Xiao Chen's face was expressionless, still waving his fists. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The 'Lord' suddenly slammed him to the ground and stepped on it with one foot, "As far as the soul is concerned, this master is the strongest of the gods, you haven't even reached the gods, you don't know how to use your soul at all, give up." ”

Xiao Chen still waved his fist, even if he could only hit the figure's calf, even if it did, the fist was a sharp pain.

The 'Lord' couldn't help but shake his head: "It seems that it will take some time to torture you, anyway, you are also the master of this body, if you don't voluntarily give up control, this master can only torture you to despair." ”

"Don't expect someone from outside to save you, this is your mind, even if a million years have passed, the outside world is only a moment. ”

"That is to say, this seat is equal to eternal life here? That's not bad. Xiao Chen smiled heartily.

The 'Lord' almost choked to death by these words, his face sank suddenly, and his toes crushed Xiao Chen's chest.

Pain!

It hurts!

It hurts to the bone!

His chest seemed to be pierced by an awl and stirred violently, Xiao Chen once again tasted the pain of his heart being scratched out, but he still smiled and observed his body with interest.

I saw that the crushed chest was rippling, and a trace of gas was like smoke and mist, slowly dissipating, and the Lord waved six wings and smiled viciously: "This is your soul escaping, if the escape is over, you will be wiped out and never be reborn." ”

"Your idea of snatching my body has also failed, isn't it?" Xiao Chen squinted and smiled, it is not a simple matter to take a person's body and occupy a person's body, if the original owner does not agree, even if the original soul is scattered, just imagine, the body is full of the soul breath of the original owner, how can it be manipulated by others?

The 'Lord' nodded indifferently: "Don't worry, you will succumb, the pain of the soul is more than a hundred times that of the body, here you stumble and fight is more uncomfortable than death, the master still doesn't believe it, you are a young boy, how much sin can you be?"

Xiao Chen shrugged his shoulders, the posture of being trampled on the ground was a little ugly: "Then try it, but don't blame me for not reminding you, I have suffered far more than you imagined." ”

The pain of childhood turned around in his mind, Xiao Chen showed a little aftertaste of the smile, now it seems that the pain he endured at the beginning has had a lot of effects in his life, if it weren't for those pains, he would have come to this point?

The devil of the world, the king of the north of China... Which name is not a success that hundreds of millions of people dare not think of?

His smile clearly irritated the 'Lord', his feet were harder, and his soul dissipated faster, but he didn't care, his mouth couldn't help but let out a painful snort, and as he spit out, there was a non-stop maniacal laugh.

"Come on, come a little more, you haven't eaten, have you?"

"Yes, a little to the left, the third rib is the most painful place, it's good, it's cool, it's great!"

His laughter became louder and louder, and the 'Lord''s face became more and more ugly, and finally he couldn't help it, and with a powerful volley, Xiao Chen was kicked more than a thousand meters away, and slammed into the silver-white wall of aura.

Infected by the anger of the body, the pain in his body was magnified a hundred times in an instant, Xiao Chen howled miserably, and half of his soul suddenly dissipated.

This is his own anger, yes, but he has been tortured too much, his soul is extremely weak, and he can't even bear his own things, lying in the white mist, Xiao Chen stood up tremblingly, and suddenly inserted one hand into the wall of anger, and the roar of pain was even more intense.

"Come on, if you want to take my body, are you qualified!"

His arm was inserted into the silver-white wall of aura, his soul was visibly rippling with the naked eye, and countless soul breaths were wildly escaping, filling his mind and diffusing into every corner of his body.

"Even if it is destroyed, my flesh is my own, I don't give it, who is qualified to take it!"

The terrible scream was mixed with laughter, the tendons on Xiao Chen's face were twisted, but the smile was even happier, looking at the eyes of the 'Lord', a chill pierced his mind from the tail vertebrae, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

He watched Xiao Chen's soul dissipate, feeling that this body was becoming more and more repulsive to his existence, and the anger in his eyes burned as if it was about to burn the sky, dispelling the cold.

"You're fierce! You're ruthless! You're playing with this master, aren't you!" This guy spread his six wings, and suddenly came to Xiao Chen, grabbing Xiao Chen's head.

"If the master doesn't let you die, you are not qualified to die! An ant, bastard! It's just an ant!" roared angrily, the 'master' dragged Xiao Chen away from the wall of anger, and punched Xiao Chen so much that he lost all his good flesh.

"Nine thousand eight hundred and sixty-three punches, seventeen thousand two hundred and thirty-two feet, I remember them all!

"I'll tell you to remember!" The six wings were also up, and they hurt more than their fists and feet.

"Seventy-six wings hit your grandfather, nine thousand eight hundred and ninety-five punches! One hundred thousand three hundred and forty-six feet!" Xiao Chen counted down, the 'Lord's movements were very fast, he couldn't count them, but the pain in his body was remembered, and he didn't drop a punch or kick.

Soon, his soul was blurred, in a trance, and would disappear at any moment, and the 'Lord' stepped on it vigorously, and suddenly stopped, and his face turned white with fright.

"I almost broke you up, no, I want your body. ”

"Impossible!" Xiao Chen struggled to speak, but he was still smiling and happy.

'Lord' has no choice, if he continues to fight, Xiao Chen will hang up, and he won't get the body, if he doesn't fight, look like this, Xiao Chen will never agree to hand over the body, his eyes are full of surprise, I really didn't expect this kid to be able to bear such intense pain without giving in.

More than 10,000 punches, more than 20,000 feet, and thousands of wing blows, each of which acted on the soul, was more painful than cutting the flesh into pieces, and each time it was the same pain as Ling Chi!

12,000,000, this is nearly 50,000 times of Ling Chi, just imagine, if a person is Ling Chi 50,000 times, he dies and continues to be cut, who can bear it? If someone else is replaced, he would have agreed to everything a long time ago.

But Xiao Chen didn't, not only did he not agree, but he didn't even collapse, his mind was still awake, and he was still facing him... Laugh?

Ruthless!

Definitely a ruthless person!

Even if the 'Lord' is so proud and conceited, he can't help but feel a sense of admiration for the young man in front of him.

But admiration is admiration, you have to get what you want to get, the 'master' stared at Xiao Chen coldly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiao Chen smiled happily: "It's terrible to be uneducated, barbarians are barbarians, there is no background at all, I said old monster, there won't be only a method of torture at the stake in your head, right?" )