The ball shouted excitedly, hoping to get a response from the night shortage. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But Ye Que never seemed to hear half of it, just staggered forward.

The ball was unwilling, and when he got up from the ground, he wanted to pull the night shortage.

When Ye Que was jerked back by the ball, the ball's cry was suddenly stuck in his throat and swallowed back in a hurry.

What kind of eyes are they, although they are covered by the blood left on the head, they shouldn't even be red whites, and the extreme narrowing of the pupils makes people feel even more terrifying.

There is no emotion, but it is full of evil spirit, just a glance, the ball trembles.

He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and was beaten by the fist that came quickly.

Thanks to the complete change in his current physique, the punch was embedded straight inside the ball's body, and a sudden shock came suddenly, almost causing the ball to fall apart, and then, inexplicably, it flew out.

In the past, there were also people who punched the ball hard in the chest, one was when the chest was through, and the other was that the fist was stuck in the chest of the ball, and the appearance of both situations could not bring him the slightest damage, but allowed him to get more supplies. But today's situation made him feel very surprised, and he felt like he didn't play cards according to the routine.

After rolling on the ground for many turns, he stood up dizzily, and wanted to go up and pull Ye Que, and immediately sounded the scene just now, and couldn't help but tremble, although some of it made him still confused, but he still stood obediently naked, holding a finger at Ye Que and muttering incessantly, "This... Yes... That one.... ”

The sudden scene made the man with the broken tongue a little dumbfounded, and after recovering his mood, he couldn't help but snort coldly when he watched Ye Que walk slowly.

Seeing that Ye Que was getting closer and closer to him, the man spat a mouthful of blood foam on the ground, and roared at Ye Que vaguely, "Come on, let Uncle Ben see his ability as an experimental subject." ”

After speaking, his arms waved in the air, and the two sleeves broke shoulder to shoulder, and the fracture was extremely smooth.

Two delicate arms were exposed, very long, almost dragging to the ground, but they were too thin, like dried bamboo poles, and they were not much thicker than the baby's wrists. But the palm of the hand is wide and scary, the size of a fan, and the five fingers are slightly closed together, but they are as thin as a blade. Completely different from the arm that was wrapped in the sleeve at the beginning, the change was big and fast.

He swung his palm at the night, and it was easily flashed, creating a small crack in the ground.

The blow missed, and the man was not annoyed, he withdrew his arm, and smiled gloomily, "Dare to underestimate the punishment troops, I will cut you into pieces." ”

"Knife Dance." With a roar of rage, his arms waved irregularly in front of him, and the faint light shone on the hand knife, almost reflecting the slightest cold light.

The man waved his arms and walked slowly, like a harvester, swallowing everything around him, and when he reappeared, it had become an irregular sheet or lump, whether it was cement or metal railing, the fractures were neat.

This is a man's proud retention technique, and he will not hesitate to come up with this trick after the failure of the sharp tongue ejection.

There is not the slightest martial arts frame mixed in, and he completely uses the sharp blade that is quickly swung to force the opponent back. When the other party has no way to retreat, he can brutally dismember the other party.

This trick is not used much, but every time you use it, you can get unexpected results. With these two extremely strange abilities and cruel personalities, the man sat firmly in the position of the leader of the 3rd group.

There was no trace of panic in Ye Que Muran's eyes, and if he looked closely, he could find that his exposed skin was showing irregular fluctuations, the amplitude was very small and dense, like goosebumps caused by a tiny electric current passing through his body.

Getting closer and closer, he was almost only a fist away from Ye Que, and the breeze stirred up by waving his arms could almost blow the hair hanging down from Ye Que's forehead, but he still didn't move.

The man smiled, the distance was too close, as long as he took one more step, he could cut the target in front of him into pieces. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, the cold smile, and a beautiful and bloody scene were about to appear in front of his eyes.

With one more swing of the hand, he could cut through the body of the broken night, but the target in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Night Gap stepped into the attack range of the hand knife one step faster.

The arms waved quickly, and the movements of the moon were faster. Whenever the sharp hand knife was about to touch the body, Ye Que would twist his body to dodge, even if the body was twisted so incredible, but he could avoid the attack every time.

The inexplicable pace, the constantly twisting body, and the right music are definitely life-threatening yoga teachings.

Looking at the night lack in front of him, the man was surprised and turned into anger, and every attack was almost a shoulder jam, and he wasted half a day's strength but gained nothing, which made the man who was originally very proud angry, and waved his arms more quickly.

As the attack speed of the hand knife increased, Ye Que's movements also increased, and the fluctuations of the skin and muscles on his body increased significantly.

