Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 91 True Yang
The color of the body that was originally filled with ice-blue energy changed at this moment, and it all turned into crimson red.

Familiar energy filled the whole body.

"This is?!"

Really positive energy.

Pan Ye's skin was red, and his head was so hot that it exploded, as if there was endless rage to pour out.

The consciousness of madness and tyranny is gone, but it is replaced by violent and angry emotions.

Barely maintaining his sanity, black gas gushes out from the wound continuously, and all the black and red blood is driven out of the body by the true yang energy, ticks and falls on the ground, turning into a small ball of burning flames, the three weapons pierced The muscles in the wound squirmed, leaving only a faint red mark.

Pan Ye felt that his blood was boiling, and there was no place in his body that was not burning, and the pain was unbearable.

The aggressive heat spread out from the body, distorting the surrounding air, and the weak light illuminated the dark living room dark red.

An invisible coercion spread outward from the inside of the dantian, like ripples, rising and falling one after another, causing the remaining evil spirits to twist and shake.

"Hot, so hot! Painful and hot!"

There is a sense of rage that wants to burn everything up.

Pan Ye, who turned his back to the main body of the evil spirit, suddenly turned his head, and his eyes happened to meet the black arrow that had already condensed in its hand.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow took a dark trajectory and shot straight at the center of his eyebrows.

Zheng~
The silver dust gun that fell on the ground clanked and was picked up by an unknown force, and fell into Pan Ye's hands. A little red spark ignited in his hand, and then the flames became more and more intense, spreading to the entire spear in an instant.

In the end, the whole silver spear turned into a flaming spear at this moment.

"Clang~"

The tip of the long spear was accurately pointed on the arrow, and the crimson flame surrounding the tip of the spear swept over the arrow, incinerated it completely, and dissipated in a curl of smoke.

The veins on his forehead burst out, his face was as red as Guan Gong, and the sweat on his forehead turned into wisps of white mist as soon as it was formed.

"Kill you!"

Pan Ye showed a maniacal smile, stomped heavily, and there was a loud bang, his figure suddenly blurred, his body rubbed against the atmosphere, bringing up a series of dark red afterimages, and rushed towards the evil soul clone on the left who was about to regroup and attack.

Swish.

The dark red afterimage flitted past the masked blood soul clone, and the red gun light was precisely positioned between the latter's eyebrows, without stopping, it attacked another clone more than ten meters away to the left.

In just half a breath, the reddish shadow where Pan Ye stood first slowly dissipated, and there were six reddish afterimages in different poses in the airy living room.

Pan Ye's hair was blown by the strong wind, and almost at the same time, the clones of the six evil spirits exploded into black smoke and were swallowed up by the crimson.

The remaining six evil soul clones were instantly wiped out.

"Ha~"

Pan Ye straightened his spear, aiming the tip of the spear between the eyebrows of the main body of the evil spirit, and exhaled water vapor from his mouth for more than one meter.

"Ben Lei."

Without giving the evil soul time to breathe, the blazing silver dust gun has a restrained brilliance, and the tip of the gun is covered with crimson thunder marks, which contains terrifying power.

The evil spirit also seemed to sense the danger, and his eyes became even more bewitching, staring straight at Pan Ye.

"dumb!"

The screams that resounded through the sky caused waves of sound and crashed into Pan Ye's head.

At the same time, the evil soul's body soared, turning into a three-meter-tall man with a blurred complexion, only revealing a pair of eyes full of resentment.

The black air on its body twisted for a while, and eight arms emerged from his arms and shoulders, each holding a strangely shaped weapon.

This weapon was clearly held by the previous evil soul clone.

Distortions appeared in front of him, dots of Venus Siyi, unexplainable villains running around in the field of vision, but this situation only lasted for less than a breath, and his mind was once again taken over by irritability.

The sharp howling shook his facial features to bleed black blood again, and as soon as it flowed out, it was burned into a foul-smelling gas by the fiery true yang energy.

Pan Ye took a step forward, walking with the wind and fire, and appeared in front of it in an instant. He stretched his back expressionlessly, his spine crackled like a big dragon, and the thunder marks on the tip of the gun lit up in red, and he spun at a high speed. Poke to the giant's belly.

"Ow~"

The giant roared, and the four thick arms on the left and right each exerted strength, swung the blade, and the chaotic knives fell together in the same direction.

"boom!"

With a deafening bang, eight weapons smashed hard on Pan Ye's Silver City Spear, and a ring-shaped air wave visible to the naked eye spread outward from the point where the weapons joined, shattering the living room wall in all directions without dead ends.

All of a sudden, the veins popped up all over Pan Ye's body, his body was so red that he was almost oozing blood, and the parts below his knees were deeply smashed into the ground.

Outside the living room, translucent thin curtains shone with blue light appeared around the main building. Zu Wei, Wen Hou, Tang Yuan, and Tong Jing stood at the four corners of the east, west, north, south, and looked inside solemnly.

The shock wave slammed into the thin screen, causing the light screen to flicker and almost disappear. The faces of the two guards turned pale, and blood flowed from their noses.

Tangyuan was even more embarrassed, and was directly thrown away by the shock wave that hit the light curtain. Tangyuan's small body directly hit the courtyard wall, screamed and slid down slowly.

"Boom."

The small building that lost its wall support finally couldn't stand the devastation of the two sixth graders. The bricks, stones and planks on the top of the head rustled and were about to collapse.

"what!!"

This time it was the turn of Pan Ye's true yang energy, like a gangrene attached to the bone, along the place where the weapons collided, the black energy was like high-quality fuel, and the energy burned fiercely.

The giant screamed for the first time.

The black energy that covered the evil soul's body before has gradually faded away, and the eight arms that have transformed are even more obscure, almost disappearing.

He didn't have any obvious scars on his whole body, but not only his cheeks but also the skin on his body showed an abnormal color, which was strangely red.

Regardless of the bloody tiger's mouth, Pan Ye shook his head, fixed his eyes on the evil spirit, trying not to let his increasingly empty and tired body pass out.

"Boy, cheer up, this guy is about to die, so don't fall down at this time."

Ting Nan's irritable words could be heard faintly in his head.

He tried to pull out his legs that were stuck on the ground, but the severe pain and weakness from his legs made him give up this idea.

The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road.

The word flashed inexplicably in my mind.

Pan Ye clenched the spear in his hand, and pumped up all his energy again.

wow.

The silver spear ignited the red flame again, he raised his right hand, which was becoming more and more ineffective, and tried his best to gather the energy in his body.

As Pan Ye sucked the energy out of his body recklessly, the last bit of redness disappeared in his dantian.

The flames of the silver gun rose sharply, turning from red to deep red, and finally turned into a blazing white light gun.

"go with!"

Pan Ye's eyes widened with anger, and with the last bit of strength in his body, he threw the blazing spear at the giant's forehead!
(End of this chapter)