Fists and feet collided, fierce fists and feet collided, or lightning-fast Scuds fighting the calm uncle's fist.

Uncle's fist...what the hell...

Like the continuation of the last battle, the tough guy’s iron fist fights against the little dreadlocked legs, and the streets are once again performing a physical collision fight scene!

The collision of flesh... the passion of blood burning, the ferocity of fists and feet, the sweat shed, the wanton hormones...

There seems to be nothing wrong.

If the battle between the two of them is still considered "normal", then the scene that happened a few hundred meters north of them can be completely classified as "unormal".

Raising your hand means a huge pillar of fire. It will cause damage to the left and right, burning through both face-to-face stores!

Mu Qian was still thinking with some bad taste: According to the lessons before, if that fool Song Shijing wanted to compensate the owners of these two stores, wouldn’t he have to eat and live in the snack bar for a few years?

Of course, this is just a random thought, and there is nothing to worry about. Song Shijing didn't say that she is a daughter...

When facing the enemy, you can imagine so leisurely. You can't say that Mu Qian doesn't respect his opponent, you can only say...

The opponent is indeed too weak.

"Don't come over!"

The deputy team leader of Restoration, who had just passed by the world, was already covered in cold sweat.

He is a little thin, looks not very old, and has a pale face...

Mu Qian just showed up and blocked the pillar of fire he burned with all his might, which made him sweat so coldly that it was directly judged as:

This guy is empty!

After hearing the deputy team leader’s “lighter” shout, Mu Qian stopped, but he paused for only one second... and took another step and his steps were a little different.

From the moment Mu Qian's left foot left to the ground to the contact with the ground, the process seemed ordinary... But the moment Mu Qian's sneakers touched the ground, the deputy team leader Fuhun flew backwards, as if someone was punched in the chest.

“So weak.”

This sentence was returned intact by Mu Qian.

"Damn it!" The words Song Shijing had just thought were shouted out by the deputy team leader of Fuhun.

Mu Qian pressed his little finger against his nostrils, "Go to die early, I want to rush over and buy a limited periodical, Hot blood manga."

"Get out! Cough! This is me, my line!"

Fuhun's deputy team leader spewed out a mouthful of blood, clenched his fists tightly, and flames burned in the air, quickly drilling into his palm.

Wait until the enemy gathers strength and experience the pleasure of sublimating the soul in the ultimate power?

Mu Qian has no such problem.

So, he took a step forward and his figure appeared strangely in front of the deputy team leader of Fuhun...

Face to face.

When the knee hit, the body of the deputy team leader Fuhun seemed to be slowly deformed, but the next moment, it shot out like a shell.

It directly broke through the wall of the store!

A small area collapsed on the three floors next to it!

In the ruins, Fuhun's deputy team leader could no longer move, and fell into the glass slag and bricks, extremely embarrassed and as angry as a fucking spring.

"I don't want to make people annoyed all day long, you can only die here, although anyone who gives you a trial will probably kill you."

Mu Qian raised his hand and pointed it at the blood-stained face of the deputy team leader Fuhun, and he still felt a little awkward.

It feels so awkward to kill someone...

The last time in the park, the man who played the ball wanted to kill Song Shijing, and he took action in desperation. This time, the opponent had lost his combat power by himself, and was just making up for the last blow.

After not killing people for many years, Mu Qian was a little confused about how to start even when facing such a guy who wanted to deprive people of his life.

This should be one of the results of a new plan.

After all, no ordinary person can kill someone and take his life if he has a disagreement.

Mu Qian looked for feelings; when he first succeeded to the throne of the Demon King, he killed all the way and destroyed countless competitors in the demon world.

Later, when he went to avenge the old demon king, he wiped out the strongest families of the demon-removing master overnight, and destroyed almost all the powerful demon-removing masters on the main plane of the human beings at that time, making the world and the demon world calmed for thousands of years.

It seems that the incident is quite famous, but human society was controlled and blocked by the demon-eliminating master. Mu Qian didn't know how they described the incident that year...

