Chapter 992: Heaven Can't Tolerate

Four helicopters landed one after another, and more than 30 people walked out of it.

These people all had cold faces and tattoos on their bodies, and a bloody killing aura emanated from them, which was even thicker and heavier than the dark clouds in the sky.

Those managers subconsciously stepped back, they were originally rushing over to greet them, but at this time, they felt like passers-by, just playing soy sauce and watching the excitement.

After more than 30 people lined up, Jing Huaiying walked out of the helicopter.

Jing Huaiying had white hair, but he looked very young, there was not the slightest wrinkle on his face, he raised his chin slightly, pursed his lips, and stood on the left side of the helicopter cabin door.

Liu Ming felt a strong force in his body, like countless earthworms and small snakes, desperately drilling out, and his heart also seemed to be stuck to something, this strange feeling was even stronger than when he was the deputy prison envoy.

"Finally arrived in Lingjiang City." Yu Tiancan let out a long sigh of exhaustion, stood behind the Prison Emperor, and said, "You better go down first, I dare to walk in front, I have to be flayed alive." In his words, he had a little more respect for the prison emperor.

One night of the flight, Yu Tiancan and the Prison Emperor can be said to be inseparable, in ancient times, about Yun Chang scraping bones to cure poison, that courage and arrogance are admirable, many people exclaimed that Guan Yunchang is a celestial, but the performance of the Prison Emperor this night can already be called a god.

After the Emperor left the Western Realm, his body was shriveled and plump at first, but later the skin cracked and then healed, sometimes the wounds were more than seven or eight centimeters long, and the bones were deep and the red blood could be seen in the broken blood vessels.

Despite this, the Prison Emperor didn't groan or ache when the plane was flying last night, as if he wasn't the one who was hurt. After resting for half an hour, he used his fingers to draw a chessboard on the iron sheet of the cabin floor, and used buttons to make chess pieces, and invited Yu Tiancan to play Go together.

Yu Tiancan also smiled and said: "I know Tianyan very well, if there is anything else that can win you, it is Go." ”

A chessboard, like a starry sky.

Each chess piece represents a kind of change, criss-crossing and endless.

Jing Huaiying sent someone to prepare wine, tea, coffee, and drinks for the prison emperor, and waited on the side, he also knew Go, but he felt that the two of them were too mysterious and difficult to understand, and when they fell, they were simply irregular.

A game of chess, the two played all night.

"You lost......" Yu Tiancan's voice sounded very tired.

"Nope." The Prison Emperor landed one on the outside of the chessboard and said, "So, look at it again?" ”

Yu Tiancan's face was ugly, if he could really fall outside, his whole chess game would come to life, and he said angrily: "You don't understand the rules." ”

"I was already outside the rules." The Prison Emperor muttered: "Actually, this whole chessboard is like the Western Realm, and I am the chess piece that walked out of the Western Realm, and if I want to survive, it seems that some connections with the Western Realm cannot be broken!" ”

Yu Tiancan was silent.

Jing Huaiying brought another cup of tea to the prison emperor.

The cabin swayed with the flight, but the teacup in the prison emperor's hand did not spill a drop of water, just like a wound on his body, no matter how many injuries he had, not a drop of blood fell.

After that, the Prison Emperor sat cross-legged and fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until the helicopter landed on the top floor of the Shengshi Fortune Center and the propeller slowly stopped rotating that he opened his eyes and listened to the outside, which was very quiet.

"Your followers are waiting for you out there." Yu Tiancan spoke again, carrying a jar of barley wine in his hand.

The Prison Emperor stood up and said lightly, "Let's go." "Float off the helicopter.

Liu Ming finally saw the Prison Emperor, and he couldn't help but kneel, along with the other ghosts and tattoos.

When he saw Jing Huaiying, Liu Ming felt that he was tall and extraordinary, like a bloody general on the battlefield, giving people a kind of killing and bravery.

But the Prison Emperor gives people a different feeling.

I can't see through it, I can't touch it. When people's eyes fall on the prison emperor, it is as if they have fallen into an infinite black hole.

Even though the Prison Emperor was already standing beside him, he still felt mysterious, high and untouchable.

"Prison Emperor, your luncheon is ready." Sheng Wanyao lowered his head, knelt on the ground and said.

Jing Huaiying glanced at Sheng Wanyao, he felt that Sheng Wanyao had no right to speak.

The Prison Emperor bowed slightly and said, "Jing Huaiying, you go and socialize." As he walked forward, he saw the ring on Liu Ming's thumb out of the corner of his eye. Cyan, the color looks simple and old.

"The Prison Envoy's Commandment." The Prison Emperor asked lightly, "What about Zong Bai?" ”

"Lord Zongbai... He... He's gone. Liu Ming looked sad, his voice was sad, and he said in a choked voice.

The Prison Emperor's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a few wounds were cracked on his face, just like a broken plaster, and as he breathed, the wounds slowly healed, and the whole process was very short, but only two seconds.

When many managers saw this scene, they turned pale with fright and trembled.

"Huo Ka!"

The moment the wound on the Prison Emperor's face healed, there was no rain in the dreary sky, but a thunderbolt flashed.

A hideous purple bolt of lightning slashed across the helicopter propeller, and the leaping arc looked like the thickness of a bowl.

