It was as if the desolate roar from the Flood Barbarian Ancient was shaking in the square, and the strong murderous anger actually formed a faint phantom looming behind Liu Ye.

Around, Mo Zhi'an and Feng Ruiyan looked at the tyrannical Liu Ye in surprise, and they were shocked. Mo Zhi'an, who had been in a good time, suddenly felt a sense of urgency from the bottom of his heart.

That sense of urgency he had only felt in the more advanced mimicry ***, the 'fine' light in his eyes flashed, and Mo Zhi'an's eyes slowly turned into vertical pupils and long eyes.

Feng Ruiyan, who had been paying attention to Mo Zhi'an's movements, immediately changed with it, and her body made corresponding adjustments, and at the same time, she was also shocked by Liu Ye's sudden change in her heart.

"You fucking bastard!"

A stormy roar came out, and the furious Liu Ye made a move to rush forward, but suddenly maintained the same posture in place and did not move.

And Fang Lin had just heard the word "you", and his abdomen had already been hit hard, and at this time, the next few words had reached his ears.

"Supersonic?"

Mo Zhian looked at Liu Ye's blow just now in disbelief, and it was the afterimage of Liu Ye under the high-speed movement that stood motionless, which was not difficult to do. But beyond the speed of sound, the last to come first, even the mimetic order *** is not a few can reach.

"Why? It's only been a short time, and he's reached such a point! ”

Mo Zhi'an clenched his fists, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, his expression was 'yin', and he thought in his heart: "This person will definitely not be kept, he will be my henchman in the future!" ”

Sensing the slight murderous intent on Mo Zhi'an's body, Feng Ruiyan's footsteps shifted slightly, shifting most of her attention to Liu Ye's body.

At this time, Fang Lin fell into Liu Ye's continuous blows like fire, and more than a dozen Liu Ye suddenly appeared around, wandering around Fang Lin. Different postures, or punch punch, or lift 'leg' flying kick, or flying knee slamming, or dodge lunging, or both palms push flat, or elbow flying......

The figures all hit Fang Lin, Fang Lin's 'fat' and stout body instantly sunk down into several 'meat' pits, one 'meat' pit had not yet floated, and the other 'meat' pit immediately concave, and suddenly it looked like it appeared at the same time.

Liu Ye fought faster and faster, and the figures that flashed around him appeared one after another, but they always remained at the number of twelve. At the same time, there was a faint phantom behind each of the twelve figures, and the phantom slowly appeared, and in a trance, it fluttered like a flag with Liu Ye's blow.

Drink!

A loud roar came from the mouth of one of the figures, but seeing that the twelve figures suddenly disappeared, Fang Lin's surroundings were empty for a while.

However, although the figures disappeared, the twelve phantoms did not disappear, but became more and more condensed, and when you looked closely, you could vaguely see that the twelve figures seemed to be beasts, but they were slightly different.

However, because the speed of Liu Ye's attack just now was too fast, coupled with the slow problem of nerve reflex 'shooting' caused by Fang Lin's large body, Fang Lin's body was still in a state of immobility.

"On it?!" Mo Zhi'an, who paid close attention to the situation of Liu Ye and Fang Lin, tracked Liu Ye's location as soon as possible and looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, I saw that above the empty place, a figure suddenly flashed, mixed with an astonishing momentum, and swooped down.

The two spots of light in the black shadow were as red as blood, reflecting on Fang Lin's expression full of fear and disbelief, making it even more strange and fierce.

Liu Ye's fists slammed out, and the two rays of light, one red and one white, suddenly flourished, turning into wrist-thick pillars of light and hitting Fang Fang Lin.

Fang Lin's huge body shook suddenly, as if he had been hit by a 10,000-pound giant hammer, his body swayed, and his face showed a painful 'color'.

At the same time, Fang Lin's greasy and ugly skin was divided by the head, and the two temperatures of one cold and one hot diffused. On one side it was as hot as hot iron, and on the other side it was as cold as ice, Fang Lin immediately fell into the miserable situation of *** two heavens.

However, Liu Ye's all this was not over yet, I saw him inhale and swallow, and suddenly shouted, and the beast-shaped 'yin' shadow that appeared first behind him appeared again, this time much clearer than just now. At a glance, the beast head snake body actually has some similarities with the gluttonous tattoo on Liu Ye's right arm.

The double 'legs' then kicked out in a row, and the feet reached the 'meat', but watching Liu Ye's every 'leg' kick out, the phantom behind him was one point weaker. At the same time, as Liu Ye kicked out, a beast-shaped shadow flew out of it and rushed into Fang Lin's body.

Fang Lin's body swelled and contracted, like an unstable balloon, undergoing some kind of change.

By the time Liu Ye kicked out for the last time, the phantom behind him had completely appeared, and at the same time, the last beast form also rushed into Fang Lin's body.

