He Jun looked up to the sky and roared, facing the rising sun, the twilight in the east, his eyes gradually glowed, even if the blood flowed, it could not let him have the slightest distraction, he just stood still, enjoying the fresh and cool morning breeze, after a long time, he finally said softly: "It's good to be alive." ”

He Jun sat down cross-legged on the spot, took out a booklet with a yellow cover from his arms, looked through it for a while, stabilized his breathing, and sat here quietly. The flame that burned on his body was already only a thin layer, but it was extremely black, no one knew how much pain this flame would bring when it burned, but He Jun's face at the moment was extremely calm.

......

"Have you reached the limit?" He Jun asked himself, I don't know if it was a bitter smile, it was not that he didn't want to support it anymore, but it was too tiring, too hard, there was no longer a piece of good meat on his body, and he didn't know how much blood had been lost However, the most important thing was the terrifying black flame, scorching and burning, constantly stimulating He Jun's most sensitive nerves.

This is really the harshest torture in the whole world, He Jun is in a trance, as if sleepwalking, and the dodging movements are not as flexible as before, looking stiff and rigid.

Is it more painful to be alive? He Jun kept asking himself, he hated failure, but he was even more unwilling to give everything, only to find that things were still the same as before, the trajectory had not changed at all, only the length, or half an hour, or an hour.

The idea of giving up was in He Jun's heart, but he was unwilling, he had to make one last fight, he wanted to burn himself to the slightest in the outburst, and it had nothing to do with the black fire, the wounds all over his body, and the enemies in front of him who were all going to take his life.

"I'm going to break out, I'm going to burn, if this fire can't burn me......" He Jun suddenly roared, although the crowd didn't know what he was crazy about, but seeing that he couldn't support it, he was still wasting his remaining physical strength in vain at this time, and they all happened to take this opportunity to regain their energy.

The fire He Jun shouted was naturally not the black fire burning on his body, but the anger in his heart, fused with his unavenged unwillingness, and fused with all the pressure he had accumulated in his lifetime, this roar was as if it had touched some internal organ in his body, He Jun felt that his ** soul was burning, and his spirit was extremely excited, and he could see every move of the enemy clearly, and the green tendons on his arms were agitated, which was a metaphor for the huge power contained in this moment.

"I want to be immortal and immortal, I can't kill me this day, if anyone wants to kill me, I will crush him to ashes!"

He Jun stepped forward suddenly, this step was like a knife pulled out by the big man before, no one could see clearly, in less than the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Yiren, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, He Jun directly punched this person's head.

"Boom!"

Another ball of flesh and blood fireworks burst into the air.

"Even if your backer is tough......"

He Jun stepped out in one step, clenched his fist with his right hand, and directly blasted away the slash with his body, and his left leg was lucky, and he kicked the chest of the person he chose, and the person's chest directly surged like a wave, and his eyes rolled, and he died like this.

"No matter how big the gap between you and me is......"

"You shouldn't ...... Come and provoke me!"

He Jun's thunderous means directly killed two people in a row, even if everyone knew that he couldn't last too long at this moment, he was also taken by the power for a while, and they all cowered, not daring to step forward, at this moment, He Jun really did it with the strength of one person to single-handedly challenge the other party's group, this is the potential, He Jun gradually shaped the general trend for himself in the passage of time, but the formation of this momentum is at the cost of He Jun's life.

Although He Jun vaguely felt all this, he didn't understand it very well.

The white-haired old man standing in the shadows had his eyes lit up, and his dry palm slapped on his thighs at once, and he was about to walk out excitedly, but his eyebrows suddenly shook, as if he sensed something, and stabilized his body again.

"Shameless thief, harm my young master's life, don't hurry up and arrest him!"

Just when the scene entered a dead silence, an old voice suddenly came out, the sound of the first word would make people think that he was a hundred meters away, and when the last word was shouted, he had already appeared in front of everyone.

"A group of waste, so many people, even he can't deal with any of them!" This is actually an old man who has lost a leg, but even if he loses a leg, it has no effect on him in the slightest, and he is acting as fast as the wind at this moment. When all the Tianjiao heard this, their faces turned red, and their anger surged, but that's all, obviously in the face of this old man, they didn't even have the courage to do it.

"Old man, do you want to kill me?" He Jun really couldn't stand the old man's crookedness, he wanted to kill and kill, and if he wanted to fight, he would fight quickly.

