God of Fire

Chapter 48: The strong recover

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The black gloves glowed with icy light, and Chen Ping's eyes seemed to be sucked in. He only felt that Lin Yang's fists became heavy as a mountain in an instant.

"do not want!"

The congenital elder who was locked by Lin Yang saw Lin Yang's fist and panicked like a blasted cock, but before he had enough luck in a panic, Lin Yang's death fist blasted his forehead.

Bang.

A crisp bone crack sounded.

The red blood and white brains splashed Lin Yang's entire face and dyed him into the Shura Demon God who crawled out of the blood prison. A pair of cold eyes swept away, even Chen Ping couldn't help taking a breath.

Is this still a human

Is this *** still human

Could this Lin Yi crawled out of the dead, otherwise how could he smash a person's head without blinking his eyes

That kind of fierce light, that kind of murderous aura, surpassed the most brutal monster Chen Ping had ever seen!

Puff through.

Lin Yang let go of his unconscious left arm, and Chen's head, whose head was puffy, lay on the ground like a dead fish.

Kill the second one!

There are two more!

Lin Yang couldn't lift his left shoulder anymore, this was his only choice.

His glove comes with the spirit attribute of [Power Bonus], and with Yan Shen Jin, it can burst out five thousand kilograms of power instantly, but the opportunity for this kind of attack is fleeting.

He strengthened his physical body with a flame steel body, desperately to destroy an arm, and exchanged a congenital life.

The blood on his head and face made the blood of his whole body more and more boiling, he actually laughed, he didn't seem to feel the pain, a right fist that dominated the world slowly lifted up and pointed at Chen Ping’s nose:

"who is the next!"

No one spoke for half a minute.

Chen Ping felt as if he was the one who was seriously injured. The boy opposite was so strong in fighting spirit that he had only seen him in his life.

but…

The battle can't be won by will alone!

Die to me!

With a roar, Chen Ping and the only remaining Xian Tian rushed towards Lin Yang again.

Lin Yang laughed loudly, and rushed back towards the two of them.

A life-and-death battle of great disparity began.

Lin Yang only relied on the giant mine that can be retracted instantly and the spirit weapon glove that can increase his strength. He used the mine to block Chen Ping’s attack as much as possible, and used the glove to attack another weaker player. opponent.

He fought his life and wanted to use his last life force to fight.

He became a beast, and every part of his body became a weapon.

In the end, he was even blown out by Chen Ping's palm, but he took advantage of the situation and threw himself on the other congenital body, tearing the flesh and blood on the opponent's neck abruptly with his mouth.

twenty minutes.

No one knows how Lin Yang lasted twenty minutes under the attack of two powerful masters.

But finally Lin Yang was defeated, and Chen Ping kicked him fiercely on the mine wall with his flying legs wrapped in powerful spiritual power.

Lin Yang's body was almost shattered, and his whole body was stuck on the top of the mine, as if it became a puddle of soft mud, and finally fell weakly.

Huh... huh...

Chen Ping gasped heavily, as if he had ended the most terrifying demon in his life.

beside.

The congenital elder who had already pale face was clutching his bloody neck, his eyes staring like a dead fish, he also slowly knelt to the ground, and the whole person stopped breathing unwillingly.

The third.

After all, Lin Yang desperately killed the third congenital master.

In the realm of body tempering, three early congenitals desperately died, leaving Chen Ping, a powerful man in the mid congenital period, exhausted. This kind of record will definitely shock the entire Qiwu continent.

but.

This is the last brilliant light in Lin Yang's life.

Cough... cough... poof!

Lin Yang leaned weakly on the mine behind him, and a mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs sprayed out.

He was still smiling.

The smile made Chen Ping chill all over his body.

This kid... won't he be able to stand up

But after all, Lin Yang has no strength to fight anymore...

Still, can't it

His consciousness gradually began to fall into chaos, as if there was a huge attraction pulling him into the endless darkness.

"Fucky boy, are you finally dying!"

Chen Ping took a deep breath and came to Lin Yang's side. He grabbed Lin Yang's neck with a card and carried Lin Yang against the mine wall into the air.

Slap twice.

Chen Ping slapped Lin Yang directly.

"Come on? Fight again? You bite me!"

Chen Ping wanted to humiliate Lin Yang in this way and vent all the anger and fear in his heart.

Damn it!

Lin Yang lost consciousness all over, even though his heart was scorched with anger, he could only let the old dog Chen Ping bully.

Finally, he completely fainted.

His head, which had always been strong and straight, finally hung weakly in front of Chen Ping's face.

"Hmph, I said that sooner or later, it will be death, you have to make me spend all these efforts! Lin Yi, you don't have to die so easily, I will torture you to regret being a human being!"

