Chapter 250: Tough Encounter
The facial features of the middle-aged man are ugly to the point of deformity, with a long horse face, inverted triangular eyes, a collapsed nose bridge, dark and thick lips, and a face full of oily bumps.
Five meters away, he stopped, crossed his hands in his sleeves, and smiled and bowed to me:
"Your Excellency is so young, such a good skill, it really makes me admire, one heavy heaven kills six heavens, this kind of thing, I'm afraid only your Excellency can do it."
This man's voice was like a truck horn, and it was unpleasant, but his face was full of flattery: "I would like to be a brother with Your Excellency......"
I didn't listen to a word of his fart, but looked at his sleeve carefully.
Zhu Feiyue's warning voice came from afar: "Be careful of the dog basket making a trick!" β
The pupils of my eyes shrank slightly, and he used bowing and flattery as a cover, hiding his hand in his sleeve and secretly sealing it, how could I not know?
Let him knot!
Today, I'm going to try to see if the ordinary forbidden technique can threaten me!
The middle-aged man had already reached the Eight Heavens, and belonged to the Rakshasa Realm Consummation Player, he bent over, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a distorted gloom!
"I wish Your Excellency a happy life and a happy marriage......
As soon as he finished speaking, a dead gray fog burst out of his sleeve, the shape of the fog, a bit like a flashlight, narrow in front and wide in the back, spreading rapidly, and a disgusting corpse smell came from the fog, in which the faces of women and children appeared.
Those faces were so sad that they couldn't be described, and they cried out in despair, and they didn't need to think to know that they were all poor souls who had been mutilated and killed by middle-aged people.
"I am looking for a divorced single mother, and after gaining her trust, I abuse and beat her and her children......" The middle-aged man's smile came from the depths of hell, and his sleeve pushed forward, and the speed of the dense fog suddenly accelerated!
"Mother and son are yang, mother and daughter are yin, it took me a full thirty years of hard work to practice this yin and yang son and mother mantra, see how you break it!"
Seeing the faces of countless women and children crying in the thick fog, coming towards me, my body retreated sharply, and the little burial shouted at me:
"Brother Li, this man is not even as good as a brute, it makes me want to vomit so disgusting, you can't spare him!"
At that moment, my soul was surrounded by monstrous rage! Putting aside the operation itself, this middle-aged man's behavior is simply despicable to the point of outrageousness!
Lu Xun said, I have never been afraid to speculate on people with the worst malice.
I am the opposite of Mr. Lu, I have always been the most pessimistic attitude to speculate on human nature, but I still seriously underestimate the evil of my peers, this middle-aged man in front of me, he completely refreshed my understanding of human nature.
Then, even if I, Li Zhiwen, fight hard and break my bones, I will use the most cruel way to end his evil!
So, I stopped retreating, my arms full of muscles, pulled back, muscles and bones tore together, let out bursts of low roars, and dense sparks appeared on the skin of my whole body!
Even the marshmallows painted by Zhu Feiyue couldn't withstand the high temperature of my skin and melted away!
Punch out!
With a wild roar, I threw both fists out and smashed into the fog with a piercing sonic boom!
With this blow, I used the strength of breastfeeding, and almost at the moment of punching, both elbow joints were dislocated at the same time!
A body made of steel can't withstand this strange force of destruction!
There was nothing left in front of me but flames.
Comparing my fists to two faucets, the moment I unscrewed them, two crimson flames gushed out and collided with the thick fog, and then, I heard the sound of metal crushing, and even the thick fog could not withstand the high temperature, burning out foul-smelling scorched smoke, rolling backwards and retreating!
In the fog, the faces of those women and children, under the scorching flames, showed relieved smiles one after another, and dissipated in the smoke.
At that time, the scene was full of smoke, and the light of the fire illuminated the underground cavern in a terrible red, shining on the faces of those colleagues, reflecting all kinds of emotions: horror, shock, resentment......
The middle-aged man watched the thick fog rolling backwards towards him, and screamed with a hideous face: "The Yin and Yang Son and Mother Mantra that I have refined with thirty years of hard work cannot be broken by brute force!" β
"Child, you have both arms broken, and you rely on your body to block the first wave, what do you do to block this second wave?"