When the old man saw He Jun speak, he didn't know what to think, obviously he didn't understand a word, but instead made a sanctimonious look, and said flatly: "Don't worry, the old man will never kill you, but will serve you comfortably." ”

When he said this, He Jun naturally had no reaction, but all the Tianjiao behind him shook his body together, this old man is famous, called a heart-eating old ghost, limited by talent, the realm can not go, seeing that Shouyuan is approaching, but it is psychologically distorted, and he takes pleasure in torturing people, it is said that this person's creed is that the more painful a person is before death, the more delicious his heart is.

It's still the same old saying, the scourge lasts for a thousand years, it's really true, seeing that he is about to fall in half a year, but he just encountered the foundation realm trial once in 10,000 years, if he gets any chance in it, it is not impossible to go further.

He Jun can no longer suppress the ** of the battle, this old man is standing in the opponent's camp, it is clear that the enemy is the enemy, while his fire is still burning, he simply fights happily, regardless of his red tape of respecting the old and loving the young, although this old man is so thin, maybe he can tear it apart.

He Jun took a step forward directly and slammed into the other party with a punch, the old man watched He Jun's fist get closer and closer, and he didn't dodge or dodge, He Jun thought to himself that this old man was not crazy, but fortunately, the world was in chaos now, even if this old man was really killed by himself, he would not be held responsible.

What He Jun didn't expect was that seeing that his fist had hit the old man's face, almost a finger away, the old man's palm suddenly moved, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, directly in front of He Jun's fist, and then just a slight force, it immediately shook He Jun.

The old man shook his head in disappointment, looked at his palm and said, "It's slow, it's still slow, there is no aura, and I feel like I don't have the strength to walk." ”

Fortunately, the two sides do not understand the language at this moment, otherwise He Jun may be directly angry and vomit blood, and he may die. He Jun was shocked to the ground, but a huge force erupted in his body again, almost shattering his already scarred body, at this time He Jun really lost all his ability to act, the corner of the old man's mouth twitched, and he was about to step on He Jun's chest with a jump on one leg.

If this step is solid, even if He Jun still has his life, it will be almost there, I saw that the old man fell rapidly, and saw that the soles of his feet had stepped on the protruding fibers on He Jun's clothes.

At this moment, a white shadow flashed, and then everyone saw that a white-clothed and white-haired old man suddenly appeared beside He Jun, also standing on one foot, and his other foot was supporting the one-legged old man from before.

The white-haired old man looked at his right foot gloomily, sighed heavily, and although he didn't speak, he was still captured by everyone at this moment: "It's slow, it's slow." ”

The one-legged old man's face was directly flushed with anger, and he flew directly from the white-haired old man's feet to the side on his tiptoes, and then screamed and pounced again.

The white-haired old man saw the situation, and there was no change in his dark color, and his natural waist was on the side, as if he usually practiced at home, and when the one-legged old man attacked, he was still as steady as Mount Tai, his face did not change, but a dry fist stretched out.

This punch is light and weak, and people who have studied martial arts a little bit shake their heads after seeing it, this old man is obviously a little big because of the previous speed advantage, he definitely doesn't know that the monster he is facing, even if he has no aura and can't use magic, it is still terrifying.

In an instant, the mighty kick and the weak and light fist have collided together, what is surprising is that as soon as the two collided, the white-haired old man shook, and the horse step was directly broken, and he retreated three steps in a row, and the one-legged old man was suddenly knocked away seven or eight feet away, and after landing, the one-legged leg continued to bounce on the ground to buffer, but there was a faint clicking sound, but the bone crack had occurred.

The white-haired old man walked up to He Jun's side, put his palm on his chest, and said slowly, "Rest, child, it's all right." He Jun only felt that a steady stream of heat came out of the old man's palm, and he was extremely comfortable for a while, and he really fell asleep.

Seeing that the white-haired old man who suddenly appeared was also a native of the earth, they were frightened for a while, and fled in all directions, but the white-haired old man didn't look at them, and walked straight towards the old man with a broken leg.

That's right, the old man with the broken leg stood still at this time, not because he didn't want to move, but because he didn't dare to move, the bones of his entire leg were completely shattered into powder, as long as he moved, he never had the chance to stand up again.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm going to use your life to save someone." ”