Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 296 There is a kind of madness called madness
"His madness has occurred again." Looking at Wang Junhui at this moment, Duan Yixue frowned.

Hearing this, the rest of the people nodded in unison, looking at Yuan Gang with sympathy.

"Ah Hui! Hurry up! Brother still has something to do!" Wang Mu called out impatiently.

"Hey..." Looking back at Wang Mu, Wang Junhui smiled insanely, "Brother, don't worry, give me 2 minutes."

"Hahahaha, bastard, don't run away!"

After a pause, Wang Junhui roared suddenly, and then rushed towards Yuan Gang.

Everyone opened their mouths, stunned!

Wang Junhui changed, black and red meridians floated on his face, criss-crossing and criss-crossing like tree roots clinging to him, and his smile became more and more crazy, his eyes turned red, and his originally smooth black hair stood on its own, turning black and red color.

The whole thing is a monster!

Haha's crazy laughter was earth-shattering, and he galloped across the fire sand, leaving big pits on the way he walked.

People gasp, is this guy crazy?Never seen such a state!

More importantly, Wang Junhui's aura kept soaring until it reached a state of complete madness.

"Damn it! Are you insane, do you think I'm afraid of you? Look at the trick!" Yuan Gang cursed guiltyly, then wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and rushed forward with a sharp light in his hand.

"Kakakakaka!"

The sound of explosions became one piece, and Yuan Gang swung more than a dozen sword lights in a row, all of which landed on Wang Junhui.

People gasped again, their round eyes filled with extreme panic.

This Wang Junhui is really crazy!
He didn't even hide, a pair of fists made of flesh and blood crazily swung at those sword glows, there was no move, it was a completely rampant style of play.

However, he did it!

Part of the condensed silver-white spiritual power was smashed by his fist, and the other part fell on his body. With such a disparity in cultivation, Wang Junhui's body-protecting spiritual power was easily torn apart, his clothes were torn, and his skin was torn apart.

But what's frightening is that his cut flesh didn't bleed out blood, but a thick black and red aura was transpiring, which made the black and red aura on his whole body even more violent.

"Hahahaha!" He laughed, like a madman, obviously injured, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, instead he was even more excited.

"Crack!" The sword light swung down again, and the bright white light smashed on top of Wang Junhui's head, and Yuan Gang's wrist was also grabbed by Wang Junhui.

"Boom!"

The radiance exploded on top of Wang Junhui's head, and the spiritual power of the protective body on top of his head also shattered, but the black and red forehead looked like a king kong, only a few cracked lines creaked and changed, and there was nothing unusual about it.

At the same time, the clothes on his upper body exploded.

People are messy!
Looking at Wang Junhui at this moment, he doesn't look like a person at all!
Without the jacket, his entire upper body was completely exposed to the sun, with explosive muscles all over his body, the whole body was black and red, and there were cracked lines on the black and red skin. The sunlight reflected on the black and red, making people The flesh and blood body seemed to have turned into a hard stone, including the entire head and face.

"Hey...you fucking want to kill me, don't you? I don't care about you!"

Wang Junhui's terrifying black and red figure stunned Yuan Gang for a moment, and then he heard Wang Junhui's shout.

"Hoohoo!"

Holding Yuan Gang's right hand in one hand, Wang Junhui clenched his other hand into a fist and blasted towards the opponent's face.

The black and red fist was steaming with black and red air, and the crazy strength compressed the void in front of him, forming a huge fist shape.

Yuan Gang stared, with a look of surprise in his eyes, struggling with his right hand, he couldn't break free from the opponent's shackles, so he had to raise his left fist to meet him.

"Crack!"

The fists of the two sides collided.

The spiritual power wrapped in Wang Junhui's fist exploded in an instant, and the cracks on the black and red flesh were obviously cracked, and the blood that seemed to be boiling could be seen.

However, Wang Junhui's ferocious face remained unchanged, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was still crazy. It seemed that this pain would only make him crazier.

On the other hand, Yuan Gang, although the protective spiritual power above the fist shape was not crushed, his face suddenly turned pale, and his entire left arm was shaken violently, and was thrown behind him by the powerful counter-shock force.

His cultivation base is higher than Wang Junhui's, and his spiritual power is also higher than Wang Junhui's. However, he will feel pain, and Wang Junhui obviously ignores the pain at all.

Even though the spiritual power of the body protection was not broken, but the fist shape made zero-distance contact, and the powerful anti-shock force was poured into the body directly through the spiritual power, and Yuan Gang could already feel the scars in his body.

And in this gap, Wang Junhui punched again.

"Hey..." There was a lunatic laugh, and then, his eyes suddenly glared, and his fist roared and smashed out!

"Want to kill me? Just rely on you?"

"Crack!"

It was too late to retract his left hand, and Yuan Gang, whose right hand was grabbed by the opponent, was hit squarely by Wang Junhui's fist.

"Uh..." There was another strong shock force, Yuan Gang's throat rolled, and he almost vomited blood!

"Hahahaha!" Wang Junhui laughed, and the speed of his punches suddenly increased.

"Ka Ka Ka!" Three punches in a row hit Yuan Gang's chest.

The bright white spiritual power and the black and red air are entangled and stirred.

"Pfft..." Yuan Gang finally vomited blood!