Liu Ye suddenly turned over and landed on the square. At this time, the blood 'color' in his eyes had faded, and it seemed that the violent attack just now had vented the negative emotions in Liu Ye's heart.

Fang Lin was still standing in place unable to move, his body seemed to be frozen, maintaining the posture of his middle foot, only the look of fear that couldn't help flashing in his eyes showed that he was still alive.

Mo Zhi'an and Feng Ruiyan looked at Fang Lin tightly, they felt that Liu Ye's attack just now was definitely not so simple. Even without thinking about it, they could feel the surging energy contained in it.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sure enough, after a while, only a firecracker-like sound sounded from the sound, and the large number of simulated crystals on Fang Lin's body burst open in an instant, turning into pieces.

Self-created technique - Twelve-tone shape strike!

Fang Lin, who had lost the crystal, his huge body could no longer support it, as if a balloon had been blown up, and the plasma and internal organs were 'shot' in all directions.

Most of the square was stained by the ruptured organs of Fang Lin's body, and where Fang Lin had stayed, only a monster with the upper half of the body and the lower half of the body was a mass of liquid slurry that was constantly struggling. Cracks appeared on the simulated crystal, which was as big as a goose egg, and the lines became larger and larger, and the part of Fang Lin that had turned into liquid slurry was slowly increasing.

"Help me, I don't want to die...... Fang Lin stretched out his hands full of disgusting mucus and stretched out towards Mo Zhi'an, his body leaving a slimy trail on the ground, his eyes full of longing and fear.

Sensing that his life force was losing a lot, Fang Lin knew that if the simulated crystal shattered this time, he really had no possibility of regenerating at all.

Because he has absorbed too many mixed genes, his original genes contain regenerative power, and in order to balance the mutual exclusion of these genes, he has lost the ability to resurrect. Although Fang Lin gained great strength in exchange, he also lost his tenacious and almost immortal vitality.

As the saying goes, a drink and a peck, there must be cause and effect.

Having lost the protection of his original powerful coat, Fang Lin was still an ordinary human struggling to survive in the last days, without the slightest trace of his previous strong 'color'.

Mo Zhi'an looked coldly at Fang Lin who was crawling over, his eyes flashed with a playful gaze, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. 'Lu' let out a faint smile.

Seeing Mo Zhi'an's smile, Fang Lin's 'spirit' was greatly invigorated, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and crawled forward desperately. The vigorous movement caused the simulated crystal crack in the 'chest' to accelerate, and Fang Lin's body tended to melt faster.

"Save me, I'm willing to do anything for you!" Fang Lin climbed to Mo Zhi'an's feet and pleaded. At this time, the mucus had spread to his waist, and Liu Ye was indifferent to the sidelines, looking at Fang Lin and Mo Zhian with contempt.

"Save you? What benefits do I get? Mo Zhi'an squatted down and said with a smile to Fang Lin, but there was a chill of death in his tone.

Fang Lin's expression changed suddenly, he didn't expect that Mo Zhi'an, who was also a Divine Sect, would have no intention of saving him at all.

"Save you? Do you want to tell all my secrets to the upper echelons of the Cult? Or will you secretly devour it someday? Do you think I'm so stupid? Mo Zhi'an's smile suddenly retracted, and he said coldly, his straight pupils revealing a cold light.

The big hand suddenly stretched out to Fang Lin's simulated crystal, which was already full of cracks, Mo Zhi'an pulled it vigorously, and directly pulled the simulated crystal out of the other party's ***, and when he landed, the mucus splashed, and several slender blood vessels were connected from the bottom of the crystal to Fang Lin's 'chest'.

"Don't you understand? Your role is limited to helping me find Liu Ye and Feng Ruiyan, and now that your mission has been accomplished, do you think I will let a subordinate who cannot be fully controlled stay under my command for a long time? Mo Zhi'an looked at Fang Lin and said viciously.

Mo Zhi'an tried harder, and those slender blood vessels broke immediately.

Hearing Fang Lin's screams of pain, the human figure on his upper body barely lasted for a few seconds, as if the solid ice that had been cut through and the slime below merged into one, and suddenly scattered in all directions.

"Stupid guy! Waste is waste, and no matter how advanced you are, you still can't get rid of the category of waste! "Mo Wu-Enemy Dragon^ Book#House@Whole (Li Zhi'an clenched his five fingers, held the knight-level anthropomorphic crystal into pieces, and said with a disdainful expression.

From beginning to end, Liu Ye was a cold bystander, unstoppable from the actions between the two, and his face was blank.

"Hehe, Liu Ye! I didn't expect that your strength was already so strong, although Fang Lin was a waste, he was also a waste that had collected more than two thousand wastes, and it would take a lot of effort to clean it up! Mo Zhian smiled at Liu Ye, looking at his appearance, but he didn't take Liu Ye's battle just now in his eyes at all.

Liu Yemuran's expression changed, his eyes flashed with arrogance, he stared at Mo Zhian and said, "To me, you two are waste!" ”