The sword of the eyebrows is unsheathed, the Moluo Palace is not soft (1)

Why is the right man still not moving? What is he doing? He actually looked at himself and laughed. He watched himself push his degree to the highest level. This Xuanren hero pushed his strength to a height. Under this method of turning the body, he could not feel the injuries he had just suffered in his body for the time being, and his power was extremely smooth.

Just when Ren Haojie raised the volume to the peak and could not improve any further, the right man moved. The right man's movement was very slow this time, and Ren Haojie could see clearly.

He wanted to hit me with such a slow punch? Ren Haojie really couldn't figure it out, because the right man did not reach a certain limit. It was like a strong man taking action. Sometimes it would feel very slow in the eyes of ordinary people. In fact, it was an effect caused by extreme speed. It was too fast, and the images formed in the eyes looked very slow.

But the right man is not. He is slowly transforming the starting stance of a boxer into a straight sprint punch. It is very simple and the changes are very slow.

Seeing the right man approaching him so slowly, Ren Haojie really couldn't understand it. However, because of the fierceness of the right man in the first two times, he didn't dare to be careless. He would just bypass it first, use movement to control his calmness, first motivate his later attractions, and then find a way to deal with it.

Facing Ren Haojie's phantom that was moving and changing rapidly in the air, and was like a ghostly ghost-like phantom, the right man took a deep breath and bulged his chest. He seemed slow in everyone's eyes, but in fact he raised his right palm high, spread his five fingers, and then exhaled a shocking howl, and slapped his slap at the blurry palm shadow that was poking in front of him.

The movement of strength in the body changed strangely again. As the right man raised his iron fists high, a transparent palm energy formed by air spread from it, and quickly expanded. When the slap hit Ren Haojie's breath, the transparent palm energy enveloped on the palm had spread to three times the size of the normal palm.

One fast and one slow, two strange and strange ways were finally intertwined in the eyes of everyone. With a crisp and powerful "pop" sound, the heavy and powerful strength accumulated on the palm finally found the gap for catharsis, just like the flooding of the Yellow River, and like a mountain torrent suddenly pouring into thousands of miles. Not only was the breath that Ren Haojie blasted out was dispersed, but even his "thin" body was slapped into a rolling gourd by this "palm energy". When he stood up staggeringly more than ten meters away, the palm of his hand was slapped by the "palm energy" had been strangely twisted and trembling slightly, obviously it was broken by the powerful force.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation rose from Ren Haojie's heart and quickly turned into endless hatred and anger that filled his chest.

"Ah" Ren Haojie roared to the sky and stared at the blood-red light in his eyes splattered out of his sockets, as bright as the bloodshots at the corners of his mouth. The invisible but qualitative rich murderous aura rolled around like clouds, as he was ready to choose someone to eat as he breathed heavily.

Ren Haojie, who was swept into the right man's breath and turned into the second rolling gourd. When he stood up more than ten meters away, he finally eliminated and dissolved the sharp and cold force like a needle tip on his shoulder. However, his whole arm was numb. Even if he couldn't feel the uncomfortable numbness, he could feel that he had temporarily lost the command of this arm. The continuous passiveness, the setbacks, and the final rolling gourd made him lose his face, and his face was also full of anger and murderous intent. His face was not very good-looking, and he was distorted. He was panting and wiped the dazzling blood red from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Crazy and terrible murderous aura and ferocious eyes emitted from his mung bean-like eyes.

The right man was also trying to calm his breathing. Although he beat Ren Haojie to internal injury without any damage, every move was full of force, so it was very expensive. Looking at the angry Ren Haojie at this moment, he knew that this battle would not end so easily, especially Ren Haojie was obviously ready to fight to the death. Under the premise of death, anything could be born.

Ren Haojie did not give the right man much time to regulate his breathing. They almost breathed for more than ten seconds and rushed out on the spot. The speed even left a afterimage in the spot. The air passing by the body was shrill. They were also tragic and slim guys. They didn't believe that after such a fierce battle, the right man could still leave much strength in his body. Therefore, if they wanted to kill the opponent, they could not leave too much time to regulate their breathing. This time, their strength during the attack was completely placed on the degree. They must make the right man exhausted at the speed to consume not much strength. When the opponent's strength was almost exhausted, they would give him a fatal last blow.

