"Sunny !!!"

The sound is like weeping blood, and the words are mournful.

The pillar of fire that burst out in the city also exploded in the heart of the desolate world.

For the first time, he had a panicked look on his face.

The identity of the ghost of Huang Liang is known to many people.

Huang Shilie's heart also knew that there was a black hand manipulating behind Wise Haruhide.

But he didn't care about all this.

In the eyes of outsiders, even within the Wasteland family, he is a faint master who is bewitched by beauty and is willing to become a puppet.

Therefore, after the tragic death of the others, the desolate winter boy who fell into despair was so easily controlled by the Sangyan Temple.

But only Huang Shilie himself knew that if it weren't for the appearance of Wise Qingxiu, he would not have had the heart to persist in this day under the fear of Huang Tianmen.

For him, Wise Harumu is a wife and a mother.

It is his only sustenance to survive in this world.

Mourning and heart dying, angry and speechless.

A beastly roar came out of his mouth, and he suddenly looked back at him, staring directly at Li Jun with eyes that showed no signs of humanity.

Poof!

He stepped forward, allowing the spear that penetrated into his body to break out from behind his waist, and in the splash of blood, he actually approached Li Jun against the barrel of the gun, and he was extremely violent.

Li Jun's hairs stood on end suddenly, and an unprecedented sense of crisis ran from the tail vertebrae all the way to the top of his head. Without the slightest hesitation, Li Jun pressed the tail of the gun in his hand, raised his foot and kicked directly at the body of the gun, trying to use his strength to provoke the opponent's body.

But the immovable body of the spear in his hand made Li Jun suddenly feel a sense of powerlessness for mortals to carry mountains on their shoulders.

Boom!

The desolate world smashed his fist into the barrel of the gun, rising and falling, and two diametrically opposed violent forces collided wantonly on the body of the gun.

I saw a crisp crackling sound, and the five-grade spear broke directly from it.

Sharp shards flew sideways between the two of them, tearing through their armor and flesh, and piercing into their bodies.

Under the inertia, Li Jun's figure staggered backwards uncontrollably, but the violent fist shadow had already invaded his line of sight.

Huang Tian's eight skills, boxing thunder!

Eight skills in the yellow sky, fingering skills through the mountain!

Huang Tian's eight skills, palm moon axe!

The desolate spirit has become a madman, and the soaring speed of his fist makes him look like he has six arms on his back, and the attack is like a black cloud pouring down, pulling out the village and destroying the city.

There is nothing else to think about in my heart, and there is only one thought, which is to kill everyone in the city and die for Wise Haruhide!

And this massacre only for revenge, Li Jun is just the beginning.

The screams of genes, the mad sound of suona, the thunder of the heart, the roar of blood.

At this moment, Li Jun's ears were filled with all kinds of voices, excitement, madness, restlessness, fanaticism, but there was no fear, and naturally there was no escape!

Between life and death, there are no more conspiracies and tricks, and there is no matter the pros and cons of enmity and hatred.

Only by going alone and facing the sect, Wu Xu to Wu Xu!

Li Jun's eyes burned with the armor on his body, and the ruthlessness of walking alone all the way was boiling at this moment, only to see the sole of his right foot kicking the ground violently, forcibly stopping his backward body, bowing his back slightly, and pulling away the posture of the gong.

Thunder Yin is against the eight poles, the moon axe is against the tendons, and the dragon is unloaded through the mountains and seas!

The nine-layer sting official controls the dragon and tiger, and the martial arts canggou breaks out in Huangtianmen!

Hide the blood of the five internal organs in the two bodies, and see the five gods fighting and killing Huang Tianli.

The tiger and leopard bite, the dragon and the tiger are entangled!

The-for-tat of genes made Li Jun and Huang Shilie choose the most direct way of playing, standing opposite to each other, and letting go of the bombardment.

At this time, in their minds, there was nothing to kill a thousand enemies and injure eight hundred. Only the enemy will die, and he will win two hundred!

Savage and rough fist to fist, naked and violent blood.

The confrontation was only instantaneous, and the two had exchanged hundreds of punches, and the blood spilled was swallowed up by the cracked earth.

Overhead, the bright moon hides the clouds, and the stars gather light, and they can't bear to look at it anymore, or they don't dare to look at this tragic fight anymore.

On the top of the Tianbao Mountain, the blood-boiling sound of battle stopped abruptly, followed by an extremely dull sound suddenly came out.

Bang!

Li Jun's body was thrown high and flew out, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and the armor of his upper body was shattered.

The sound of the rushing wind sounded behind him, and it was Ma Wang Ye controlling the turbulent air flow from the few parts that could still be operated, trying to alleviate the huge impact force on his body.

Li Jun fell heavily on the ground, and his back ploughed a deep ravine on the mountain floor, until a huge mountain rock was smashed into gravel, and then he could not stop.