Chen Ping stuck Lin Yang's throat tightly, trying to hold him awake, but found that Lin Yang had completely no power to resist.

"Pooh!"

Chen Ping became angry from embarrassment, and took a bite:

"Useless waste, you think it's okay if you faint, I'll smash your whole body bones inch by inch to make you feel good!"

As he said, he was about to wave his hand to throw Lin Yang's body to the ground, and at the moment he wanted to do it, Lin Yang suddenly raised his head again.

Behind the mask, the pair of eyes that had frightened Chen Ping opened again, but this time, Lin Yang's eyes turned blood red.

"you… "

Chen Ping looked at Lin Yang's eyes.

That was not a human gaze at all, the scarlet blood was constantly surging, and it seemed that there was flame burning in Lin Yang's eyes.

"What tricks is your kid going to play? Die to me!"

Chen squared.

He didn't want to torture Lin Yang anymore, and with one hand, he would directly squeeze Lin Yang's neck and completely kill the young man in front of him.

But it was too late.

A terrible heat came from Lin Yang's neck, and when he heard a scream, Chen Ping screamed and retracted his left hand.

"This... What kind of magic is this!"

Chen Ping couldn't believe that his palm in the middle congenital period was burnt black by the terrible heat just now, and the white smoke accompanied by the pain in his heart made him sweat.

Looking at Lin Yang again, he was already standing on the ground.

A pair of blood-red eyes looked straight at Chen Ping.

"No, it's impossible..."

Chen Ping felt that his brain had been short-circuited, and he had already beaten Lin Yang to a disability just now, how could he stand so easily now.

And that weird heat...

What happened to this

"It's you, going to destroy the emperor's body?"

Lin Yang spoke, his voice was as cold as a glacier for thousands of years, and proud as the gods of nine days, unlike the boy before.

"Lin Yi, you, who are you..."

Chen Ping is not stupid, he has already felt the changes in Lin Yang, his voice is already a little trembling, he just feels that he is not as good as the ants in front of Lin Yang.

"You, want to smash every inch of my bones?"

Lin Yang didn't pay attention to Chen Ping at all, just repeating Chen Ping's ruthless words just like a joke.

"Well, this method of death is good, suitable for you... eh? This ant is so shy and still has to wear a mask to act, which really insults the emperor's power..."

Lin Yang slowly raised his hand, and while groaning, he unlocked the mask that made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Finally, Chen Ping saw a face he would never forget before he died.

"Lin, Lin Yang... You are not dead yet!"

Chen Ping only felt that his blood was solidified, and his soul was about to ascend to heaven.

The elder Wen in front of him, who has been crippling him and gritted his teeth with hatred, turned out to be the idiot Lin Yi who killed the burned idiot with his own hands

Resurrected

Or do you want to die

Chen Ping watched as Lin Yang walked towards him step by step. He was trembling and had no intention of fighting, and he could only retreat step by step.

"Impossible...Impossible...Impossible..."

Chen Ping said three impossibility in a row, and the whole person was completely messed up.

He decided that he could no longer stay in this place where the wind was blowing. Today's things were weird beyond his imagination. He needed to go back and report everything to Chen Yuesheng.

That Lin Yang--he is not dead yet!

Whoosh.

Chen Ping turned around, his legs lifted into the air.

The speed of his escape reached the limit of his life, but it was a pity that Lin Yang raised his hand at the moment he just jumped up.

The whole world is frozen.

Chen Ping felt that the surrounding air had become an invisible barrier, so he froze himself in the air, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even move a finger.

Ah... Ah...

He opened his mouth feebly, like a frightened pheasant, but couldn't make a sound. He could only help his body be controlled by a mysterious force, and slowly turned to Lin Yang.

"You still want to go?"

Lin Yang's palm gently shook, turning Chen Ping around, his tone was flat without any waves, as if he was speaking to the ants.

Chen Ping was so scared that he was about to collapse.

This is simply a miracle that can only be performed by the gods. What kind of existence is this Lin Yang

Lin Yang's palm was lifted gently, like holding a lotus flower, but when his palm was slowly held, something terrifying happened.

Gera, Gera.

Chen Ping's whole body began to hug and close like a ball.

His eyes stared like dead fish, but he could only watch his body begin to twist in an irregular shape, and segments of joints were broken and shattered in this distortion...

Ouch!

Chen Ping wanted to bark, but he couldn't even open his mouth.

That kind of inhuman pain was stubbornly held in the body and couldn't be released, as if the pain had increased tenfold.

this is too scary.

Now Lin Yang is simply a cold-blooded demon. Seeing Chen Ping undergoing the most painful torture in the world, there is no wave on his face.

"It hasn't reached the point where you said it was crushed."

Lin Yang's words made Chen Ping desperate.