When his back was about to land, he folded his waist back, gently pressed his chest with one hand, and leaned back downward, standing on the ground. So his whole body used the arm that stood on the ground as a pillar, and a beautiful back flip, and stood on the ground freely. However, when his arm just supported the ground, it affected the bones of his chest. The severe pain caused his body to stagger, closed his laughing mouth, and the panting was breathing heavily; he frowned slightly, and he felt that except for some pain in his chest, exhausted strength, and exhausted physical strength, he was still in good spirits.

The consequences of this injury were beyond the expectations of the right man. Perhaps he had a strong skin and thick flesh and thick nerves, and his right man smiled mockingly, looked up at the front sitting on the ground, and the injured Ren Haojie and his breathing were as rapid and heavy as his. It can be seen that the other party was exhausted and had no strength to fight, but the eyes of his eyes were full of endless murderous aura and a hint of undetectable fear.

The tightly clasped hands burst out, and the strength of their whole body wandered through the cycle of reincarnation. The heavy breathing made their hearts boil.

Ren Haojie stood up staggeringly, his eyes emitting blood-red light to look at the right man

"Squeak, giggle" Ren Haojie's arms were tightly wrapped together, and the sounds of bones and joints staggered and closed together intersecting, forming a strange sound; Ren Haojie's body began to rise and lengthen, and his muscles were expanding and cracking his originally small top, revealing his knotted upper body. His already hunched spine bent forward like an animal, causing his entire upper body to tilt toward the ground forward.

The pupils of both eyes seemed to be squeezing forcefully, constantly pressing from both sides to the middle, but they returned to the circle due to the rebound force of the pupils. However, the invisible pressure obviously did not disappear, but the earth used the force to press it. After several times, Ren Haojie's pupils finally turned into blood red like beasts.

His muscles gradually dimmed like a pigment after continuous harmony and matching, and finally turned into a dark red color, from nothing to something, from weak to clear, gradually crawling over the already-changing coppery skin, and even his face never let go

Although the strength left was not much, the right man never wanted to fall into a passively beaten situation. Seeing Ren Haojie rushing towards him quickly, the "breath" changed again. The momentum as majestic as mountains and thick as earth rushed out like a hurricane in an instant. With this breath, Ren Haojie's spirit could no longer lock in the figure of the right man, which made them feel shocked, and the rushing forward could not help but relax.

The crisp sound of bone cracks cracked, and Ren Haojie's sternum was almost broken at the same time. Although their ability could not die, their internal organs were greatly shocked and traumatized. Ren Haojie's feet were pressed against the ground, his upper body leaned back, and his mouth was squirting blood and sliding more than ten meters away. He fell to the ground, stroking his chest with one hand and supporting the ground with the other. The clothes under his lips and chest were stained red with a large amount of blood. The more embarrassed he was, the more embarrassed he was.

The right man flew backwards under the powerful power of Ren Haojie. However, he was in a very good mood. In the air flying backwards, he was spraying blood out with big mouthfuls, and bursts of laughter, as if this vivid battle made him feel refreshed and very happy.

"Ao" A cold and shrill howl sounded. Ren Haojie burst out with the roar, a bloodthirsty and cold aura, spreading towards the surroundings like a rolling wave, driving the sand and gravel debris in the area, and the misty dead aura enveloped the area.

The pupils of both eyes seemed to be squeezing forcefully, constantly pressing from both sides to the middle, but they returned to the circle due to the rebound force of the pupils. However, the invisible pressure obviously did not disappear, but the earth used the force to press it. After several times, Ren Haojie's pupils finally turned into blood red like beasts.

His muscles gradually dimmed like a pigment after continuous harmony and matching, and finally turned into a dark red color, from nothing to something, from weak to clear, gradually crawling over the already-changing coppery skin, and even his face never let go

"Ao" A cold and shrill howl sounded. Ren Haojie burst out with the roar, a bloodthirsty and cold aura, spreading towards the surroundings like a rolling wave, driving the sand and gravel debris in the area, and the misty dead aura enveloped the area.

Ren Haojie still kept his mind clear, staring at the right man with cold eyes, shouting in a low voice, and then turned into a ghostly phantom, like an illusory shadow, floating close to the ground to the right man. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived. Then, a lightning bolt that shone the dark space around him jumped into the air, flashing through the right man's waist and shoulders.

The two of them fought hard and their energy was overflowing, blowing even the clothes of the gang members in the distance were buzzing loudly.

The battle is far from over, and the figure of the right man continues to appear in Ren Haojie's places, and the first afterimage will begin to disappear.
Chapter completed!