The hands trembled uncontrollably, and the twisted fists were already a forest of white bones, and the cracks were inlaid with powdered armor fragments.

Li Junqing sat on the ground, her head lowered, and a mouthful of blood that she couldn't swallow sprayed straight in front of her.

"It fucking hurts!"

The red eyes were still between Wufu's eyebrows, but the light emitted from them had dimmed, and the voice of Ma Wang Ye trembling with pain slowly came out.

"Hey, Lao Li, are you dead? If you die, I'll surrender. ”

After a moment of silence, a weak laugh sounded: "Old Ma, are you so loyal and courageous, righteous and righteous?" ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Ma Wangye's hanging heart finally landed, and he joked: "Walking the rivers and lakes, being able to bend and stretch is the true truth, you kid is still a little tender." Besides, even if Ma Ye and I want to die in this life, I will only die in the resentment of thousands of beautiful women begging me, how can I die on this invisible and untouchable righteousness? ”

"So, you can't die today?"

"Needless to say, it's a must!"

"Haha."

As soon as the smile on Li Jun's face rose, it was immediately replaced by a suppressed muffled snort.

The sharp pain surging up in his five internal organs made the dragon and tiger essence circulating between his mouth and nose become extremely thin. The breath became hot and hot, and the muscles of the whole body spasmed with each swallow.

The long-term opening of various explosive martial arts has made Li Jun's physique reach the limit.

Li Jun raised his hand and touched the tattered clothes on his chest, and in the pocket of the lining, there was once an object similar to a peace lock.

Able to withstand the fatal blow of the fourth sequence.

This is the money that Chen Qisheng gave him to buy his life, and it is completely shattered into powder at this moment.

Just now, the moment Huang Shilie's last punch landed on Li Jun's heart, it was Ma Wangye who activated this Dao weapon at the last moment and successfully saved Li Jun's life.

"Since we can't die, then we won't die today."

A hoarse laugh sounded in the red eyes: "It's time to end, Ma Ye, my women are still waiting to be fed in the Ming Ghost Realm!" ”

Yikes!

With five fingers on the ground, Li Jun stood up with his knees shaky.

Ten zhang away, the desolate world stands quietly, he is not so arrogant that he disdains to chase the poor, but he can't.

The wound on the abdomen pierced by the spear was bleeding profusely, and the ghostly tattoos that once covered the body had been erased with the melted skin, replaced by dense fist marks.

It was precisely because his 'ghost body' was broken in the Buddha Kingdom that he lost his physical advantage in the stand-up attack just now, and he was also seriously injured.

Although it will not run out of oil and the lamp will dry up, it will also reach the end of the strong crossbow.

Looking at Li Jun, who got up again, Huang Shilie didn't wonder why the other party didn't die, and there was only the still boiling beast nature in his empty eyes.

The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained teeth at Li Jun.

Once, Akechi Harumu was a collar around the neck of the absurd, and it was also the pillar that maintained his will.

Now, in the mouths of others, the Huang Liang ghost has disappeared, and the absurd Shilie who used to be a 'human' no longer exists.

All that was left was a bloodthirsty beast.

The moment the eyes of the two collided, the figures disappeared in place at the same time!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of sonic booms rang out in different directions, and the fierce wind blew the rubble on the ground in all directions.

The two figures chased and ran, colliding back and forth, but one of them was noticeably slower.

The wind stopped, and the figure appeared.

Li Jun's fists were clenched in the palm of his hand, and he obviously fell into a disadvantage in the struggle, and the wrist bones clicked straight and folded upward, and it was already at the point of being broken!

At this moment of death, Li Jun's blood-stained face suddenly flushed, and the heartbeat in his chest instantly soared, and the mechanical heart like a soldier stepped into overclocking.

Sting the official law, ten percent!

What flesh and blood pain, what mental exhaustion, all disappeared at this moment.

The pupils under Li Jun's eyes suddenly dilated, and the trembling of excitement to the extreme made him laugh out loud.

With a flip of his wrist, he directly broke free from the clamp of the ten fingers of the absurd world, and the palm of his hand slid up against the opponent's arm, directly clasped the back of the absurd world's head, pressed down with force, and at the same time stood up and raised his knees, and slammed on the door of the absurd world like a bell.

There was no qualification to scream and make a sound, only the terrifying sound of bones collapsing and shattering spread through the air.

The burly body of the desolate world was thrown backwards, but the backward footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

His left foot has been stepped on by Li Jun at some point!

There is no room for respite, and it is still a close combat that cannot be struck.

Click.

Li Jun snapped his wrist and broke off a right arm, and the broken muscles made a crackling sound like a broken bowstring, and the movement did not stop, and he smashed the unrecognizable head of the desolate world with his elbow in every square inch.

