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Chapter 52 Kill
With the spell, the edge lines of the python green flame began to twist, turning into a black light and integrating into Zhao Sanyuan's body.

The same thing as when Huang Xiaoliu was invited before, the binding orifice was still neither whole nor half. Zhao Sanyuan had a clear consciousness and could also feel the resonance brought by the Python Qingyan.

The difference is that this time there is a dark halo under Zhao Sanyuan's brown pupils.

The biggest change is momentum.

An overwhelming wave of killing intent.

Handicapped?

Then kill them all!
Can't kill people?
Then someone will kill him!

This sudden change of momentum was even better than the murderous intent emitted by the Python Qingyan before.

Within a few miles, birds and animals raced in fear, and rats scurried away with their heads in their hands.

The cute smile of the human-skinned raccoon boy completely froze, and it finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

Previously, it was not difficult to see from Mang Qingyan's body that he had profound moral principles. He must be a great immortal recorded in the Earthly Immortal Genealogy, and it was impossible for him to use his own magical powers to attack living people.

As long as he couldn't deal with his mistress, he would have dozens of lives. After injuring the middle-aged man who took action, Zhao Sanyuan would definitely throw in the towel and become invincible.

but!
It didn't expect Zhao Sanyuan to be so tough. It would rather not take the wounded down the mountain for treatment as soon as possible but would fight to the end.

Is he crazy?

At first, Zhao Sanyuan said that as long as he handed over Da Lengyan, everyone would go their separate ways.

Why is it that after agreeing to him now, he doesn't buy it at all?
What went wrong?
It doesn't matter whether you ask questions or not.

The important thing is that he obviously remained conscious after asking for the Immortal Binding Aperture. If he kills people, there are no restrictions, as long as the Dingxiang disciple dares to bear the consequences.

Regret hit his heart, and Renpi Lizi had a very bad feeling.

But before the hesitation in his heart came to fruition, Zhao Sanyuan was already stomping his feet and rushed over in an instant.

In terms of speed, it is not comparable to the python Qingyan itself, but it is as fast as thunder, and black mist rises around it.

"Do you dare to be so presumptuous as an animal?"

With a sneer, Zhao Sanyuan pinched the head of a wild raccoon with both hands. No matter how many scratches and wounds they left on Zhao Sanyuan's arms, the two palms remained motionless like iron hoops.

click-

Shattered and broken!

The heads of two ferocious big mountain cats were crushed alive, and their skulls were filled with bone residue, with red and white bits flying everywhere.

How much force can be used to crush the skull of a mountain fox with one hand?
Liu Liu Mang looked frightened under the tree roots.

The Immortal who grasped the orifice was originally a raccoon fairy, and when he saw this scene, he instinctively trembled with fear.

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't have a conflict with this living father, otherwise I would definitely have ended up like this.

呵呵味——

This was the sound of sharp claws scratching flesh and scraping shoulder blades.

Biao Fei's hot blood and bone-deep wounds did not make Zhao Sanyuan even frown.

A whip kick without any fancy kicks the mountain civet that had not landed on the ground into a pulp, and slapped it hard on a tree trunk.

''Go together!kill him! ''The human-skinned raccoon boy roared loudly, his eyes splitting with anger.

All the mountain cats swarmed up and pounced on Zhao Sanyuan from all directions.

The bald man didn't just watch the fun. He held out the willow stick with which corpse oil was extracted, and chanted a curse while stamping on the ground.

Then pour all the remaining corpse oil on the head, and use willow sticks to beat all the joints and orifices wildly.

That means defeat or defeat, and more importantly, life or death.

There is nothing left to hold back, so he must use his special skills.

Ten feet away.

Blood fog filled the sky.

Although Zhao Sanyuan was scarred, he became more courageous as he fought, and the redness in his pupils became more intense.

angry!
Endless anger!
It seems that only by killing everything in front of you can you destroy a few points.

However, the more he indulges in killing, the more furious he becomes.

