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The corners of Mephisto's mouth hooked up a cruel smile, the cane danced a cheerful cane flower, and walked briskly step by step towards Hamil, the bastard who had brought him great damage, although the passage of Yaochi was closed, and his strength was once again limited, but against the three old ghosts who were almost exhausted, he still had his hands on it, and his scarlet tongue licked the corners of his mouth excitedly, he recalled the delicacy of Hamir's palm, and his mouth could not help but secrete a large amount of saliva.

Not far away, Wang Meng was already drenched in blood, and his body had already condensed with incomparable tenacity, but every impact, the flesh and blood brought up by Fu Yan's fist were scattered all over the sky, and an unyielding roar came out of his mouth, and the body supported by his will was able to entangle Fu Yan was already the limit, and then he wanted to dodge to stop Mephisto, but Fu Yan took the opportunity to punch the lower abdomen, and the terrible bone cracking sound like fried beans sounded, Wang Meng screamed in pain, and the whole person flew out in a whirlwind.

Fu Yan laughed cruelly, and without waiting for Wang Meng's body to land, he flew up, punches and feet came out together, and the deafening sound of "bumper and bumper...", was endless, and in an instant, thousands of punches and thousands of feet were fiercely bombarded in Wang Meng's heart, lower yin, back of the heart, throat, eyes and other fatal places.

At the beginning, Wang Meng could still swing his fists and resist desperately, but his strength was already weak at the moment, and he was even more taken advantage of by Fu Yan, and the most lethal part of his body was hit countless times, even if his strong body was finally unable to support it, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

A dense and fine cracking sound of bones sounded, Fu Yan's offensive did not stop, but became more and more ferocious, his fists and feet were wrapped in red brilliant light, more fierce than the next, like a brilliant red meteor shower bombarded Wang Meng's body, bringing up pieces of blood, and soon Wang Meng no longer had the strength to resist, standing in place and letting Fu Yan beat him to break his muscles and bones, and bleed from his ears and nose.

"Despicable bastard! I'm going to bite off all your bones, little by little! Hearing Wang Meng's scream, Mephisto's face rose with a bright smile, and he couldn't wait to scream, and his figure flashed and rushed towards Hamir.

Hamir let out a long sigh, ready to get up and replace Wang Meng to delay time for the other two elders, and in an instant, the space in the center of the Yaochi Temple was torn, and a little black crack appeared in the layers of ripples, among which twelve purple-black balls of light the size of human heads burst out, rotating rapidly in the center of the main hall, and then the purple-black fusiform light and shadow swept by, and several figures appeared out of thin air in the main hall.

There was a blur in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, he had already returned to the Yaochi Temple, and before Wang Ben, who had returned to his senses, had not had time to admire Yan Yan's magic of teleporting through space, he happened to see Wang Meng's blood splashing in Fu Yan's stormy attack, and he was horrified to find that the respected Elder Fu Yan was actually going to kill Wang Meng, and the bloody, flesh and bone distorted body was almost unrecognizable as the burly figure he was familiar with.

"Master..."'s eyes were red, Wang Ben roared hysterically, the "click" in his body was crisp, his muscles were coiled, and his majestic body was raised two inches higher, like a mad lion, his brute strength was about equivalent to the power of a comet, but at this moment, he was furious in his heart, and he actually raised his strength to a notch, and knocked Fu Yan out of the cross.

After all, Wang Ben is the top warrior in Kunlun, and even one of the most powerful warriors on the earth, although the bones of his whole body are almost broken, but he still hangs there in one breath, his purple and swollen face eyes slowly opened, and he reluctantly raised his head, while vomiting blood, he grinned with blood, and smiled with relief, "It's good to come back...... Ahem...! Hey! Lao Tzu can't do it... Beat him up for me......"

The fleshy body was like a big tattered bag, and his internal organs were also hit hard, and Wang Meng, who was out of breath, finally spit out pink blood foam, and his voice was lower than the other, and in just a few breaths, his head fell heavily on the ground, and there was no longer any breath.

Slowly leveling Wang Meng's already bloody body, looking at the body without good flesh, it was hard to think about how strong the will was to make the body hurt to such a point.

"Bastard! You give me death!! Wang Ben roared angrily, his muscles swelled, his eyes became blood-red, and the air around his body trembled as he breathed heavily like a volcanic eruption.

