Chapter 117: 80% of the power is used

After watching it for a long time, Master Jinghai, whose hair was ruffled by the sea breeze, finally discovered that the hot-blooded man who once killed a sect of the enemy for her to kill the demon realm, the iron-blooded man who once chased and killed the enemy for her for ten days and ten nights and slaughtered a sect only because the opponent said a disrespectful word to him, the infatuated young man who once held her in his arms and swore that he would love her, care for her and protect her for the rest of his life, has completely become another person under the cover of this sunglasses, a stranger who completely makes her unable to see through it.

The gentle eyes that once made her feel extremely warm and safe, and even made her willing to give up everything for it, had also been covered by the darkness in the sunglasses, completely killing the hot-blooded man who was once as full of blood as Qin Xiaochuan's heart and swayed his youth for the lofty goal in his heart, in that irreparable accident.

Brushing his wind-blown hair again, Master Jinghai's heart finally calmed down, looking at Sikong Lang opposite, Master Jinghai said calmly: "Yes, I have already passed it on to Qin Xiaochuan." ”

Hearing Master Jinghai's words, Sikong Lang seemed to get the answer he wanted, looking at Master Jinghai who was already in his last years, Sikong Lang's face once again showed that kind of crazy and evil smile, "Great, you're useless." After a pause, Sikong Lang seemed to feel that his expression was a little inappropriate, and added again, "No... It's not useless, it's that I've completely lost patience with you, and I don't want to see you lose your years anymore. Releasing the demonic energy in his body, Sikong Lang puffed up the muscles of his whole body and entered the state of battle.

Looking at Sikong Lang, who was mustering up all his strength in front of him, that familiar scene reminded Master Jinghai of the former him who had given up in her mind for a long, long time, "It still hasn't changed at all, you still only have battle in your mind." ”

'Are we going to fight like this forever?'

"These youkai can't be beaten all the time, I'm really afraid that one day we will grow old like this, lose the strength of the peak of the body, what if we meet a monster stronger than us?"

If only time could stand still like this. ’

I'm really afraid that when there will be a youkai that is stronger than us, our bodies will be old by then, and it makes me shudder to think about it. ’

There are so many inconveniences in the human body. ’

'Will you stay young with me forever?' so that we can fight side by side forever. ’

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Putting aside the picture that unconsciously flashed in his mind that Sikong Lang had spoken to himself, looking at Sikong Lang opposite, Master Jinghai also showed an offensive posture, "I can't bear it anymore, I can't bear it anymore, I don't hesitate to sell my soul to catch that short-term strong you." ”

"That's the case!" Sikong Lang, who had already adjusted his body strength, walked up to Master Jinghai, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, staring at Master Jinghai who was ready for battle, Sikong Lang seemed to have let go of everything, gritted his teeth and laughed, "Then I can only fight to the death, right, my little junior sister, Master Jinghai!"

Looking at Sikong Lang who rushed over, Master Jinghai knew in his heart that all her remaining spiritual power could only send out three spirit pills, and these three spirit pills must go all out, and there could be no more reservations, her former senior brother was dead, and this guy in front of her was just a monster who wanted her life, and if she didn't make up her mind, she might really be killed by him······

"Hmm, Xiaochuan, why did you wake up?" Looking at Qin Xiaochuan, who suddenly sat up from the bed, Zhang Yang walked quickly to his bed, and asked Qin Xiaochuan with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

"Sikong Lang is fighting!"

"yes, it's supposed to be a semi-final. Thinking that Qin Xiaochuan was asking about the afternoon game, Zhang Yang hurriedly answered, but Qin Xiaochuan didn't seem to pay attention, lifted the quilt on his body, jumped off the bed and rushed out towards the door, "Hey, Xiaochuan, where are you going?"

After chasing from the room to the downstairs, Qin Xiaochuan had already turned into a small dot and disappeared at the end of the road, looking at Qin Xiaochuan's running speed, his flamboyant mouth grinned, "It's too fast! This kid has become stronger again······"

After shooting the spirit pill in his hand towards Sikong Lang's chest, Sikong Lang's body dodged to the side, and the two fingers that were originally about to grasp Master Jinghai's heart also deviated slightly from their position, grabbing Master Jinghai's shoulder, and the hook-like sharp fingers grabbed a bloody rag from Master Jinghai's body, and in that rag was also a piece of flesh dripping with blood on Master Jinghai's shoulder, it seemed that Sikong Lang was determined to get rid of his once beloved little junior sister, what kind of different ideas could make them come to this scene。

The spirit pill that was shot by himself was pushed backwards violently, and was hooked by Sikong Lang's outstretched sharp fingers, Master Jinghai's body retreated suddenly, and after drawing a waterline on the ground, Master Jinghai grabbed his body with ten fingers and stopped, he didn't expect Sikong Lang to shoot so hard, he really wanted to kill himself, raised his head and looked at Sikong Lang opposite, the somewhat hideous face was staring at himself with an evil smile.

