The falling Wu Mourning was like a meteor burning with a fierce intent, slamming straight towards the huge human pillar monster, and at that moment, in the eyes of Han Jin, who also fell, it seemed to be a flying missile, and it hit a mountain of meat straight like this.

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest retreat!

If you want to fight, then fight to the end!

This impact caused the entire hospital space to shake violently.

Whether it was the terrifying head nurse, or the chief surgeon with a scalpel in his hand, or the more than twenty Faxiang trapped in the operating room, they all vaguely saw in the perception of Faxiang, a statue with angry eyes, emitting a red light that burned all sins, and crashed into another darker and more massive existence.

Space is moaning violently!

It was as if there were countless blunt saws, tearing back and forth across the space.

"Such a strong fighting spirit, this son is terrifying."

Zhou Butong couldn't help but gasp.

Many of them can achieve similar results by touching the pillar in anger, but such an impact requires great courage, because the Faxiang is extremely firm but also fragile, so it is like sacrificing their lives to crash, if it is not the most self-confident to the extreme, firmly believing that they will not be blinded by any trace of external mental pollution, and break their own martial arts path, then such a collision is self-seeking death or self-destruction of the martial arts!

Ask your opponent, do you dare to gamble everything with yourself!?

"How can I be a warrior of my generation?"

Although I don't know who this strong man is, for the Dharma Phases who are isolated from information, difficult to communicate with each other, and are tired of being troubled by the disgusting methods of the other pillar chief surgeon, this is like a shot in the arm that has been injected suddenly, and each Dharma Phase has more or less sent its own mental bombardment in the direction of the human pillar!

No matter who is sacrificing their lives to fight and kill monsters, they will definitely help!

Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind.

More blows down, stars like rain.

Wu Mourning's fall slammed into the sky, and the huge flesh and blood monster human pillar instantly felt the fierce battle intent bombardment from the living martial artists. It was like the fall of a meteor that brought countless meteors to find their target, and even Han Jin was excited to participate in it.

This is not a dharma.

Instead, more than 20 Dharma ministers, under the collective wisdom and efforts, will take turns to bombard and kill their different beliefs and ideas for martial arts through the power of their hearts. At that moment, for the screaming human pillar monster, it was as if it had been beaten by a group, and many forces of the law phase were wantonly performing martial arts bombardment on its body!

Although the power may not be strong, it is large and varied!

The visible power of the mind burst the heads that poked out of the entangled sarcoma, and when it was too late, the figure of Wu Mourning who rushed into it pierced out from the other side, his body was entangled with all kinds of wriggling flesh and blood, and the dead and corrupt black blood continued to invade his law phase.

"Get out!"

However, as Wu shouted angrily, those evil thoughts and flesh entangled in his body were like insects that had been sanitized by insecticides, and they fell stiffly and curly, and then they were directly blown into ashes by the red armor breath on his body, and Wu Mourning, who stopped falling, stood in mid-air, looking coldly at the human pillar.

The massive, hill-like monster was knocked through by him.

In that brief contact against the bombardment.

Both sides used their minds to challenge each other, impartially, like two sharp blades that split against each other, slashing straight up. Wu Mourning was almost lost in the other party's complicated desires, and that torrent-like impact was enough to turn a person into an idiot or unrecognizable!

But the pillar wasn't much better.

The contest between the mind and the mind is interactive in terms of will.

Even though Wu Mian was weakened and nauseated, and wanted to vomit, he still stood up to his bones and survived everything. In the contest of wills, the human pillar is unlucky, it does not have a unified consciousness at all, all are scattered miscellaneous thoughts, such as the fear of death, the obsession of not wanting to die, and the blackening of despair.

In the clash of wills, these are in fact tortures.

The human pillar tortured Wu Mourning's heart.

Aren't you afraid of death? Don't you want to live forever? Don't you want to take revenge on everything? It can feel the deeply buried and terrifying extreme anger in Wu Mourning's heart.

However, Wu Mourning only replied.

Grandpa Wu is willing!

How do I live, how do I live, and when it's your turn to teach Lao Tzu something that you don't understand, eat my Dali Ping A!!

Wu Mourning survived the torture of the human pillar like this.

Although it is very strange, considering that his brain may be full of muscles, it is not unacceptable to bombard him with such a violent and angry blast, anyway, there is no shortage of human beings.

But the human pillar is not comfortable.

Wu Mourning's will is like a diamond hitting a ball of loose sand, and the torture from Wu Mourning is very simple, that is, Lao Tzu is alive like this, come and come, and fight me to the death! Everything else is superfluous, just like you, a monster, are also superfluous, eat me a punch!

Extreme beliefs have been run over in such an impossible way.

Looking back at the huge human pillar under Wu Mourning's feet, it began to burst, as if countless explosives in his body began to detonate, and the emotional aggregates that were defeated by Wu Mourning's beliefs began to struggle to try to break away, some of them tore, some committed suicide, some bit each other, and they all began to try to stay away from Wu Mourning in the oppression of the law that they couldn't deal with, or try to deal with him.

Deal with this Xuanwu Heavenly King who cleanses demons and evil spirits.

The violently turbulent monster roared and cursed at the condescending Wu mourning.

Obviously, the human pillar is even larger in size, but at this moment, under the swirling dark sky, Wu Mourning, who stands at the highest point, is like a huge statue of a god, as steady as Mount Tai pressing the filth under his feet. Fearless, thoughtless, fearless, rightfully suppressed, no matter what you say, no matter how you quibble, Grandpa Wu will blow you up!

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

You're beaten to the ground, and you dare to come to me?

"Don't say these unknown things to provoke me, then give me a ruthless whereabouts, look at it, this is your life."

The golden body of the icon, the real armor of the dragon.

The forged Fa is indestructible, and even if you completely burn yourself, it is impossible to compromise the slightest bit with despicable filth, either you die or the jade is burned.

Wu Mourning became more determined in the torture.

Rather for broken jade, not for the tile!

See God!!

The burning intensity was reported again, and this time the vision of the meteor did not fall from the sky, but rose from the ground and fought for nine days!

Again! Again!

(End of chapter)