The fist tore through the space, waving an afterimage that was indistinguishable to the naked eye and blasted towards Fu Yan, under the anger, he was too lazy to wonder why Fu Yan would kill Wang Meng, he only knew that this bastard killed the man who raised him.

In the burly body, the gushing qi increased to a degree that was visible to the naked eye, but between breaths, Wang Ben's strength was no weaker than Wang Meng, who had just fought with him.

Seeing Wang Ben's changes, Fu Yan's pupils contracted cautiously, and the burly figure of the other party appeared in front of him almost teleportingly, and the extraordinarily powerful fist did not allow him to dodge at all, and it had already slammed into his face.

It's just that compared with Fu Yan, Wang Ben's combat experience is still too weak, Fu Yan snorted in pain, but at the same time as eating Wang Ben's punch, the same punch blasted out from the bottom up, hitting Wang Ben's strong lower abdomen.

Although he forcibly increased his strength, Wang Ben's physical body was far less tenacious than Wang Meng, how powerful Fu Yan's satellite-level strength was, the fist wrapped in red light almost pierced Wang Ben's lower abdomen, and the clear fist marks stood out from behind Wang Ben, and his body instantly lost control, and he was thrown out in embarrassment.

Fu Yan snorted, but the fist mark on the left side of his face was flushed and faintly painful, which still made him cautious, and looked at the juniors in front of him, he was an experienced warrior, and he was still doing his best, he would definitely not have the slightest contempt.

Lan Ling and Mu Lin let out a light roar, jumped and supported Wang Ben's body from behind, helping him offset the fist full of destructive power on Fu Yan's fist, almost at the same time, his face turned pale in an instant, and a stream of blood appeared from the corner of his mouth.

The green calyx face not far away was tough, and the petite body blocked the seriously injured parents behind him, and in the green light cluster of his hands, three emerald green lusters flew out, which were gently sprinkled on Wang Ben and the three of them, almost just the moment of breathing, borrowing the power of countercurrent time, so that the three Wang Ben who had suffered heavy injuries in their bodies were restored to their peak state.

At the same time as Wang Ben's roar erupted, Yan Yan's reaction was not inferior to him in the slightest, and as the dazzling magic pattern in his hand flickered, a dull thunderclap sounded from the Yaochi Temple, and three thick thunderbolts flew down in a row, smashing right on Mephisto's head.

With the improvement of strength, the damage that lightning strikes can cause to the enemy is getting smaller and smaller, but Yan Yan is still willing to use lightning strikes as a prelude to attacks, if nothing else, just because the lightning strike's forced stun for a tenth of a second, although the time is short, but for Yan Yan, it is enough for him to launch a fierce attack.

Mephisto screamed in the midst of the furious thunder tearing, the stench of burnt flesh permeated, and his miserable white skin was scorched and festered by the thunder, leaking out the scorched muscles and veins inside.

"You lowly thief!!" A terrible scream came out of Mephisto's mouth, this bit of thunder was insignificant to his body, but his current body, the strength was only at the peak of a normal human being, and the scorching energy of the lightning strike made him feel a rare heart-rending pain.

Thieves?

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, and a flash of spiritual light flashed in his mind, in the entire Marvel world, there is only one guy who calls him that, that is Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, and smiled cruelly, Yan Yan will definitely not be polite to this old acquaintance, the Onimaru Sword appeared in his hand, and the thin sword light flashed between the electric light and flint, and it swept past Mephisto's chest fiercely, and the tragic wound on the bone was deeply visible, and almost split Mephisto in half with a sword.

In the heart-rending howl, Mephisto's two halves of his body quickly erupted countless crimson flames, trying to put his body back together, but Yan Yan, who attacked him, was a master who took advantage of your illness and wanted your life, how could he give him this opportunity, with a cruel sneer, his arm danced rapidly, and in an instant, a dense slender knife light formed a beautiful and terrifying knife net around Mephisto.

A series of beautiful knife lights passed like a nightmare, the flames splashed everywhere, Mephisto let out a series of terrible screams again, his body had not yet recovered, and it was cut into hundreds of pieces by the dense knife light, and Mephisto, who felt the heart-rending and severe pain, suddenly felt a piercing cold air erupt from Yan Yan's body, and the curse suddenly turned into a howl of horror in his throat.

