"Get out!"

Wu Xing finally made a move, his right hand was still biting into his son's mouth, his body was twisted, and his left hand clenched his fist to meet Shen Chong's right fist.

Shen Chong was shocked, he had already maxed out his speed, and this person could still accurately capture his movements.

But the arrow has to be sent on the string, and if it is hard, it will be hard!

Shen Chong's right hand was wearing a flaming fist, and under the inspiration of Lingyuan, his right fist was wrapped in a raging red flame, and it collided with Wu Xing's left fist.

Wu Xing didn't move, but Shen Chong flew out upside down and crashed into the gym equipment made of stone and steel under the wall.

It's so strong!

Obviously he is a spiritual psychic, but his physical strength is beyond imagination.

With just one move, Shen Chong had a deep understanding of Wu Xing's strength.

Xie Huazang made a mistake in judgment, and it was still a serious mistake.

This guy's real realm is definitely not the fifth grade of the Xuan Rank, but the most authentic Fourth Grade of the Xuan Grade!

Not only that, but the time for him to reach the realm of the Xuansi Rank was definitely not short, because his physical strength was clearly a manifestation that he had completely completed the physical training of the Xuansi Rank.

But even so, the strength of Shen Chong's punch should not be completely unable to shake him, but there was another reason for this result.

A moment before the two clashed fists, an invisible force suddenly enveloped his whole body, making him feel as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

This power was extremely strange, just like the telekinetic spirit psychic he had encountered, but it was slightly different.

It's a pity that the first contact in a hurry, Shen Chong really didn't have the ability to instantly see through the strange, so he could only temporarily equate it with the power of thought.

This should be a derivative skill that Wu Xing, the Soul Burning Thief, has cultivated over the years by continuously developing his abilities.

As a hidden folk opposition psyker, and because of his evil deeds, he rarely interacted with other people, and he found these ways alone.

He knows that he attaches great importance to physical training, and he knows how to develop derivative abilities, and he has reached the realm of Xuan-level four grades in about ten years.

Wu Xing is a genius.

After controlling the enemy with one move, Wu Xing pressed Wu Da's head with his left hand and slowly withdrew his right hand, while the strange red light on Wu Da's body slowly dimmed.

Wu Da no longer struggled, and lay on Wu Xing's chest softly, while Wu Xing turned his head to look at Shen Chong indifferently and asked, "Who are you?" ”

At this time, this man and the loyal, honest, and warm-hearted people described in the visit records of the village cadres are like two people.

This is his true face.

Indifferent and ruthless, his pupils are full of a downbeat about life and death, and there is a faint bloodthirst.

Maybe he was a mortal, or maybe he was a good man, but now, ten years later, he's changed.

Under his "butcher's knife", nearly a hundred souls were scarred and fragmented.

Nearly a hundred people have become crazy because of him, and he is no different from a butcher with blood on his hands.

Born from the heart, the more evil people do, the more the past experience will be invisibly written on the face, Wu Xing's true face at this time verifies this truth.

Shen Chong didn't want to talk nonsense with him, but now that he found that the opponent's strength was a bit excessive, he was no longer in a hurry to attack, but planned to delay a little time, observe the opponent more, and reformulate a more perfect combat strategy.

"Who am I, you ask?"

"Yes."

"Haven't you heard of us?"

"Demon slayer?"

"That's right."

"You're finally here, what are you here for?"

"Arrest you."

Wu Xing slowly lowered Wu Da, who seemed to have fallen asleep, to the ground, turned around and sneered: "Arrest me? I'm guilty of a capital crime, I can't live anymore, your lies can't deceive me, you want to kill me. But I'm not afraid of death, there's no point in living! But before I die, I want to try again! ”

"Try what?"

"You have too much nonsense, don't you always have a reputation for slaying demons with thunderous methods?"

After freeing his hands, Wu Xing no longer stayed in place, but took the initiative to stride in the direction of Shen Chong.

He looked like a spiritual system, more fierce than the superhuman system strengthened by the physical body, his body was as heavy as a mountain, and he stepped on the ground with a clattering sound when he stepped down.

He looked at Shen Chong's gaze as if he were looking at a dead man.

He already knew Shen Chong's realm, and he was only a yellow-level second-grade, so he didn't have to worry about it.

But he knew that he was in a catastrophe, as early as when he rashly attacked Xie Huazang, he knew that the pursuit of the demon would come soon, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, let alone halfway through the road In order to protect Xie Huazang's "spirit", he delayed for a while, and failed to go home in time to escape with his son.

I'm going to die, but before I die, I'm not reconciled!