The ball is stupid, looking at such a dense attack is stupid, if he was standing in such an attack range, it is estimated that he would have been able to hold the shabu-shabu with chopsticks a long time ago.

Xiang Lan was also stupid, and tightened the girl who returned to his arms, supporting the extremely asymmetrical face, opening her beautiful little mouth, staring at the light and shadow in amazement.

The dodge of the night is easy, and as time goes by, the eyes are even redder. When the two hand knives slashed at the same time, Ye Que also struck. With both hands raised, it is easy to grab the waving arm.

The attack stopped, and the hand knife was firmly held in the air by the night shortage. The man tugged hard, trying to break free from it, but his raised arms did not move, and his hands were like a strong cage, tying himself and unable to move.

The man blushed and tried his best, but he still didn't pull his arm out, his face was gloomy, and he glared at Ye Que fiercely, but unexpectedly, Ye Que suddenly raised his foot and kicked it towards his chest.

A huge impact sensation came from the abdomen, and it was the first time for a man with such a great strength to feel it, like being hit by a speeding truck, and the pain didn't have time to feel it, and the body had already flown backwards.

He was getting farther and farther away from the night, but he could see that he was still firmly grasping two slender arms in his hands, and his broad palms were dragging on the ground, which looked familiar, which was the first feeling of a man.

As soon as he hit the ground, there was a sharp pain in his shoulder. Looking at both sides, the place where the original arm was pure was already empty, and the blood was spraying vigorously as if it didn't need money, and it was not difficult to find that it was torn off by brute force.

"Hands, my hands..." Panic instantly spread all over the man's face, and before the words could be spit out, the pain and intense discomfort in his chest made him can't help but lower his head and vomit, and as soon as his mouth opened, dark red blood clots fell to the ground.

It used to be my own happy dismemberment of others, but now it's my turn, and the terrifying feeling is terrifying just thinking about it.

Seeing that Ye Que threw aside his arms that he regarded as treasures like garbage, and his face still did not change, the man was sure that this was a demon.

Ye Que walked step by step, although he was a little shaky, but every step stepped on the man's heart.

The distance slowly narrowed, the man was afraid, kicked his legs and desperately retreated, wanting to stay away from the night, but he couldn't do any support without losing his arms, and fell to the ground many times, but his legs were still kicking indiscriminately.

Ye Que walked over, slowly, but with strong pressure. Looking down at the man, a familiar feeling of horror hit me again. I stared blankly, at the pale and blood-stained face, at the blood-red eyes, at the raised fist.

The fist fell quickly, and there was no loud sound as expected, and it seemed to fall on the body very calmly, but it still made the man spurt a mouthful of blood.

Retracting the fist, the muscles on the fist are shaking rapidly, the shock is obvious, the power is strong, and the penetration is stronger.

There is little damage to the external muscles and skin, but the internal organs are a mess. Any object, after a certain frequency of vibration, will achieve an effect, disintegrate, the man's body, has almost become a pot of porridge, although the eyes are open, there is no life.

Punch after punch, continuous bombardment on the man who had long been lifeless, as if he would not get tired, never stopped. The power of the shock passed through the body to the ground, and there were no cracks, but a circle of extremely fine powder was formed.

"Well, are you alright?" The ball slowly grinded over, and the pressure on him from the night was too great, especially the eyes, which were particularly scary.

The arm that was thrown away by Ye Que had already been taken away by the ball, and he was going to collect the body of the first member of the punishment force to die, but where could he find the ball when he came to his senses, except for the clothes left on the ground, it was a large pool of fishy pus.

"Hey, the night is missing, the night is missing... The ball stood far away, twisted his head, made a starting gesture, tried to stretch his arms and patted the night lightly, if there was any change, the ball could run far away in the first place.

There was no response, and the night was still pounding the rotten meat on the ground, and the ball swallowed his saliva, ready to slap the pair again. Before the hand fell, Ye Que had already turned his head, his face was calm, but the tyrannical aura in his eyes gushed out, and the ball secretly screamed badly, and before he could react, he was smashed out by Ye Que with a punch in the chest.

The ball rolled all over the ground for a long time before it stopped, this punch was not like the original just a strong start, and the strong concussion almost made the ball fall apart on the spot.

It took a long time to calm down, but I still couldn't help shaking my whole body.

"You, it doesn't matter to you." A weak voice came out, and it was Xiang Lan holding the girl and approaching Ye Que in fear. Such a thing, such a character, made her afraid, and even the lack of night, the only one who could be regarded as half an acquaintance, made her hesitate whether to step forward or not.

"No, you don't want to go over... It's the ball shouting.