The strongest medic

"Um, since you want to come in so much, then come on," Wei Chen burped contentedly, then looked at Shan Beng coldly and said, at the same time, he raised his hand and waved at Shan Beng provocatively.

"Go to hell," Shan Beng was furious when he heard the words, he gritted his teeth, and after making a desperate gesture, his right fist was filled with yellow and white flames, and he ran towards Wei Chen directly.

"Although some messy things have been added to your blood, you might as well give it a try," Wei Chen said bloodthirstyly, his tone was completely different from that of when he was calm before.

"Then let me see if you have the qualifications to try it out." Without the influence of the air current, Shan Beng quickly ran in front of Wei Chen, and the blow he had prepared for a long time was also aimed at Wei Chen immediately. stabbed at the door.

Wei Chen's blood-red eyes made it impossible to see what was going on in his heart at all, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth and his lack of defensiveness revealed his contempt and awe for the blow of the landslide. Disdain.

"Boom," Shan Beng's punch hit Wei Chen's face fiercely, and the effect shocked Shan Beng himself, because Wei Chen was actually sent flying by his punch. Wei Chen's figure bumped and rolled on the plain, and Shan Beng looked at his right fist suspiciously.

Why did he become weaker instead of stronger after absorbing all the blood, and the touch of that punch just now was like hitting a pure domineering defense with a tyrant, yes, that’s right, it’s domineering, haha, After this kid uses Blood Eye, won't he be able to use Remnant Tyrant? God help me.

"Haha," Shan Beng laughed triumphantly, then immediately ran towards Wei Chen's landing point, ignorant boy, you are dead.

Before the avalanche reached Wei Chen, Wei Chen got up from the ground. He scratched his head in doubt, and then reached out to touch his face. Although he didn't feel the pain, he clearly understood that he had He was injured under the attack of the landslide, and sure enough, his hands were covered with his own blood.

"Die," Shan Beng, who came to Wei Chen again, raised his right fist again, and swung it towards Wei Chen's face. The fist was as big as a sand bowl, carrying a strong white and yellow flame, ready to fight Wei Chen again. face, came an intimate contact.

"Kaka," Wei Chen blocked it with his black domineering right hand, but he didn't want to be directly broken by Shanbeng's attack. There was a clear sound of bone breaking, and Shanbeng punched Wei Chen's right arm. Wei Chen knocked him out of the face again.

"Pfft," Wei Chen spit out blood as he flew back. His brow bone had been broken by the avalanche, and the bone pierced through the skin. Blood kept pouring out from the wound, covering his face with blood. .

"Boom, bang, bang," Shan Beng caught Wei Chen and began to beat him up, and the confusing and thrilling battle situation in the eyes of the people of the world also became simpler at this time, that is, watching Shan Beng unilaterally beat Wei Chen.

However, Wei Chen at this time is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang. The blood flowing from him has completely exceeded the limit that normal people can bear, but every time he is knocked down, he still stands up straight , Blindly using domineering to continue to block the attack of the landslide.

However, the domineering Qi that had turned black was completely vulnerable under Shan Beng's brutal attack, so Wei Chen's blocking was futile, and his hands were almost completely shattered under Shan Beng's attack Cracked, even the sternum was broken, piercing through the skin on his side and exposing it.

"I see what you can do." While attacking Wei Chen, Shan Beng vented all the dissatisfaction accumulated today with words. He focused his attacks more on Wei Chen's hands, just to make Wei Chen lose resistance but not be fatal. Because, his venting has only just begun.

The blood in Wei Chen's eyes had changed from being full of murderous intent to confusion and bewilderment at this moment. He didn't understand why he couldn't do anything about his attack even though he clearly felt that he was stronger than Shan Beng.

And the black tattoo on Wei Chen's chest also gradually faded from the original covering Wei Chen's upper body with the continuous attack of the landslide, and became a brand-like archetypal mark on Wei Chen's chest. In comparison, this tattoo is still several times larger.

"Boom," Shan Beng forcibly squeezed away Wei Chen's blocking arms again, and hit the black tattoo on Wei Chen's chest with a punch. This was the penultimate punch of Shan Beng on this trip. Wei Chen's life is about to be taken.

Looking at Wei Chen who stood up unsteadily after falling into the distance, Shan Beng took a breath and walked slowly towards Wei Chen.

Things changed too quickly, too many people didn't recover from the shock, and when no one noticed, Wei Chen's face looking at the ground suddenly showed a trace of struggle, a trace of clarity. , appeared in his eyes.

The black tattoo on his chest quickly shrunk to its original size, but a trace of unwillingness appeared on his face. However, listening to the footsteps of the approaching landslide, this unwillingness gradually faded away. It went down and turned into a trace of determination.

"Crack," came a soft sound, and Shan Beng saw Wei Chen kneeling on the ground in front of him. He raised his arms as if he wanted to check the wound on his chest, but in the end he could only stop because his arm was seriously injured. Helpless to give up.

"Today next year will be the day of your death, young man, I will remember you, now, let me end your life and make you the last and most glorious monument in my life," Shan Beng said Let's go, and said proudly, everything today has developed to the present, and it really should come to an end.

Shan Beng, who has never had the upper hand in a battle with the Demon God Body, Shan Beng, who has lost his goal after learning how to be tyrannical, and who is old but still wants to be decent, the pace of his feet Can't help but become a little lighter.

Killing Wei Chen has too much meaning for Shan Beng. He looked at Wei Chen kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, as if he was looking at a beautiful trophy. When the time comes, I must dry his body and save it. Who wants me? Not even, he couldn't help thinking secretly.

"It's over..." Shan Beng grabbed Wei Chen's hair at the back of his head with his left hand, and raised his head. Wei Chen's eyes were closed, and it looked as if he had given up completely. Shan Beng looked at Wei Chenman It was the bloody company, and he raised his right palm high, aiming at the collarbone on Wei Chen's left chest. From there, he could easily penetrate and pinch Wei Chen's heart.

"Yeah, it's over," "Suddenly," "Teng," Wei Chen's eyes suddenly opened at the moment Shan Beng stabbed his right palm, and a black flame also burst out at this moment. rising from him,,,