Fortunately, the first one to be sent to the door is still only the yellow level, this is my last chance!

Facing Wu Xing, who was as strong as an ox, Shen Chong was reluctant to take it hard, raised his legs and wanted to dodge to the side, and was about to exert his strength, but he felt a terrible scorching pain in his brain, and his actions were paused.

Two meters away, Wu Xing swung his right fist and hit out of thin air, and a bewitching red ghost fire flew out of his right fist and floated towards Shen Chong's chest.

Shen Chong couldn't dodge it, and was beaten squarely, and the stinging pain in his brain became more and more intense.

It was a burning pain from the depths of the soul, as if bathed in flames, with nowhere to escape, no way to resist.

Wu Xing's right hand patted his left hand, which was constantly burning, disdainfully.

Just now, the skin of his left hand that received Shen Chong's punch was slightly carbonized, but he didn't feel any pain, and only grinned coldly: "Flame ability?" It's not bad, but if it's just this level, you're dead! Your flame can only burn the flesh, but my flame can ignite the soul! ”

He took another step forward while shouting, and raised his right hand high in an attempt to choke Shen Chong's neck.

No one knows where his determination came from, just as no one knows what he went through in the past ten years.

The more loyal and ordinary his external performance among the villagers, the more he can show his inner persistence and strength.

With an almost crazy attitude, he went out to "hunt" while farming and doing hard work, and when he returned home, he used homemade fitness equipment as the main means to fill up his physical training on his own.

Wu Xing's efficiency is definitely far from catching up with Shen Chong, and he doesn't have a sparring partner, but he did it.

The blood marks on the fitness equipment that was smashed by Shen Chong's back are a true portrayal of his ten-year life.

Ten years, living in purgatory every day, never dying.

Unless he was out hunting, his body was not in perfect condition for a moment.

This allowed him to have the ultimate body of the fourth grade of the Xuan level.

He knew that he was an evil man, but before the evil way, he was still a father who did not compromise on his means.

is slightly different from Shen Chong, who is more scheming and a father, Wu Xing is destined to walk alone and cannot see any hope.

This is the strength that despair brings to him, and his strength comes from the obsession in his heart.

Shen Chong's invincible thinking battle network in the past was completely suppressed.

Wu Xing's soul burning can not only deprive others of their minds, but also temper his own mind like a hundred refined steel.

He also has near-perfect judgment, and even more powerful mental power, which can even interfere with Shen Chong's judgment in turn, eroding the mental battle network, and causing Shen Chong to fall into a self-delusion that seems to be an illusion, but is far stronger than an illusion.

This is the real reason why Shen Chong felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire when he punched for the first time.

That was the "force" that Wu Xing forcibly exerted on Shen Chong's heart.

Looking at the big hand that was getting closer and closer, Shen Chong's breathing became more and more rapid, his headache was splitting, and the speed at which he fell to the wind was too fast.

The Yellow Level Second Rank has surpassed the Fourth Order, including a large rank of Leapfrog Challenge, which is really too difficult.

Wu Xing was more powerful than any psionic he had ever faced before, at least ten times stronger than the Xuan-level termite transformation psionic who he had easily killed with a few moves!

Wu Xingsheng's calloused right hand was getting closer and closer, and Shen Chong could even vaguely see the demonic red flowing fire from the calloused cracks in his palm.

It is a flame that can plunge people into purgatory.

Can't catch him!

The first punch was hand-to-hand, and Shen Chong's Flaming Fist inflicted minor injuries on Wu Xing, but he himself was planted with soul fire.

Just now, the second soul fire that Wu Xing hit in the air entered his mind again, further aggravating the sharp pain in Shen Chong's brain.

If I am infused into the third path, I will not be able to hold on!

"Giggle!"

At this moment, a black lightning bolt flew in the air from the outside of the wall, piercing Wu Xing's back like an arrow from the string.

"Who!"

Wu Xing's heart was alarmed, and he turned around suddenly, and saw a dark rooster shooting at him, and the iron pecked himself at the center of his eyebrows.

Ji Bai, who was originally in charge of outflanking in the backyard, found that the situation inside was not right, and took the initiative to help.

Shen Chong finally got a chance to breathe, took the opportunity to forcibly suppress the severe pain in his brain, turned sideways and hid to the side, and shouted in his mouth: "Brother Ji be careful!" This thing has a lot of strength! ”

There was a loud bang.

Ji Bai had been slapped by Wu Xing on the waist with a palm, and hit his head on the brick and concrete wall, knocking out a chicken-shaped hole and flying out of the courtyard.

Brother Ji's wail floated from afar, "You said it earlier!" ”

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