Sen Ran's death horror made Huang Shilie unbelievably get rid of the intense dizziness caused by the knee impact, bowed his head, and let go of the elbow strike while his left hand clenched his fist and slammed into Li Jun's abdomen.

Bang!

A mouthful of hot blood sprayed on Huang Shilie's face, but in his reddened sight, he saw a face that was still smiling.

They were all beasts that had forgotten their pain, and each other's fangs had bitten into each other's flesh.

Li Jun's hands were like iron tongs, tightly clasping the fist that was trapped in the abdomen, and at an extremely fast speed, he continued to push downward, and then pushed up, destroying the only remaining left arm of the desolate world, and kicking it out.

Zheng!

Li Jun bent down and ran wildly to catch up, and the mutilated ink armor that had been reduced to a burden on his body broke away on its own, and smashed into the smoke and dust with a clatter. He reached out and grabbed the half-broken spear stuck in the ground, and the edge chased after the center of the brow.

A little cold light instantly magnified in the field of vision, and the absurd Shilie, who had lost his arms, could only barely turn sideways and use his shoulders to meet the opponent's edge.

Poof!

The spear entered the flesh, but it was not as powerful as before, and it was difficult to get stuck in the bones.

Li Jun's vision in front of him also began to blur, and the backlash of the full opening of the official law had begun to appear, and there was not much time left for him.

"Roar!"

Huang Shilie also seemed to sense the weakening of his opponent's momentum, and a terrible roar burst out from his throat, raising his foot and going straight to Li Jun's heart!

Bang!

Bang!

The two exchanged kicks and flew upside down to the sides at the same time.

The remnant spear rubbed against the bones and pulled it out, bringing out a splash of blood, which was thrown in a whirlwind.

Li Jun gritted his teeth, endured a wave of weakness, twisted his back, and rushed again the moment he landed.

See the dragon unloaded!

There was no more dodge to block, and there was no ferocious counterattack that followed, and the punch fell heavily on the heart of the absurd.

The sound of fists colliding is like the last drum beat at the end of the song.

The aftermath spreads, but it is difficult to hide the desolation in the midst of the heroism.

"You win"

The bestiality in the eyes of the absurd Shilie has faded, and in the last flashback, he has rediscovered his identity as a human being.

Although the collapse of his heart was terrifying, he still stood up straight, and his angry tiger eyes were still unruly.

"But I didn't lose to you, but to the hands of Huang Baolong's old dog. If he really regarded me as an apprentice, then it would not be you who is here to fight me today, but his male lord Su Ce, do you believe it? ”

Li Jun was silent, looking at the other party calmly.

"How could I say such nonsense that only a bad breed would say?"

Huang Shilie shook his head and smiled: "It seems that being alive is really a tiresome thing." I've had enough of this fucking world, if you still have the strength, give me another punch and send me on my way early! ”

The green tendons in the neck of the absurd world exploded, and he roared fiercely: "Come on! ”

Li Jun didn't punch again, but slowly spit out a mouthful of bloody hot air.

It's not that I can't bear it, but I don't use it.

The light disappeared quickly, and the light in the eyes of the desolate Shilie seemed to be drained in an instant, and his lips moved, making a sound as thin as a mosquito.

"If she still has a body left, please help me find a cherry blossom tree and bury her."

When he saw Li Jun's head move up and down slightly, Huang Shilie showed a relieved expression, his broken body slowly sank, and his bent knees smashed to the ground.

"Thank you, thank you."

The head of the desolate world fell weakly, and his kneeling body fell forward, but at the moment when his forehead was about to hit the ground, he was caught by a palm.

Da.. Da.

Drops of blood dripped down Li Jun's fingers, smashing the dust floating in the air into the soil.

The dust has settled.

He gently lowered the corpse of the desolate world and closed his dry eyes.

After doing all this, Li Jun sat cross-legged next to the corpse, his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

At this moment, the fighting on earth has ended, and the moonlight finally dares to peek out of the clouds, and a little cold light illuminates the silent mountain peaks and the spilled gravel all over the ground.

The night wind pierced through the torn trees, making a terrible sound like the howling of a mountain ghost.

Someone died, someone cried.

I don't know how long it took, and a little red light slowly lit up when it fell on the ink armor helmet in the distance.

Ma Wang Ye controlled his body and hugged his eyes, but he was shocked to see Li Jun sitting cross-legged on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

And behind him, a huge black shadow was crouching!

"Who the fuck are you, stay away from Ma Ye and my brother! If you fucking dare to hurt him, believe it or not, Master Ma, I will send you to heaven with a stick and three eyes?! ”

"Why does this sound so familiar to me? What day is it? Isn't it refreshing? ”

The black shadow like a mountain slowly approached, and by the moonlight, Ma Wangye finally saw the figure of the other party clearly.

A huge ink armor with incomparably arrogant and domineering spirits!

"Who am I? You can call me Lord of the Devil. ”

(End of chapter)