The middle-aged man stretched out his sleeve and made a strange gesture towards me.
The posture of this gesture was already too complicated to describe, and in order to do it, the middle-aged man broke several fingers, and the second wave of dead gray fog rolled over overwhelmingly.
He was right, my arms were dislocated, and my arms hung limply, unable to resist the second wave of spells.
Seeing that the firelight was gradually swallowed up by the thick fog, I yelled at Zhu Feiyue: "Brother Zhu help me!" β
Zhu Feiyue's face became gloomy, and the paintbrush in his hand turned into a phantom, slamming on the painting scroll!
In mid-air, a large cloud of transparent liquid similar to gasoline suddenly burst out and sprinkled onto the flames.
Stimulated by the gasoline, the fire that was about to be extinguished exploded like fireworks in an instant, and there were bursts of continuous explosions!
The power of the explosion is earth-shattering! The second wave of dense fog was forcibly blocked!
Zhu Feiyue gritted his teeth, the brush in his hand kept stopping, a faint ink smoke came out of the painting shaft, and more gasoline appeared in front of him, like pouring rain, the fire spread rapidly, hitting the thick fog fiercely!
As I said before, the forbidden technique is the manifestation of aura, and a high-level forbidden technique can make a drop of water as little as an aura burst out with the power of a tsunami!
With Zhu Feiyue's help, the two completely different auras of flame and dense fog collided fiercely, and the world in front of him became red, and the entire cave shook faintly.
The bright, pure fireworks quickly annihilate the filthy fog, and when the flames are gone, there is nothing left in the air but burnt smoke.
"My arm!"
"Dislocated, huh? I've already drawn it for you! β
I tried to raise my arm, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that the dislocation had quietly healed under the aura of ink.
But the elbow joint still hurts!
Shaking my arm, I walked slowly towards the middle-aged man, his face was expressionless, he couldn't see joy and sorrow, he craned his neck and sighed:
"Admire, your physical body, so that I can envy it, obviously cultivating to not even the Rakshasa Realm, but with brute strength, you have cracked my two waves of forbidden arts."
Walking up to him, I looked at him coldly: "Is there a third wave?" β
The middle-aged man shook his head: "It's gone." β
"Then you're going to give me death!" I twisted my waist and smashed my right fist across his face like a piece of red-hot iron!
The middle-aged man didn't dodge or dodge, and he punched me in the same posture, as if two trains collided, and we smashed each other's fists together, making a series of bone explosions!
I took seven or eight steps back before I could barely stand firm, and the middle-aged man did not move at all, looking relaxed:
"Kid, you're naΓ―ve." The middle-aged man shook his shoulders: "The Eight Heavens of the Rakshasa Realm, the power that is close to perfection, is definitely not something that you, a junior who has just started, can compete with, no matter how strong your physical body is, what is the use?" β
"Just competing for physical strength, you can't be my opponent."
I looked down at the blood-dripping, swollen fist, gritted my teeth, and said, "Come again!" β
Rushing forward with a swift meteor, the fist blade wrapped in flames and arcs slammed into the middle-aged man's face door again.
He still didn't dodge or dodge, and returned a punch lightly, this person's Taoism was at least ten times stronger than the middle-aged woman who wore tights before!
The second hard time, the result is still the same! The moment the fists were smashed, the little finger of my right hand was fractured, my body quickly retreated, and the dantian turned over the river and the sea, and it was not easy to stabilize.
Zhu Feiyue couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered to me: "Why don't you use a razor to sneak attack him?" β
I spat blood on the ground, not bothering to answer.
First of all, the trick of razor's sneak attack is better than surprise, and if the other party takes precautions in advance, it is impossible to succeed.
The middle-aged man is much taller than me, he is not stupid, in order to prevent my sneak attack, he must have prepared a backhand.
And most importantly, I'm not going to kill him with a razor either.
This kind of powerful opponent is exactly what I dreamed of, he is strong, but he is far less deadly than a crow, and he can't be like a crow, killing me with one move.
But he is not weak, and he can break my little finger without being scathed, which means that his fist is much harder than mine.
This kind of intensity is very suitable for me, in this case, why not use this middle-aged man as a tool for cultivation?