Zhao Sanyuan was even crazier now that he was bound by the python green flames than when Huang Xiaoliu had taken possession of him.

boom--

The body of the mountain fox held in his hand was smashed down, and the body of the mountain fox under his feet was smashed into pieces, and the blood and mud were blurred.

Sudden.

A powerful fist hit Zhao Sanyuan's temple hard, pushing him several steps away.

The bald man's body was glowing with bright oil and smelled extremely fishy. Both his speed and strength were far beyond those of ordinary people, and he was able to repel Zhao Sanyuan who was in the immortal state.

Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths.Bald's magic is not only sinister, but also very powerful.

Once the move was successful, he gained the upper hand and hit Zhao Sanyuan with heavy punches like a violent storm. As long as the latter dodges, he would be driven into a desperate situation.

No matter what.

Zhao Sanyuan had no intention of dodge. He faced the bald head without retreating and instead advanced forward, kicking the bald head in the air on the chin.

The two of them exchanged punches and kicks wildly.

If you give me a punch, I will get worse.

Punch to the flesh, and greet the most vulnerable faces.

The bald head sneered inwardly. His body was poured with corpse oil and blessed with secret spells. Not to mention having copper skin and iron bones, it was at least stronger than most horizontal kung fu exercises.

Match?

Let's see who dies first!

Let’s see who goes first——

The arrogant thoughts came to an abrupt end.

He watched helplessly as his fist was twisted and broken, and the corpse oil on his wrist was splashed everywhere.

Zhao Sanyuan used a fist with broken knuckles visible to knock the bald head to the ground in the strongest possible way.

One punch!
Two punches!

Ten punches and a hundred punches!

The bald face was like a bloody gourd.

Why?Doesn't he know pain?

Isn't there any hesitation or fear at all?

Baldhead's consciousness gradually blurred.

But Zhao Sanyuan was not willing to let him die so 'simplely'.

He took out the old weighing rod from his arms without biting his finger. After casually swiping it, his fingertips were full of blood.

He grabbed the bald man's neck and lifted him up, and the scale beam passed through his face, shattering his teeth and the corpse oil on his face.

''Didn't you feel really good about beating me up just now? ''

Zhao Sanyuan grinned brightly.

His voice was low and hoarse, and his face was covered in blood, like a real bloody Shura.

The palm of his hand suddenly moved the scale beam horizontally. Half of the bald face was rotten from the inside out, half of the chin was torn off, and the tongue swayed in the wind.

Strong wind is coming!

The remaining mountain cats brandished their sharp claws and ferocious fangs and headed straight towards Zhao Sanyuan.

''then! ''

a cry.

Liu Mangfan threw the gong that fell from Zhao Sanyuan to him with difficulty.

Between lightning and flint!

Zhao Sanyuan grabbed the bald head and hit it hard on the gong.

There was a loud bang that could be heard clearly even in the small town at the foot of Mao Mountain.

Zhao Sanyuan tore a mountain fox alive with a ferocious smile. The anger in his heart gradually eroded his consciousness, leaving him almost irrational.

Dark shadows fell from the sky along with the fragrant wind.

The human-skinned raccoon boy found an opportunity and threw Zhao Sanyuan to the ground. He opened and closed his mouth so wide that it reached the base of his ears. It was filled with dense yellow fangs that spread deep into his throat.

Zhao Sanyuan instinctively turned his head to the side, and the human-skinned raccoon bit his shoulder, chewing off large chunks of flesh.

All the heirs of the clan were killed or injured, and the bald man who helped refine the corpse oil was also exhausted. He could die at any time. Years of painstaking efforts have resulted in countless losses.

There are still a thousand people and a thousand human skins left to fully cultivate into the adult form.

Why did I kill you halfway?
The human-skinned raccoon is ferocious and terrifying, and vows to cut Zhao Sanyuan into thousands of pieces.

''Don't worry. ''

''Remember that you still have 89 human skins, right?The night is long, let's play slowly. ''

Zhao Sanyuan smiled brightly.

The last bit of reason was completely annihilated by anger.

(End of this chapter)