The Age of Beast Girls: My Guide to Reviewing Beast Girls

Chapter 220 The Immortal Siren
"Calm down, Chief Sun, calm down. I'm just following orders. I don't want to lose my nickname here."

Looking at the murderous intent in Sun Chuanwu's eyes, Roland smiled and took a few steps back, put his hands in front of him, and said with a smile: "I am only a small third-level realm, and I cannot bear your anger, Chief Sun. "

"Get out of here if you know. I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. You suddenly appeared in China. I should have killed you directly, but now... hum, spare your life."

Sun Chuanwu snorted coldly and had to restrain the murderous intent in his eyes.

If it were three years ago, if Roland dared to come to China so openly and provoke him repeatedly, Sun Chuanwu would definitely rush up and blow his head off!

But now, in the future, every ninth-level person has very precious power. If Roland is killed at this juncture, it may cause conflicts between China and Northern Europe. Sun Chuanwu does not want to do this, and he absolutely cannot do it.

"Why don't you get out?"

"I think so too, Sir Sun, but after all, I came here under orders and I didn't complete the orders. How can I leave?"

"What do you mean? You want to start a war?"

Sun Chuanwu half-squinted his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and the spiritual power in his body was flowing. A terrifying aura pressed against Roland, but Roland remained calm, as if he was not affected at all.

"You or I have to pay a price today, what do you think?"

What responded to Roland was Sun Chuanwu's power that could collapse a mountain!

It was such an ordinary straight punch, but it contained tremendous power and was extremely fast. When Roland came to his senses, he had already read the bandits and went out, slamming into the snow.

"Are you looking for death? I don't mind helping you. As for those of you from Northern Europe, only Vlad can be said to be worthy of it. The others are simply not worthy enough. At worst, I will rush to Northern Europe and kill one or two of you!"

"The force of this punch is too strong, Mr. Sun."

After a while, Roland struggled to climb out of the snow. The fist marks on his face were deeply dented, and even his bones were smashed.

But in the next second, Roland's injury healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. If you look carefully, you can even see the granulations that are constantly squirming and entangled at the wound.

"But it's not that easy for you to kill me."

【Field·Kraken】

"Let me tell you, it turned out to be the Awakening Domain. Back then you didn't have the ability you have now, so what? The injuries that heal quickly are your domain abilities? It doesn't seem to be that good."

Sun Chuanwu sneered and dropped the fur coat on his shoulders, revealing his thin shoulders.

Surprisingly, Sun Chuanwu was not as strong as he had imagined. He was not even much different from Bai Yi's body shape. He looked like a dry little old man.

But the power contained in that physical body is enough to make anyone tremble!

【Field·True Martial Arts】

Sun Chuanwu took one step forward, and strangely, wherever he passed, he didn't even leave a trace on the snow, as if he was floating on the snow.

But he actually made the sound of footsteps stepping on the snow!
boom!
A muffled sound spread, and more than ten meters away, Sun Chuanwu punched out. Roland's face suddenly turned sideways, and his entire left arm suddenly exploded into blood mist all over the sky, but was soon torn apart by the wind and snow.

"It hurts, it hurts, you are always so domineering."

Roland breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the healing left arm, and said with a wry smile: "[Field·Zhenwu] is really like what the rumors said. When I step into your field, except for the field ability, I don't have any characteristics at all." "The old man is too lazy to use those fancy tricks. You punch me and kick me. This is called fighting. Throwing things away from a distance of dozens of meters is nothing. Come on, don't you want me to stay, old man?" Want something? I want to see what you can do with your frail body."

Sun Chuanwu waved his hand, and in Roland's eyes, it seemed as if the wind and snow in the sky had been stopped.

It wasn't until a flash of bright red replaced the scene in his eyes that Roland realized that his entire head had been occupied, and he rolled to the ground.

"Sir Sun, I still say what I said, call the Saint out. This is very important to the royal court."

Roland sighed, and from the broken part of his neck, countless tentacles of flesh and blood suddenly protruded out, squirming and squirming, and reconnected the severed head, and even turned it around on his shoulder a few times before the wound healed.

"You can't kill me, or you can't kill me in a short time. Anyway, I don't mind spending it, but can you really leave Beiguan for too long?
Not using the domain to suppress that monster will surely speed up its awakening, right? "

"You don't need to worry about this. Just keep your mouth shut and wait for the beating."

Sun Chuanwu stepped forward, grabbed Roland's shoulders, and with a movement of his arms, he tore Roland apart from the middle. The heartbreaking pain hit him, but Roland seemed not to feel it and kept talking.

"Sir Sun, hand it over."

"I don't understand. When did you become the royal court's lackey? Forget it, I don't care. I want to see how long you can hold on."

Before the last injury could be completely healed, Sun Chuanwu's fist fell on Roland's body like a violent storm. Every attack would bring out a puff of flesh and blood, leaving a translucent blood hole.

As for Roland, he had no power to fight back and could only be crushed unilaterally.

But just like Roland said, even if Sun Chuanwu completely blasted his body to pieces again and again, turning it into flesh and blood in a different place, Roland could still recover as before, twisted and weird.

"If your mother knew that you had turned into this singing monster, would she be disgusted to death? She gave birth to such a thing like you."

Sun Chuanwu grabbed the still squirming tentacle, pulled it hard, and broke the tentacle, but then, new tentacles appeared, constantly repairing Roland's body.

It really can’t be killed!

After understanding this scene, Sun Chuanwu frowned, but still wanted to retreat.

At least Roland was right about one thing, he couldn't leave Beiguan for too long.

"Sir Sun, are you anxious? Do you plan to retreat? Hahaha, this is not possible. If you don't hand over Saint Laluen for a day, I will not leave for a day. Anyway, I can afford it, but you can't. rise."

"Old Sun can't afford it, how about I come and play with you?"

When the words came, Roland's expression suddenly changed, and he looked suddenly in a certain direction in the air, with a flash of panic in his eyes.

If the person who came was not Marquis Lu, who could it be?

"Lu, Dean Lu Hou? Are you here too? It seems that I am a little unknown person, but I am still valued?"

"You are so humble, Lord Roland. You are not a nobody. Who doesn't know that your famous Lord Roland is the undead sea monster [Kraken] in Northern Europe? Of course I will take action against you myself."

(End of this chapter)