'Bah, Bah, Woo'!

Chengsheng can't remember how many punches he thrown

He only remembered that he would feel an inexplicable pleasure at the moment of his fist, and this pleasure prompted him to keep punching Gozuki in the chest.

When the pleasure gradually wore off, Chengsheng could react, and Wuyue had already been beaten by his violent blows, and he was completely out of breath.

It seems that the move just now was a bit too much?

Chengsheng looked around, glanced at the monks with frightened expressions on their faces, and then looked at Wuyue under him.

He adjusted his mentality, forcibly put away the weird and inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and said with an innocent face: "Everyone, you all heard it just now, it was this monk himself who said that he wanted to separate life and death, so it's normal for me to kill him, right?" ”

The audience was silent, and no one dared to answer the words of survival.

They were frightened by the madness of being alive.

Although there are no good people in the Yin Si Stream, these monks who have been more or less polluted all think that they have done it, and they beat people to death as if they were alive.

Can.

It may be like surviving, beating people to the point that the flesh and blood are blurred, and there is still no intention of stopping.

And when he was beaten, there was a heartfelt smile on the corner of his mouth.

The monks here thought that it was impossible for them to reach this level.

It's also too twisted

"Maniac!"

on the venue.

I don't know who it is, so I couldn't help but whisper a sentence at the bottom.

For a moment, everyone stared at Chengsheng with the eyes of a madman.

Fear.

Awe.

Abhor.

was stared at by everyone, and he felt that the atmosphere became a little awkward, so he showed a kind smile.

This laugh is even more perverted

Seeing Chenghuo smiling, all the monks present felt even more panicked.

Everyone was silent.

And so it wasn't long after.

The master of the Rashomon Gate got up and started a round game: "Everyone, but there are still people who want to challenge the elders of my sect, if no one challenges him, then the position of the leader of the six major gangs will be disrespectful in the next place!" ”

"Humph!"

In the ranks of the Longhu Gang.

Ni Li snorted coldly and got up from his seat, as if he was about to jump into the ring and fight with Cheng Sheng.

But the moment he got up, a person next to him hurriedly pressed his shoulder.

"Amitabha!"

The one who held down Nili's shoulder was the little Buddhist monk Wuyin.

He pronounced the Buddha's name, and said with a hint of anger in his tone: "Master Cheng killed my senior brother Wuyue, this cause and effect, I should go and end it with him." ”

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Ni Li to speak, and directly took out a black meat ball and put it in his mouth.

It wasn't until he swallowed the ball of meat in his stomach that he jumped into the ring.

Wu Yin's small actions are completely in his eyes.

Although he didn't know what the black meat ball Goin ate was, he felt that something was wrong in his heart, and he instinctively didn't want to give the meat ball a chance to play.

Without too much nonsense.

At the moment when Wu Yin jumped into the ring, Chenghuo decisively jumped out of the ring and said to the monks around him: "Everyone, I'm tired, and rest first, you can continue." ”

Little Buddhist monk, huh?

Swallowing black meat balls boosts combat power, right?

I'm not going to fight!

- According to the regulations, the winner in the ring can get off the ring at any time to rest.

Therefore, the survival of this wave of operations is completely within the scope of the rules.

He didn't count out as being eliminated by doing so.

This made Satoru, who had swallowed the black meat ball and was going to fight with Cheng Xing to break the net, only to feel like he had punched the air.

He stared at life in the ring, his chest rising and falling, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Roar"!

Suddenly, Satoru let out an angry roar from his mouth, and the whole person fell to his knees.

The muscles of his whole body swelled, the muscles of his head bulged, and he pounced on Chengsheng like a wild beast.

"What do you want to do, you bald donkey?"

Seeing that Wu Yin in the ring was unruly, he directly pounced on Chengsheng, who had already gotten out of the ring, Jurui, the master of Rashomon, immediately jumped out of his position.

In mid-air, he waved a palm in the direction of Wu Yin, and when he waved his palm, he heard the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon groaning.

Meanwhile.

Not to be outdone, Wu Yin summoned a blood-red giant Buddha phantom behind him, and also waved his palm towards Ju Rui, the master of Rashomon.

Wu Yin waved his palm, and the phantom of the blood-red giant Buddha behind him also waved his palm.

This palm, separated by a few meters away from Ju Rui, the master of the Rashomon Gate, was opposite.

'Poof'!

Under the intersection of palm forces, Ju Rui actually spat blood from his mouth, and the whole person flew upside down from the air.

He is not at all the opponent of Goin who swallowed the black meat ball.

"You!" Jurui lay on the ground, looking at Goin in disbelief.

"Amitabha!"

After repelling Jurui, Satoru looked around.

He clasped his hands together and smiled: "This battle, this is a personal grudge between me and Master Cheng, he killed my senior brother, I naturally want to take revenge." ”

"Don't interfere, poor monks, you will never hurt the innocent."

If Goin hadn't shown it, he would have the strength to injure Jurui with just one blow.

So whether it is to maintain order in the arena or to become famous, there will definitely be people who will come forward to capture Wuyin.

However, after seeing that Goin had injured Jurui with a single blow, all the monks dismissed this idea and retreated to the corner of the hall to watch what happened.

Everyone stood by and watched.

Meanwhile.

Over time, the black balls of flesh that Goin swallowed have gradually taken effect.

The bulging muscles on his body gradually turned an eerie purple red.

The meridians in his body drilled out of his skin, and gradually thickened and expanded, forming a hideous purple-red tentacle.

"It's a mutation!"

Ground.

Ju Rui, the master of the Rashomon Sect, who saw the doorway, grabbed his chest while rushing to remind him: "Be careful, the meat ball that the bald donkey just swallowed should contain a lot of 'flesh and blood power'. ”

Although the monks of Yin Sijian have also been infected by the 'power of flesh and blood'.

But on weekdays, they all stay away from this power, and suppress the pollution caused by the 'power of flesh and blood' by drinking yellow spring water and absorbing the unrefined 'power of pain'.

No one has ever taken the initiative to swallow an unknown black ball of flesh with the 'power of flesh' like Wu Yin

Doing so is self-defeating!

But Satoru just did that.

The cause of the mutation, which has been mutated and seems to have lost its self-consciousness, glanced at the survival not far away.

He smiled strangely, and the tentacles formed by the meridians on his body surface immediately followed his gaze towards the direction where Chengsheng was.

The speed of those tentacles is just too fast.

Unable to dodge, Cheng Huo decisively opened the 'Golden Light Divine Armor' to the twenty-first layer.

At this moment, his body swelled violently to more than three meters tall, and his body was covered with countless black flesh pieces, and he directly resisted Wu Yin's tentacle attack.

"This"

Because of the miraculous powers of the two, all the monks in the venue were stunned.

Ju Rui looked at Elder Ouzitong in the door, and said with a confused expression: "Is the black piece of flesh on the surface of the old man's body a supernatural power or some kind of mutation?" ”

"No, I don't know." Ou Zitong shook his head: "He has never shown those black pieces of meat in front of us before. ”

At this moment, when Po Yazhi looked at Chengsheng again, her face had lost the expression of interest she had before.

All that was left on her face was astonishment.

She turned her head to the green-skinned monk on the side and said, "What is the origin of the elder of Rashomon?" Those black pieces of flesh on his body were caused by mutation? ”

"I can't do it!"

The green-skinned monk didn't know anything.

After he replied 'I don't know', he showed a look of obsession, and looked at Po Yazhi with squints.

"Holy shit, shit!" Po Yazhi scolded helplessly, and then continued to look at Chengsheng.

(End of chapter)