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Chapter 62 How can such a fragile body be worthy of the name of a warrior?
With a height of five meters, combined with Yan Ji's inflated figure, he was huge and terrifying, and all the members of the Luo family looked like babies who hadn't grown up under his feet.

Hundreds of weapons slashed at his calf, making clanking and colliding sounds.

Some of the stronger guards even broke the blades in their hands, and they all looked at the broken blades in their hands in astonishment.

Although Yan Ji, who is in the state of law, sky and earth, does not have the defense of copper skin that is impenetrable to all magic, but it is not far behind in terms of physical defense alone.

These ordinary weapons are just tickling him, even if they are sharp weapons, if they are not strong enough, it will be difficult to break his skin.

"This... what kind of monster is this!?"

Some mentally weak guards of the Luo family couldn't bear the terrifying pressure from Yan Ji, they collapsed physically and mentally, and fled towards the door crying.

"Haha, what are you running for? Your grandpa Yan is not enjoying himself yet, shock!!"

Yan Ji laughed wildly, his already thick arms swelled up again, his skin was as black as iron, he clenched his fists with both hands, and hammered them down.

Where his arms passed, the air twisted and black air whizzed past.

This is not only the distortion caused by his terrifying force combined with the "shock", but also the terrifying heat radiated from his huge body, distorting the air like a huge furnace.

At this moment, Yan Ji's body temperature instantly surpassed that of ordinary people, his blood, muscles and skin were scorching hot, and black steam spewed out from the pores of his whole body, adding to the black air that entangled his body.

It became thicker and thicker, and even began to corrode the surrounding environment, causing a "sizzling" sound, just like real "Zhen Qi".

This is something that Yan Ji could not feel before under the blessing of Hundred Thousand Black Mountains.

Boom! ! ! !
Both arms touched the ground, and a loud noise enough to deafen people went in all directions.

The horrific heat wave rolled up countless pieces of stone slabs, sand, flowers, plants and trees on the ground and slapped them around.

Puff puff puff! ! !

The bodies that had no time to escape were torn to shreds, blood and internal organs were scattered everywhere.

The second son of the Luo family and some powerful fighters changed their faces drastically, and they fled to the distance with all their strength early on, wishing they could grow a few more legs.

"Qi and blood! Definitely a warrior of Qi and blood!!"

The second son of the Luo family was frightened and frightened. He had seen his father make a move. In terms of destructive power, Yan Ji was even stronger than Luo Tianyang, but in terms of the power of "true energy". Much less.

In his eyes, the black qi wrapped around Yan Ji's body is Yan Ji's "true qi". Although it looks huge, it is not as good as his father's "Frost True Qi" in terms of quality and specificity.

"Fortunately, I still have a chance to escape. If it were my father, we would be frozen into ice cubes in an instant, and none of us would be able to escape."

He rejoiced in his heart, and he was even more rejoiced that he had practiced martial arts with legs and feet, he could run faster than Gengujing, and he was the first among all the people who ran away when they saw the situation was wrong.

"As long as my father is still there, our Luo family will be there, and when my father comes back, it will be the time of Yan Ji's death. Now my elder brother has also been killed by him. From now on, I will be the heir of the Luo family. I must live on!"

Thoughts kept flickering in the mind of the second son of the Luo family, he gritted his teeth, and at the same time took out a blood-black pill from his bosom, and was about to take it.

call! !

Suddenly, a huge black hand roared past him, pinched his body with a snap, and picked it up.

The eyes of the second son of the Luo family burst out, blood mixed with liquid spurted out from his eye sockets, and the scene in front of him receded rapidly.

He only felt that the bones and internal organs in his body were shattered in an instant, and the blood and internal organs in his mouth were vomited out.

The elixir in his hand couldn't hold it and flew out, and when it was about to fall to the ground, it was caught by Yan Ji's other huge hand that was shrouded in black air.

"Weak, too weak! How can such a fragile body be worthy of the name of a warrior? You people can't even match half of the leg hair of that old Wang Zhongwei." Yan Ji said very dissatisfied.

Fortunately, he deliberately tried his best to change the law, the sky and the earth, and wanted to fight a big battle to prevent the boat from capsizing in the gutter, but he didn't expect that he punched the ground twice at random, and almost killed everyone.

Recalling that he was in the state of Fatianxiangdi with the blessing of one hundred thousand Black Mountain power, he used the "Zhen" to beat Wang Zhongwei for several minutes, thousands of times, and shook his internal organs into a pulp before barely beating him to death. .

As a result, these skin-flesh warriors from the Luo family, plus two warriors who had entered the root-bone realm, couldn't even support two or three punches in his hands, and they turned into small pancakes.

This is not a battle, it is purely one-sided killing.

"Is it true that only Qi and blood can be my opponent?" Such a thought came to Yan Ji's mind, but he shook his head fiercely in just a moment, "Forget it, Yan Ji, Yan Ji, you It takes so much effort to kill a warrior at the root bone level and iron bone level, how can it be so inflated?

"No matter what, you have to get the talent of copper skin and iron bone, and even after you become a blood-blood warrior, you can test the strength of a warrior at the blood-qi level?"

"Wang...Wang Zhongwei? Is it...Could it be that Deacon Wang of the Zilei Sect also died...by your hands?"

An extremely weak voice came from his right hand, interrupting Yan Ji's thoughts.

Yan Ji lowered his gaze and looked to his right hand, "Huh? You're not dead yet? You're quite tough, and you look like a warrior. You asked Wang Zhongwei, it seems that you should have participated in the calculation of Yan at the beginning, right?" ?”

"Heh...heh, no...didn't expect the dignified Zilei faction deacon to be so unbearable, and...to die at the hands of a small...small black village branch leader like you?"

The second son of the Luo family was full of blood and internal organs, with a miserable smile on his face.

Yan Ji squeezed his hand hard, "Hmph! Are you looking down on Yan...Huh? Dead? I praised you for being tenacious, but I didn't expect you to be so fragile."

Yan Ji shook his head, and threw away the lifeless body of the second son of the Luo family, which had turned into ooze in his hand, and did not use the black card to absorb it.

The strength of the second son of the Luo family is only at the skin level, and he doesn't have any special talents.

The most important thing is that he needs to let Luo Tianyang know that his son is dead. If the body is disposed of by him, Luo Tianyang will still have a fluke mentality. alive?

Leaving Luo Tianyang with a glimmer of hope is not in line with his purpose of revenge on the Luo family.

Yan Ji returned to the state of Fatianxiangdi, his body changed back to its original state, and then he rummaged through a pile of corpses, found the corpses of the two entry-level warriors who had been shocked to death by him, and used the black card to absorb them.

(End of this chapter)