Use him to test the limits of my potential!
"Sharpen him with a knife, and I'll help you strengthen the blade!" Zhu Feiyue used the soul painting technique to heal my little finger, and shouted at me: "Don't punch again!" The bones are so cracked that I can't fix them! β
There was a sinister sigh in his ears: "Xiao Zhu, you learn more from Li Zhiwen, this kid is not simple, his vision and understanding are far above you." β
Wiping the blood from the corners of my mouth, I walked up to the middle-aged man again.
Third punch!
This punch is like a round of scorching sun suddenly appearing in the dark night! The evil of the whole world, under the wrath of the flames, will never be at peace!
The middle-aged man screamed in surprise and threw a punch at me.
Bang!
The moment my fists exploded, I stepped back again, but this time, I only took five steps back.
Another finger was broken, and there was not much flame aura left in the dantian.
With the supplement of Zhu Feiyue's soul painting technique, coupled with the terrifying recovery power of my physical body, the broken bones healed in a few seconds, but the severe pain of the fingers connecting the heart could not be concealed.
"Are you crazy?" The middle-aged man blew out the scorched smoke from his fist and looked at me in astonishment.
"Yes, I'm crazy, I'm the most dangerous madman in the most horrible madhouse in the country, there is no one!"
Swallowing the hot blood in my throat, I walked towards him again.
Fourth punch.
This time, I actually only took three steps back, and then looked at the middle-aged man, his body shook slightly for the first time, and his face was a little painful.
Although the bones of his fist were intact, the back of his hand was charred black.
After the four punches before and after, I faintly felt that the Dao line began to loosen!
Going to break through?
It turns out that this is the so-called flame aura, in the most tragic way, burning with the enemy's jade, testing on the edge of death again and again, tempering the unyielding willpower like the sun!
Some fires cannot be extinguished with water, but water will provoke them to be even more terrifying!
Wow spitting out blood, I rushed to the middle-aged man again, the fifth punch!
Only one step back!
Sixth punch! The middle-aged man obviously tasted the pressure, and his strength increased several times, and the moment the fist smashed, my right hand was comminuted and fractured, and my body flew upside down more than ten meters, and I fell to the ground heavily.
But this also made the middle-aged man pay a heavy price, he broke two fingers, and his whole hand was swollen into bread.
"Kid, you're a monster, aren't you?" The middle-aged man covered his hands and shouted: "Your fists have been broken by me, I see how you still fight with me!" β
He hadn't seen my experience, and if he did, he wouldn't have said such things.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, I stood up straight from the ground and walked up to the middle-aged man again.
Pain? I've long been immune to pain.
The right fist is broken, and the left fist!
The moment he saw my left fist raised, Xiao Burying couldn't help but exclaim, "Brother Li, you don't want to die?" β
The middle-aged man's face was so hideous that it was deformed, his eyes were full of madness, and he also met it with a punch:
"It's time for you to see my full power!"
His fist, with a black-gray dead air, was in stark contrast to the fist I wrapped in flames.
When one light and one darkness, the moment the two forces collide, time seems to stand still.
None of us retreated, we all held our fists tightly, and I had already mobilized all the aura in my body to go crazy to resist the invasion of dead qi, and the same was true for middle-aged people.
But his aura was far thicker than mine, and after a few seconds of stalemate, I used up the last trace of aura.
The moment the deadline came, the world in front of me began to turn black, and there was an ethereal cry in my body and soul.
With the dantian as the center, an unimaginable explosion swept through my whole body like crazy!
At that moment, my whole body was engulfed in flames, and my whole body was full of flames!
The middle-aged man screamed in fright and retreated to dodge.
I stood there and quietly felt the upheaval in my body.
Rakshasa Realm is a heavy sky, break through!
Double Heaven, Breakthrough!
It wasn't until the realm of the Second Heaven was stabilized that the scorching heat gradually disappeared, and the originally empty dantian was filled with terrifying flaming lava!
Even the right hand, which had been shattered and fractured, was healed by this force.
After the flame on my body was extinguished, I walked up to the middle-aged man shirtless and smiled at him:
"Basket, what do you think I should kill you?"