"Just killing someone, what do you want to do so much?"

Mu Qian shook his head, and pressed his raised hand down...

"I want you to be buried with you!" The deputy team leader Fuhun's expression was full of ferociousness.

There was no grenade lock, nor was there any kind of attack? The guy now couldn't move except his body trembled.

The only thing that can move is his mouth.

"Sacrifice! I offer my life to you! Come, my master! Destroy this world! Let the flame of revenge!"

The deputy team leader Fuhun shouted in pain, and with his shouting, blood flowed through his eyes, nostrils, and ear piercings, like several poisonous snakes crawling out!

Mu Qian tilted his head and paused his movements.

This breath seems to be...an acquaintance?

He took a step back, although he could crush this person's brain at any time at this time and stop the process of sacrifice to the soul...

But he didn't do that and continued to wait.

It’s not that I’m timid, nor that I’m asking for excitement. I just want to see what this guy can ‘sacrifice’…

Curiosity, curiosity.

The flowing blood turned black.

He was bleeding outside, but the man on the ground was constantly expanding.

His limbs became thicker, his torso became bigger, and two water bags appeared on his chest... Originally, this young man was not tall and turned into this shape again... He was really a monster, either human or ghost, so he could be considered a monster.

When the monster climbed up from the ground, it was already a burly and powerful woman two meters tall, with her dark blue hair growing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The black blood filled the monster's whole body, and pustules appeared on it, as if dozens of mice were rushing around under his skin...

The ugly mouth of a shark came from the mouth of a harsh man and woman: "Accept your sacrifice, my believer! The spear of revenge! Coming!"

With a click, black thunder fell from the sky, and dark clouds were about to fall from the sky, and the sky was about to change.

Mu Qian looked at it quietly, but didn't feel too disgusting, but was interested.

The flesh and blood on the monster kept squirming. After more than ten seconds, it turned into a woman with a charming figure and a height of more than two meters. She was wearing black armor and holding a phantom spear in her hand.

Is the human body directly transformed?

Very awesome.

"Hahaha!" The laughter of the deputy team leader of the Rejuvenation Soul came from the body of this 'woman', "Ten minutes! I sacrificed my soul, and spent the revenge soul accumulated in our organization a year, which can bring the power of our goddess to ten minutes! You are dead! Hahaha!"

Revenge Soul? Accumulation?

Mu Qian suddenly realized that it was because of this for revenge.

Sure enough, is it a worship of revenge itself, or a belief in the goddess of vengeance?

After understanding this, he felt that the organization was pretty good, at least the purpose was very pure; those who were loyal to their beliefs should be respected.

So, he clenched his fists.

Bourne!

A pair of black wings spread out behind the "Goddess of Vengeance", and the room on the second floor of the shop was immediately corroded by the black aura!

The pair of triangular eyes of the "Goddess of Nemesis" locked on Mu Qian, raised his spear, and the black wings were about to tremble immediately, and the battle was about to begin!

Puff! It was like a sound that hit the quilt.

Mu Qian's left fist appeared on the chest of the "Goddess of Vengeance" at some point, and his body also made an ordinary fist swing posture.

His fist did not touch the black armor and stopped a few millimeters away; but the body of the "Goddess of Nemesis" was like a breathless balloon, and a cracked gap appeared behind it, with black liquid gathering inside.

The pressure is too strong and splatters are produced, and black blood gushs upwards.

The 'Goddess of Nemesis' eyes were full of surprise and his body slowly knelt down.

It was still the voice of the deputy team leader of Fuhun: "How...maybe..."

"Nothing is impossible," Mu Qian took two steps back without any black blood on his body. "The goddess of vengeance is actually just a slightly stronger life. It is better to worship yourself than to worship others."

"Who are you... the hell..."

Mu Qian smiled and said nothing more to the monster meat that had no sign of life; he also snapped his fingers, and the building burned on its own.

‘Poor guy, he didn’t even shout a name,’ Mu Qian shook his head and disappeared into the sea of ​​fire.

Crushing faith is actually very simple.
Chapter completed!