Looking at the flickering crimson flames on Mephisto's broken body, Yan Yan's eyes flashed with golden light, these pure hellfires, but good things that are difficult to find on earth, with Yan Yan's character, how could he be polite in the face of such a good thing.

With a wave of his palm, a white and piercing cold qi gushed out, and Yan Yan did not extinguish these flames, but instead used the eternal frost to freeze the pieces of burning flesh from the outside in.

Aurora-green light flashed all over the place, and a large amount of flesh and blood burning with raging hellfire was grandly carried into his pocket by Yan Yan.

"Flesh burning with hellfire, which can be used to upgrade the skill Rain of Chaos!" The cold voice of the system made the smile on Yan Yan's face even brighter, these flesh and blood burning with hellfire naturally could not be compared with the hellfire crystal, but there were many of them, even if it was one of twenty pieces, it was enough to raise the rain of chaos to two levels.

Although Hamir and the other three elders tried their best to restore their true qi, they still watched what was happening in the outside world clearly, and Hamir saw Yan Yan's small action, the corners of his mouth twitched for a while, and then his heart was very happy, this little bastard was really a goose plucking master, and at this time, he could still come up with this way to scavenge wealth from Mephisto.

"Despicable thief, you will definitely regret it...", Mephisto screamed bitterly, his current body is far from Yan Yan's opponent, seeing that this physical strength is about to be looted by Yan Yan, if he doesn't leave, I'm afraid his soul will be hurt.

The whistling black smoke mixed with the word Mars poured out, and he threw a threatening word at Yan Yan in embarrassment, and plunged headlong into the ground and disappeared, leaving a circular crimson demon array to gradually dissipate.

"Old man! You owe me my life! ”

Mephisto fled in embarrassment, and Yan Yan swept away the remaining hellfire flesh and blood with one hand, and then he said to Hamir, who was motionless like a stone sculpture, holding the Onimaru Sword in his hand, Yan Yan squinted his eyes and looked at another battlefield in the main hall.

Looking at Fu Yan, who was rushing left and right under the siege of several people, Yan Yan secretly smacked his tongue, the strength of Wang Ben and the three of them may not be as good as the Hulk, a monster that can exert a monster that can be compared to the power of a satellite with brute strength, but it is a step higher than Thor, the god of Thor, who has not tapped the potential of Thor's hammer, and it is about the same as the energy accumulated by a comet.

And Wang Ben's body is strong, like a mountain to resist in front, Lan Ling and Mu Lin The orange and blue lights on the two of them flashed, or attacked from afar, or sneak attack, wandering and responding, one near and two far with tacit understanding, the three of them working together is not a simple one plus one.

But even so, it is difficult to be the domineering rush of Fu Yan, who is covered in red light, is like a fierce tiger, and almost casually punches out, it is almost a satellite-level force, as long as he takes a little bit, there must be a person who is seriously injured, especially Wang Ben, who is beaten to the brink of death by Fu Yan almost every time.

If it weren't for being protected by the three of them, with green light in their sweaty green calyx hands, constantly partially reversing time and healing the injuries on the three of them, Wang Ben and the three would have already followed in Wang Meng's footsteps.

Seeing that Mephisto's selfish bastard was cut into countless pieces by Yan Yan, he simply turned his head and ran back to hell, Fu Yan also knew that it was difficult to succeed today, and the red flashing fist swept back Wang Ben and the three of them, opening up the gap in an instant, Fu Yan took the opportunity to rush out of the hall.

Suddenly, the cold wind was biting, and a thick wall of ice rose up in front of him, Fu Yan snorted, wrapped in red light, like a comet falling, dragging the blazing red tail of fire head-on, "Click...", the crisp sound of "click...", dense cracks spread rapidly on the ice wall, but it took three breaths to support the time before it exploded.

Although the time was short, a moment was enough time for Wang Ben and the three of them to besiege him again, Yan Yan flashed horizontally, blocked the door with a smile, and grinned, "Tsk! Elder Fu Yan, don't be in a hurry to leave! I want to be as close as I can get to you! ”

Yan Yan is a person who does things perfectly, and no matter what, even if Fu Yan is the master of Fu Manchu and Fu Hu, he will never be allowed to go out alive today.