Sheng Wanyao trembled in fright, and the manager screamed.

The Prison Emperor looked up at the sky, and the lightning disappeared in the clouds, and then reappeared.

The clouds are thicker, and the wind is sharper.

The clouds seem to want to obscure the entire sky.

The wind also seemed to turn heaven and earth upside down, blowing everyone off the rooftops of the building.

Many people were blown by the wind and couldn't open their eyes, so they wrapped their clothes tightly to keep out the cold.

Jing Huaiying was like a javelin, standing behind the Prison Emperor, in the howling wind, her body did not move at all, showing strong power.

Yu Tiancan guarded the wine jar and scolded: "Grandma's, where did you get a strange wind!" ”

The Prison Emperor was still carrying his hands behind his back, and what was unbelievable was that his body seemed to be still, and his clothes did not sway in the wind, and no matter how strong the wind was, it could not affect him in the slightest.

"The exclusion of rules." The Prison Emperor let out a long sigh and walked slowly towards the bottom of the rooftop.

Sheng Wanyao hurriedly led the way from the front.

The group left the rooftop in a mighty way, and when the figure of the prison emperor disappeared, the wind suddenly became much lighter.

Yu Tiancan finally left the rooftop, his hand in the air, feeling the wind passing by his fingertips, and muttered, "Alas...... It's hard to be a genius in the sky, but even the sky can't tolerate you. Is this the final step in the rebirth? ”

He shook his head, sighed, and said, "I don't know, how is King Xiao and Head Tang doing now." ”

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Don Yulan meets Salck. Taylor struck out with a claw, secretly applauding in his heart, his arm suddenly raised upward, and his index finger hit the super soldier's wrist with the precision of a woodpecker pecking at a tree, blocking the opponent's blow.

Salk. Seeing that Tang Yu Lanzhen still had the ability to fight back, Taylor gritted his teeth, leaving no room for it, his arm was like a willow swing blown by the wind, and like a cloud hand in Tai Chi, he skillfully avoided Tang's arm, which seemed to be soft, but in fact it was very fierce and smashed towards Tang Commander.

"Pour!"

Under one punch, even the elephant's head can be smashed into a watermelon, and he still has a back hand, and his left hand is held around his waist like a bow, no matter how Tang Yulan dodges left or right, he has a back move to deal with.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yulan didn't dodge, and his chest was forced to bear this move.

"Bang!"

The fist hit the body, and the sound of flesh and blood bursting was faintly heard.

Tang Yulan coughed violently, and the blood he spit out actually contained ice slag.

Salk. Taylor was a little surprised, and the punch didn't knock the opponent down, and he added more strength.

"Pour it for me!"

With the strength of breastfeeding, his fist crackled on Captain Tang's body, and his chest was already blurred with flesh and blood.

Salk. Taylor's fists became more and more ferocious, and the force of the fist shook his body, and the water under his feet seemed to boil, and the broken gravel splattered out with droplets of water.

And Regiment Leader Tang stood there, his body just shook, but his eyes were more energetic.

Salk. Taylor opened his mouth full of white teeth and shouted, "Fake! Another punch, a sonic boom was directly struck, and it hit Commander Tang at supersonic speed.

Tang Yulan snorted coldly, and the muscles in his chest were tangled, tightened, and became a piece of steel.

"Bang!"

This time, Salk. Instead of beating Captain Tang, Taylor took a step backwards.

How can it be?

Salk. Taylor forgot about the pain of the shock of his fist, and his mind was full of confusion.

I'm a second-generation super soldier, and Torres Boone, who is not as strong as me, almost defeated Commander Tang, and he's already seriously injured!

"Stop playing, white pig, resign yourself to your fate!"

"How is that possible?!" Salk. Taylor roared, "I won't lose, try my genetically strengthened ultimate move, break the punch!" He took a sharp breath, his body was like an inflatable robot, and he had grown more than 20 centimeters directly, and the clothes that originally fit were immediately one size smaller, and they looked twisted.

Immediately afterwards, the Hermes crocodile leather belt broke directly, the buttons on the clothes bounced off one by one, and the casserole-sized fist hit layers of shock waves in the air, with a banging sound, towards Tang Yulan's chin.

This move, there is no skill, only brute strength, and lightning speed.

"Still playing?" Tang Yulan's embarrassed face had a hint of helplessness, he turned his head sideways to dodge a punch, his hair was pressed by the fist wind and flew diagonally, and then a slap was accurately slapped at Salk. Taylor's face.

"Smack!" A crunch sounded, and Salck. Taylor was lifted up by this irresistible force, and spun in place more than a dozen times, and came up with a gorgeous spin, which was almost faster than the speed of an electric drill.

et al. Sarke. After Taylor staggered to his feet, he couldn't see Tang Yulan for a long time. He turned his head from side to side suddenly, and when he found Tang Yulan, he quickly jumped away, feeling that his calf was tripped by something and fell directly to the ground.

It turned out that the more than ten turns he had just turned had broken through the ground into a pit more than half a meter deep.

Salk. Taylor shook his face vigorously, still feeling groggy in his head.

"I told you to roll just now, but you didn't roll, and now I don't have a chance." Tang Yulan looked like a seriously ill patient, staggered over, and stepped on Salke. Taylor on the back.