And above Wang Junhui's fist, the crack caused by the anti-shock force was even deeper, and finally blood shot out quickly, flying in the sun.

But Wang Junhui was still fierce and brutal.

"Yuan Gang! Fight back, don't get too close to him, suppress him with spiritual power!"

One side of the human race panicked, while the other side was a lunatic. The pain couldn't affect their performance at all. If things continued like this, Yuan Gang would only suffer.

"Ah..." Yuan Gang also felt it, and suddenly yelled madly, and hit Wang Junhui again with his left fist.

With all the cultivation bases used, Ling Yuangang's fist was wrapped in thick bright white spiritual power, forming a head-sized fist.

"Boom!"

The offensives of the two sides collided again.

A mass of spiritual power exploded from Yuan Gang's fist, and the tyrannical force made the two of them retreat violently at the same time. However, Wang Junhui did not let go of the opponent's wrist.

As a result, the figures of the two who suddenly retreated suddenly tightened again, and then they slammed into each other heavily.

At this moment, people were horrified to see that Wang Junhui lowered his head, and his black and red stone head hit Yuan Gang's chest.

"Crack! Pop..."

Yuan Gang vomited blood again, and a streak of red blood flowed from Wang Junhui's forehead.

"Hahahaha..." He raised his head, his blood-stained black face became even more terrifying, and his laughter became even crazier.

Yuan Gang was already wilted, his face was pale, and even his eyes were in a trance. The severe pain in his body made his spiritual power completely disordered, and he was no longer able to make a move.

After being hit several times, the opponent can ignore the pain, but he can't!And severe pain will obviously seriously affect performance!

"Boom!"

Wang Junhui punched Yuan Gang in the chest again.

Yuan Gang fell down, but Wang Junhui was still holding on to the opponent's wrist, jumped up, and rode on Yuan Gang's body, and then, the scarred, black and red right fist fell again.

"Crack!" Yuan Gang, who was already rolling his eyes, did not resist. The spiritual power of the body protection finally exploded under the tyrannical impact, and the flying fragments of spiritual power left several deep bloody holes on Wang Junhui's body.

But he was still waving his fists, gritting his teeth, with a fierce look on his face.

"Tom! Tom! Tom!"

The powerful fists fell rhythmically, although the speed was getting slower and slower, but they were suppressing the opponent after all, and the opponent was already meat on the chopping board, lying motionless on the ground, allowing Wang Junhui's fists to keep falling.

Under the sun, the black and red body with cracks, the blood dripping, the shocking wounds... People were suffocating, and the silence at the scene was as dead.

Is that human being?Do people work so hard?Pain that you don't understand, and fear that you don't understand!
"Looking at this kid, I think of my old days." Looking at the desperate Wang Junhui, Yan Kuan's eyes were a little moist, "I was like this back then. The more I beat, the more crazy I would be. I would forget the pain and only be full of anger."

Ye Feng on the side grinned slightly, and responded with an arc of understanding.

This is an unyielding spirit, not strength.

There is a will called ignoring pain.

There is a kind of battle called persistence to the end.

There is a kind of madness called madness.

The sun was swaying, and in people's trance-like eyesight, the stone-like indestructible figure was still waving its fists, and each punch would bring up a large amount of blood and red sand. .

Finally, the fist stopped, and the black and red meridians on Wang Junhui's body also automatically converged, and he returned to his original appearance, but the naked upper body was already too horrible to look at.

There were dense bloodstains, the blood flowed continuously, and even the handsome face and forehead had blood surging, the whole person was like a blood man.

"Hehehe." Looking at Yuan Gang who was being ridden by him, he sneered, then stood up unsteadily.

And Yuan Gang on the ground had turned into a pile of mud, he couldn't die any more, and Yuanshen had already been crushed by Wang Junhui's fist.

"You want my life? You're still a little tender. Hehe." With a sneer again, Wang Junhui turned his head and walked towards Wang Mu.

There is only an extremely thin layer of spiritual power left on his body, which is only enough to insulate the heat of the fire sand under his feet. Every time he takes a step, a large amount of blood drips from the fire sand, which sizzling in the scalding temperature.

His body was bleeding, his face was bleeding, and there was not even a piece of intact skin on the fist that was waving all the time, blood was dripping free.

Bloody smell all over his body.

But he was still standing, still smiling, and still able to walk. Although he sank every step he took, he didn't fall down.

Everyone is looking at this crazy madman, what kind of will is this?
"Brother, I just like your personality! It's not in vain that I saved you in the toilet." Yan Kuan gave a thumbs up, and Ye Feng and the others were also smiling.

Wang Junhui's smile also suddenly became gentle, swept across the crowd, finally looked at Wang Mu, and said a little weakly: "Brother, the time is not too long, hehe."

After saying this sentence, the spiritual power of body protection on his body suddenly dissipated, his eyes closed, and he passed out.

"Hula!" The strong wind blew up, and Wang Mu rushed over at the first time, supporting this stubborn brother.

The spiritual power of the body protection was so strong that it completely wrapped Wang Junhui, and Wang Mu helped him back.

"Xiaoxiao, help him heal." Wang Mu said, his eyes falling on Xingxiaoxiao's face.

Xing Xiaoxiao nodded heavily, and her spiritual energy for body protection also surged, and she helped Wang Junhui over.

(End of this chapter)