Chapter Seventy-Four: Don't Hit the Kidneys
"Alright, then, it's up to you."
The senior let go of Jiang Lin's shoulder, and the next moment, Jiang Lin found that he had risen into the air, and in front of him, there was a buddy who looked a little like a bald head.
From his body, Jiang Lin felt the supreme divine might!
That powerful sense of oppression struck again, not only in the body, but especially in the depths of the soul from the inside out!
"Roar!"
I saw that this bald head suddenly yelled at Jiang Lin, and his hairstyle was blown out again.
"Human! You're my dolls after all! It's stupid to think about freedom! ”
The next moment, the bald head is strong and quickly grows bigger!
That kind of Weiya feeling overwhelmed Jiang Lin, and now Jiang Lin finally understood the words of that senior.
In the face of this level of existence, you can run, but now, if you turn around and run, you will die faster.
So Jiang Lin decided......
Or did you commit suicide...... Maybe you'll wake up in the illusion.
Jiang Lin's thoughts moved, and the first snow fell into his hands......
......
"Madam, Mr. Jiang ...... him"
Xiaohua on the side interrupted the family of three, and the eyes of the three of them were focused on Jiang Lin again.
After everyone on the training ground saw Jiang Lin stand up, he hammered his old legs, twisted his waist and buttocks with both hands, twisted his neck again, and jumped a few times.
"This kid is going to punch."
Sitting in the rocking chair, looking at Jiang Lin's refreshed eyes, Chen Huo couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
As long as this punch is made, then his mud embryo realm is completely completed, and the Shattered God Fist can be regarded as a real entry.
Everyone saw that Jiang Lin was no longer jumping, and slowly raised his hand.
And just when everyone thought that Jiang Lin's punch was about to be handed out, Jiang Lin's natal flying sword flew out of Jiang Lin's acupoint and landed in Jiang Lin's palm.
Immediately after that, everyone saw Jiang Lin's right hand with a horizontal sword around his neck, as if it was ...... Kill yourself!
"Wait! That kid seems to have a problem with his brain, as if he wants to kill himself! Ah......h
Chen Huo sat up from his wheelchair abruptly, and just as he took a step forward, he suddenly fell to the ground......
"Mother! Let go of me, I'm going to stop Jiang Lin! Jiang Lin, wake up! Jiang Lin! ”
The girl who was hugged tightly could not break free from her mother's arms no matter what, and tears were falling from her eyes.
At this time, Chen's mother was also extremely surprised in her heart, her fist was already half-clenched, thinking about whether to wake him up with a punch.
But if he forcibly interrupted, then Jiang Lin really couldn't be a martial artist in his life!
But it shouldn't be, why is that?
It stands to reason that as long as you stand up, have the courage and determination to face the gods, and take this first step, it should be very simple to make that punch next, why would this kid want to kill himself?
What is his brain circuit made of?!
Just when Jiang Lin was about to wipe his neck with a sword, and Chen's mother was also about to wake up this kid with a punch, suddenly, Jiang Lin put down his sword,
Then this guy scratched his head again, and then, Jiang Lin seemed to have a sudden idea, and held the natal flying sword forged from ice and snow in his hand like a javelin.
"Walk you!"
I saw Jiang Linzhu run a few steps, and then threw the first snow straight out.
I saw a flash of white light, piercing the roof of the house and flying out like a comet.
"Give me back the drifting fist!"
Immediately after that, Jiang Lin let out a loud shout, rose into the air, and punched wildly into the air, and it looked like his raindrop-like fists were all hitting a person in the face......
......
In the illusion, Jiang Lin was really thinking about killing himself at first, but ......
Jiang Lin found that he didn't seem to be able to do anything at all......
Although Jiang Lin has died a few times, it is okay if he starts a little smarter, but he doesn't feel anything, just like the time when Xuanwu City met Xiao Xueli and the time when he was attacked when he was fighting against the six major sects.
The other party is neat and tidy, and he looks like a veteran.
On the contrary, I was pierced through the heart by my senior sister that time, it really hurt...... And if you want to kill yourself......
What if you don't have enough to do it yourself?
Doesn't it hurt?
If the blood is choking on the throat, isn't it more uncomfortable?
If you don't die cleanly, and you have been made up for a few times, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?
And the most important thing is that self-propelled combat really wants courage...... After all, who would live so well that they have nothing to do to wipe their neck......
So Jiang Lin decided! I'm going to have a good time! Even if he dies, he will turn into a mosquito and bite him hard!
So in the illusion, Jiang Lin held the first snow in his hand, ran a few steps and threw it at the huge bald head in front of him!
Immediately after, Jiang Lin rose into the air:
"Give me back my drifting fist, your father will look good for you!"
Jiang Lin raised his thick fist, his fist intent reached its peak, and each punch was mixed with Chu Xue's sword qi and smashed wildly into the opponent's huge face.
When using "Return Me Drifting Fist", Jiang Lin intentionally or unintentionally mixed it with the Shattered God Fist, but he felt that the Shattered God Fist was too awkward to use, and he felt that "Return Me Drifting Fist" was still handy.
Although it is said that except for the sword qi that is sandwiched, the fist has no lethality at all......
I saw that this bald head was turned into Wu Yanzu by Jiang Lin for a while, and an ancient giant machine for a while, and Er Kang for a while.
"Knock ......"
When the last punch was handed out, Jiang Lin felt hearty and wanted to turn the other party into a well-known basketball trainee, a bell rang out of thin air.
......
"Huh?"
The illusion was suddenly shattered, and Jiang Lin, who felt that he had not yet finished his fun, slowly landed.
The first snow that was inexplicably thrown by the owner with the problem of the braincase also flew back into Jiang Lin's acupoint after several turns in the air.
"So the illusion is broken?" Jiang Lin looked at his surroundings and then at his hands.
Could it be that the bald head doesn't want to learn to sing, jump and play basketball?
"Jiang Lin!"
Before Jiang Lin turned around, a delicate body hit Jiang Lin's back directly, and a pair of small hands tightly clasped Jiang Lin's waist.
Although Jiang Lin felt that his back was panicking......
"Miss Chen, self-respect, self-respect, I know you're worried about me, but this will be misunderstood."
Jiang Lin wanted to take her hand off, but this little girl's hand was so strong?
"Who's worried about you!"
Chen Yao, who noticed his gaffe, blushed slightly and let go of Jiang Lin's waist.
"Miss Chen, I'm sorry, I'm so handsome, I made you tempted."
Jiang Lin turned around and looked at Chen Yao, who was rubbing his fingers with his head down, his daughter's demeanor, and a little cute, he knew that she was worried about him out of a friend, but he still quipped.
"What do you say?"
"Ahh
Chen married a punch to Jiang Lin's old waist...... There was a feeling that my kidney was broken......
"Don't hit the kidneys!"
"Don't kick me in the kidneys!"
", your father and mother are here, don't move to ask me...... Loosen up, my ears are falling out. ”
Looking at the two people fighting on the training ground, Chen's mother smiled slightly:
"The mud embryo realm is complete, it's not bad."