brother is right

Chapter 297 Killing Half

The door shattered, and white light shot into the sky, which naturally attracted the attention of the people inside the door.

Immediately, several brawny men with the same bare upper body appeared, pointing at Song Yin and shouting.

"you!"

boom!
Song Yin stepped away, flashed in front of the man, threw his fist horizontally, and the white light exploded, blasting off half of his body.

"Yes!"

With a punch, Song Yin flew up with a leg, and that leg swung forward like a whip, kicking the person in half, and a large part of the middle of the body was blasted off, leaving only the chest and lower body.

"what!"

After kicking, Song Yin retracted his foot to the ground, twisted his waist, and punched straight, blasting a U-shaped dent in the upper body of the speaker.

"people?"

"what!!"

Fist blasted out, Song Yin opened his mouth directly, and drink out a white light, directly drowning the man without a trace.

In an instant, four people were killed.

The rest of the wrestlers stood there with their eyes wide open, like sculptures.

One of them was about to speak, but then he reacted suddenly and tightly covered his mouth.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, I'm here!"

At this moment, Sun Jiubei fell from the sky. He clenched his fist and was about to enter the battlefield, but then he froze.

these people.
Is he being immobilized by the elder brother?
How do not move ah.

boom!
At this moment, a figure jumped from the sky in the distance, quickly landed on the ground, stepped on the cracks in the floor, and stirred up a cloud of smoke and dust.

"Who are you?!"

Out of the smoke and dust, a wrestler stepped out. The figure of this wrestler was comparable to that of the third junior brother. He was three meters tall, with a majestic physique, and his muscles were distributed on his upper body like pieces of iron, like a giant spirit god.

Song Yin narrowed his eyes, and his divine light flashed.

This person is at the ninth level of qi refining, in a state of ecstasy.

"I am Song Yin of Jinxianmen, and you are the leader of this Hercules Sect?" Song Yin asked.

"Golden Immortal Sect? Never heard of it! I am Wan Yangu, the patriarch of the Lishi Sect, you broke through my door and killed my disciples, are you here to find fault!"

The wrestler gritted his teeth, his muscles and veins were exposed, and the air he exhaled from his nose was like an arrow.

"this body"

Sun Jiubei couldn't help opening his spiritual eyes, which surprised him.

Although he is not afraid, he has to admit that this person's body is the strongest among the evil ways he has seen. When he was trapped in the Armored Gate, the leader's body was not as strong as this guy.

"Brother, leave it to me!"

Sun Jiubei walked forward and said, "I'll kill him!"

But just as he was about to pass Song Yin's position, Song Yin stretched out his arm and stopped him.

"Brother?"

"half."

Song Yin said lightly: "The leader will not be killed, the rest of the disciples."

He paused, as if he was looking at something, "Kill half of the 42 disciples of the Lishi sect in the city."

"what?!"

Wan Yangu froze for a moment, and opened his eyes wide.

Are there actually 42 disciples in the city?

He stared at the rest of the people and asked, "Do I have so many people?"

The other wrestlers were also a little puzzled, they nodded first and then shook their heads.

Nodding, maybe there are so many people.

Shaking their heads, they didn't know either.

The entire Lishi sect is not only stationed in the city, but also those who go to the front line and stationed within their range. As for the total number of people... he doesn't know.

In the past, he accepted apprentices who were qualified and pleasing to the eye. In the past two or three hundred years, he did not know how many he accepted. Who cares how many people he has,
Then he came to his senses and said angrily, "Where is the madman!"

Boom! !

Wan Yangu stepped forward, shaking the floor and splashing gravel, the whole person is like a bull, rushing forward, the fist seems to have a certain momentum, after the fist is swung, the rolled-up air turns into In essence, it turned into a fist of Qi, like a hill, smashing towards Song Yin.

That man in silver armor is not important.

It was this farmer-like man who challenged him.

Kill him first, and then deal with that man in silver armor.

Is this still available?

Their Lishi sect dare not say that they are number one in the world in Beigao Kingdom, but no one dares to provoke them. Although there are no land gods, even if the land gods come, he will not be afraid of Wanyan.

This place was originally their sphere of influence!
It has been like this for hundreds of years, and it is still on the front line of Beigao Kingdom. If Nanping Kingdom really wants to fight, they are here to carry the front line, which shows that they are naturally strong.

Every disciple of the Lishi sect is considered invincible at the same level since the third level.

Even at the fifth level, their physical body is strong enough to resist their spells, and it doesn't matter if they reach Tongyou.

People have small supernatural powers, and they also have small supernatural powers.

In terms of physique, there is no other country in Beigao!
Like this Jinxianmen, which I have never heard of, it is obviously here to grab the territory.

"You don't even ask, what is the status of my Lishizong in Beigao Kingdom, and it's a wrong calculation to grab the land and come to me!"

The huge fist followed Wanyan's bone arm down and smashed straight at Song Yin.

"Die!!"

boom! !

The mountain of fists fell, and just when it was about to reach the top of Song Yin's head, a silver light flashed over quickly, resisting the mountain of fists and fell, making a loud noise, the air wave turned into a circle and spread around, forcing those warriors to go Retreat, and those who are close are directly blown away.

As soon as Wan Yangu had a ferocious smile on his face, he was suddenly taken aback, his fists couldn't penetrate an inch in the smoke and dust.

call!
And as the air wave continued to blow away, the smoke and dust were also blown away, exposing Sun Jiubei's entire body.

This man's huge fist hit Sun Jiubei's head right now, and he raised his head, staring at this man with a smile on his face: "I have a brazen head and an iron bone, you can't beat me!"

"Cut! Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

Bronze-headed and iron-boned, it sounds powerful, but Wanyan's bones show disdain.

Gold and iron are hard to add, and cannonballs can't fall. Their Lishizong has passed the sixth level, and everyone can do it.

This Golden Immortal Sect, like them, is probably a body refiner.

Nothing amazing.

With a few more punches, this body will be broken!
If it doesn't work, hit every part of the body once, and you can always find the gate of life.

Wanyan Gu withdrew his fist and shook it hard, just about to continue to punch forward.

hum!
But suddenly, a silver light shone around him.

Spiritual eyes bloomed in Sun Jiubei's brows, and he glanced at Wanyan Gu's body. Immediately, Wanyan Gu felt a chill all over his body, as if he had been seen through something, looked inside and out.

Before he even had time to react, he saw the man in silver armor approaching him, stretching out two fingers and poking hard at his lower dantian.

This seemingly iron-like muscle, under Sun Jiubei's two fingers, seemed to have been poked into some soft flesh, and those two fingers were firmly embedded in it.

"you!"

Wanyan's face turned pale with shock, and then his legs and feet went limp, and he fell to his knees with a slap. The huge body suddenly fell, and the floor was crushed by his knees.

This guy. Poked his life!

Why is it so easy to find his gate of life? !
boom!
Sun Jiubei flicked his leg, kicked Wanyan Gu's head, and flew him sideways with one kick. At the same time, he stomped his foot, as if shrinking the ground into an inch, and quickly reached a wrestler. The fist slammed , hit that person on the head, and red and white things exploded like fireworks.

"Eldest brother said to kill half, I will kill half! Evil way, suffer death!!"

Regardless of the splattered dirt on his face, Sun Jiubei grimly spoke to these warriors like a devil.

(End of this chapter)