Almost, Master Jinghai calculated his remaining spiritual power, although the spirit pill just now did not penetrate his chest as she expected, but it still knocked out a big hole in Sikong Lang's left arm, leaving only a few muscles connected to Sikong Lang's arm that was about to be broken, "There are still two spirit pills left!' For this result, Master Jinghai felt a little unsatisfied.

"Smack. ”

Taking a look at it in front of his eyes, Sikong Lang threw the piece of minced meat he was holding with his two fingers on the ground along with the rag, "I wanted to dig out your heart, but I didn't expect you to grasp the timing so well, just when I shot it," as he spoke, Sikong Lang walked towards Master Jinghai who was on the ground, and the place where the arm was broken suddenly appeared like a granular-like muscle, and picked up the arm that was about to be broken from the upper and lower directions, "Use 45% I'm really sorry for you, so let you see 80% of my power!"

'What?' his arm... Seeing Sikong Lang's arm that was about to be broken grow again under the repair of muscles, Master Jinghai was shocked, this guy's muscles could actually be restored!? Originally, I thought that after abolishing Sikong Lang's arm, I might be able to defeat him with experience, but when I heard Sikong Lang say that he only used less than half of his strength to deal with himself just now, Master Jinghai smiled bitterly, it seems that his wish to be buried with him is difficult to realize, looking at Sikong Lang who is constantly releasing terrifying demonic power on the other side, a desperate thought came out of her heart, it seems that there is really no way to take him.

It seems that it is not only Qin Xiaochuan who sensed Sikong Lang's terrifying demonic power, but somewhere hidden on the island, Fei Yan, who was swinging his fist on the side with his bare upper body, also stopped from his practice state, "Who is such a terrifying demonic power!? Could it be that muscular man?" Feeling the demonic aura coming from not far away, Fei Yan continued to swing his fist, such a powerful demonic aura he hadn't encountered for a long time, but it was useless to be afraid, only having overwhelming strength was the foundation for him to continue to survive, thinking of Sikong Lang's people, thinking of the right hand that was about to recover, Fei Yan didn't want to stop for a moment to rest, and continued to swing the Yan Killing Fist that allowed him to survive in the chaotic world of the Demon Realm.

This set of Yan Killing Punch was inadvertently sensed by him from the tear crystal on his chest, it seems that this set of fierce punches seems to be tailor-made for him, whenever he urges the demon power in his body according to the route in the boxing method, Fei Yan will feel that the terrifying power that seems to be buried in the depths of his body will continue to gush out of his body, and through the flow of demon power, his right arm that is about to recover seems to be full of infinite vitality, as long as he keeps punching according to the movement route of Yan Killing Fist, Fei Yan will feel that the power in his body is constantly growing, as if there is no end, and it has been growing continuously, Although each punch can only improve his demonic power a little, but it adds up, countless times to swing this set of evil king Yan killing punches can make him feel that the power in his body gradually becomes condensed, in this non-stop punch, will make his slightly anxious heart before gradually quiet down.

"Quack!!"

A flock of birds flew up from the woods in fright, looking in the direction where they felt Sikong Lang's demonic aura, Hao and Martial God both turned around, "Have you started?"

"His demonic power has increased again!" The martial god, who had never spoken, looked in the direction of Sikong Lang and actually spoke for the first time, and the tone of the urn made people sound as if a hammer was hitting their hearts, which made people sound very uncomfortable.

"Yes, it's stronger than the demonic power you used when you fought us. Staring in the direction where Sikong Lang was, Hao asked the martial god a sentence that had nothing to do with before: "Are you sure?"

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Hearing that the Martial God did not answer, Hao already roughly knew the result he wanted to ask, nodding at the Martial God next to him, Hao said depressedly: "Me too." ”

Sikong Lang's body, who used 80% of his strength, has completely changed, and his broken arm has been completely repaired by musculature. These relatively fragile places on the shoulders are covered by strip-like muscles, especially the position of the shoulder armor, which is protected by two large pieces of muscle armor, Sikong Lang looks like he is wearing muscle armor, not only has his body become huge again, but the scary bulging muscles are simply a sight to make people tremble, staring at Master Jinghai on the ground, Sikong Lang's expression became serious again, "There are only four people who are still alive when they see me like this, except for my brother, Howe and Valkyrie, you're the fourth person, but you're going to die soon!"