mad fairy

Chapter 96

'Boom, boom, boom'!
I can't even remember how many punches I threw.
He only remembered that he would feel an inexplicable pleasure the moment he punched, and this pleasure prompted him to punch Wuyue's chest continuously.

When the pleasure gradually disappeared, Shenghuo finally realized that Wuyue was completely out of breath under his beating.

It seems that the move just now was a bit too much?
Survival looked around, glanced at the frightened monks, and at Wuyue below him.

He adjusted his mentality, forcibly put away the weird and inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and said innocently: "Everyone, you all heard it just now, it was the monk himself who said that life and death should be separated, so it is normal for me to kill him ,Right?"

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

They were terrified by the madness of survival.

Although there are no good people in Yinsijian, these monks who have been more or less polluted, all think that they can do the act of beating people to death like Chenghuo.

Can.
It is possible to do it like a survival, after beating people to a bloody mess, there is still no intention of stopping.

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

The monks here think that it is absolutely impossible to reach this level.

it's too twisted
"madman!"

on the venue.

I don't know who it is, so I couldn't help but whispered something in the bottom.

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

fear.

In awe.

disgust.

Surviving being stared at by everyone, he felt that the atmosphere had become a little awkward, so he showed a kind smile.

This smile is even more perverted
Seeing Shenghuo smiling, all the monks present felt panicked.

Everyone was silent.
Not long after that.

The head of the Rashomon sect stood up and tried to smooth things over: "Everyone, 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 clans will be disrespectful to me!"

"Humph!"

In the Longhu gang.

Ni Li snorted coldly, got up from his seat, as if he wanted to jump into the ring to compete with Shenghuo.

But the moment he got up, someone beside him hurriedly pressed his shoulder.

"Amitabha!"

The one holding Ni Li's shoulder was the little Buddhist monk Wu Yin.

He proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said with a trace of anger in his tone: "Cheng benefactor killed my senior brother Wuyue. I should end the cause and effect with him."

As he said that, without waiting for Ni Li to speak, he directly took out a black meat ball and put it in his mouth.

He didn't jump onto the ring until he swallowed the meat ball.

The success of Wuyin's little tricks is completely in his eyes.

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

Not too much nonsense.

The moment Wuyin jumped onto the ring, Shenghuo jumped off the ring decisively, and clapped his hands at the surrounding monks and said, "Everyone, I'm tired, let's take a rest first, you can continue."

Little Buddhist monk, huh?
Eat black meat balls to enhance combat power, right?
I can't survive!

——According to the regulations, the winner of the ring can go down to rest at any time.

So surviving this wave of operations is completely within the scope permitted by the rules.

He did not count as eliminated.

This made Wu Yin, who swallowed the black meat ball and was going to fight to the death, feel as if he punched the air with his fist.

He stared at Shenghuo under the ring, his chest rose and fell, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Roar"!
Suddenly, Wu Yin let out a roar from his mouth, and the whole person fell to his knees.

The muscles all over his body became swollen, the veins on his head burst out, and he rushed towards Survival like a wild beast.

"You bastard, what do you want?"

Seeing that Wu Yin on the ring didn't obey the rules, he jumped directly at Sheng Sheng who was already off the ring, Ju Rui, the head of the Rashomon sect, immediately jumped out of his seat.

In mid-air, he lightly waved his palm towards Wu Yin, but he heard the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon chant while waving his palm.

at the same time.

Wu Yin was not to be outdone, and summoned a blood-red giant Buddha phantom behind him, and then waved his palm at Ju Rui, the master of the Rashomon sect.

Wuyin waved his palms, and the phantom of the blood-red giant Buddha behind him waved his palms too.

This palm met Ju Rui, the head of the Rashomon sect, several meters away.

'puff'!
Under the force of the palms, Ju Rui vomited blood, and he flew upside down from the air.

He is not Wu Yin's opponent who swallowed the black meat ball at all.

"You!" Ju Rui lay down on the ground, looking at Wu Yin in disbelief.

"Amitabha!"

After repelling Ju Rui, Wu Yin looked around.

He clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "This battle is a personal grievance between me and Cheng Shizhu. He killed my senior brother, so I naturally want revenge."

"All benefactors, don't interfere, poor monk, you will never hurt innocent people."

If Wu Yin hadn't shown the strength to injure Ju Rui with just one blow.

So whether it is to maintain order in the arena or to become famous, someone will definitely come forward to capture Wu Yin.

But after seeing Wu Yin hurt Ju Rui with just one blow, all the monks gave up this idea, and retreated to the corner of the meeting place to wait and see what happened.

Everyone stood by and watched.

at the same time.

As time went by, the black meat ball that Wu Yin swallowed had gradually exerted its effect.

The bulging muscles on his body gradually turned a strange purple-red color.

The meridians in his body drilled out from the skin, and gradually became thicker and larger, turning into strips of hideous purple-red tentacles.

"It's a mutation!"

on the ground.

Jurui, the head of the Rashomon sect who saw the way, covered his chest and rushed to remind him: "Be careful, the old man, the meat ball that the bald donkey just swallowed should contain a lot of 'power of flesh and blood'." Right now, he has mutated into a monster with that power!"

The monks in Yinsijian have all been infected by the 'power of flesh and blood'.

But on weekdays, they all respect this power at a distance, and suppress the pollution brought by the "power of flesh and blood" by drinking yellow spring water and absorbing the unrefined "power of pain".

No one has ever actively swallowed an unknown black meat ball with the power of flesh and blood like Wu Yin
Doing so is tantamount to asking for death!

Ke Wuyin did just that.

Wu Yin, who had mutated and seemed to have lost his self-awareness, glanced at Sheng Huo not far away.

He smiled strangely, and the tentacles formed from the meridians on his body immediately followed his gaze towards the direction of survival.

The speed of those tentacles is too fast.

Unable to dodge, Survival decisively opened the 'Golden Light Armor' to the No.20 floor.

At this moment, his body suddenly swelled to a height of more than three meters, and his body was covered with countless black flesh, which directly resisted Wuyin's tentacle attack.

"This"

All the monks in the venue were stunned by the supernatural powers of Shenghuo and Wuyin.

Ju Rui looked at Elder Ou Zitong who was in the door, and said with a confused face: "The black flesh on the surface of Chang Chang's body, is it a supernatural power or some kind of mutation?"

"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 Shenghuo again, the expression of interest before was gone.

All that remained on her face was shock.

She turned her head and said to the green-skinned monk beside her, "Then what is the origin of Rashomon's elder? Are those black lumps on his body caused by mutation?"

"I can't!"

The green-skinned monk asked three questions.

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

"Damn it, trash!" Po Yazhi cursed helplessly, then continued to look at Shenghuo.

(End of this chapter)