground to the time it touches the ground, the process seems uneventful...... But the moment the soles of Mu Qian's sneakers touched the ground, the deputy leader of the Soul Restoration team flew out directly, as if someone had punched him in the chest.

"It's so weak. ”

This sentence was returned by Mu Qian intact.

"Damn!" Song Shijing thought about this sentence just now, and was directly shouted out by the deputy leader of the soul recovery.

Mu Qian's little fingers clasped his nostrils, "Go die early, I'm going to rush over to buy limited periodicals, I'm full of blood." ”

"Ahem! Here's my line!"

The deputy leader of the Resurrection spurted out a mouthful of blood, clenched his fists tightly, and flames burned in the air, quickly burrowing into his palm.

Wait for the enemy to gather strength and experience the thrill of soul sublimation in extreme power?

Mu Qian didn't have this problem.

Therefore, he took a step forward, and his figure appeared strangely in front of the deputy leader of the Soul Recovery, face to face.

With the impact of the knee, the body of the deputy leader of the Soul Restoration seemed to slowly deform again, but in the next moment, it flew upside down like a cannonball.

Straight through the walls of the store!

In the ruins, the deputy leader of the resurrected soul was unable to move his whole body, and fell into the glass slag and bricks, extremely embarrassed.

"I don't want to annoy people all day, you can only die here, although whoever you hand over to judge will kill you. ”

Mu Qian raised his hand and aimed at the blood-stained face of the deputy leader of the Soul Recovery, still feeling a little awkward.

The last time I was in the park, the man who was playing ball was about to kill Song Shijing, and he was in a hurry. This time, the opponent has already lost his combat effectiveness by his own beating, and he is just making up for the last sword.

He hasn't killed people for many years, and even in the face of this kind of guy who wantonly deprives people of their lives, Mu Qian doesn't know how to start.

This is probably one of the results of the re-engineering project.

After all, ordinary people can directly kill people if they disagree with each other.

Mu Qian looked for a feeling, when he first succeeded to the throne of the demon king, he killed all the way up, and killed I don't know how many competitors in the demon world.

Later, when he went to avenge the old demon king, he bloodied the strongest families of the original demon slayer overnight, wiped out almost all the powerful demon slayer masters in the human main plane at that time, and calmed the human world and the demon world for a thousand years.

It seems that that incident is still quite famous, but human society is controlled and blocked by demon slayers behind their backs, and Mu Qian doesn't know how they describe the events of that year......

"It's just killing someone, what do you want to do so much. ”

Mu Qian shook his head, and his raised hand was about to press down......

"I'm going to bury you with you!" the expression of the deputy leader of the Soul Restoration team was full of hideousness.

There was no pull on the lock of any grenade, and there was no offensive of any kind, and the guy could not move except for the trembling of his body.

The only thing that can move is his mouth.

"Sacrifice! I offer my life to you!Come, my master!" the deputy leader of the remarriage group cried out in pain, and with his shout, blood flowed from his eyes, nostrils, and ear piercings, like several poisonous snakes crawling out!

Mu Qian tilted his head and paused.

This breath seems to be ...... Old acquaintances?

He took a step back, though at any time he could crush the man's brain and halt the process of sacrificing souls.

But he didn't do that, and kept waiting.

It's not that it's big, it's not that it's okay to find excitement, it's just to see what this guy can 'sacrifice'.

The blood that flowed turned black.

Obviously bleeding outside, the body of the man on the ground kept expanding.

The limbs are getting thicker, the torso is getting bigger, and two hydration bags appear on the chest...... Originally, this young man was not tall, and he became like this, he was really not a human or a ghost, and he could be regarded as a monster.

The monster rose from the ground, and was already a burly and strong woman two meters tall, her hair growing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Black blood filled the monster's body, and pustules appeared on his body, as if dozens of rats were scurrying under his skin......

From the mouth of a shark's huge mouth, the shrill voice of a mixture of men and women came: "Accept your sacrifice, my devotee!

With a click, black thunder fell from the sky, and dark clouds were about to fall from the sky, and the sky was about to change.

Mu Qian watched quietly, and he didn't feel too disgusting, but was interested.

The flesh and blood on this monster's body kept wriggling, and after more than ten seconds, it had become a beautiful woman with a bewitching figure but a height of more than two meters, wearing black armor and holding a spear in her hand.

Directly transformed the human body?

It's pretty impressive.

"Hahaha!" The laughter of the deputy leader of the Soul Restoration team came from the body of this 'woman', "Ten minutes! I sacrificed my soul, and it took our organization a year to accumulate the vengeful soul, and I can make the power of our goddess come down for ten minutes! You are dead! Hahaha!"

Vengeful Spirits?

Mu Qian suddenly realized that revenge for revenge was actually for this.

Sure enough, is it the worship of revenge itself, or the belief in the goddess of vengeance?

After understanding this, he felt that this organization was not bad, at least the purpose was pure, and that those who were loyal to their beliefs should be respected.

So, he clenched his fists.

Porphyry!

A pair of black wings spread out behind the 'Nemesis', and the room on the second floor of this shop was immediately corroded by the black aura!

The pair of triangular eyes of the 'Nemesis' locked on Mu Qian's body, and when she raised her spear, her black wings were about to tremble, and a big battle was about to break out!

Poof! like a sound on a quilt.

Mu Qian's left fist appeared on the chest of the 'Nemesis' at some point, and his body also made an ordinary fist swing posture.

His fist didn't touch the black armor and stopped a few millimeters away, but Nemesis's body was like a deflated balloon, and a crack appeared behind it, and streams of black liquid were converging in it.

The pressure was too strong and it spattered, and black blood gushed upwards.

The 'Nemesis' eyes were full of astonishment, and her body slowly fell to her knees.

It was still the voice of the deputy leader of the Soul Recovery: "How can it be ......?"

"It's not impossible," Mu Qian took two steps back, not having a single trace of black blood on his body, "Nemesis, in fact, it's only a slightly stronger life, it's better to worship others than to worship yourself." ”

"You...... What the hell is ...... Who ......"

Mu Qian smiled, not saying anything more to the strange piece of flesh that had no signs of life, and he snapped his fingers, and the building burned on its own.

'Poor fellow, you didn't even call out a name,' Mu Qian shook his head, and the figure disappeared into the flames.

It's actually quite simple to shatter faith.

Just blow up the gods they believe in.