Looking at the armored man who was still alive with a pierced heart, Song Yin's eyes flashed with divine light again. He flew up and jumped into the crowd like a tiger into a flock of sheep. White mist spread out, shocking the people around him and sweeping them away.
"Evil!"
Song Yin faced the armored disciple with a pierced chest. The anger in his eyes almost ignited flames. He stretched out his big hand, pressed down the evil head, and exerted force with his fingers. A white breath came out of his hand and poured into the evil head. With a 'bang', the head was crushed. The headless body staggered and fell down, and this time it did not get up again.
“Wow!”
Behind him, an armored sect member with a pitch-black wolf claw sewn on his arm suddenly jumped up, and the sharp claw with a cold glow pierced Song Yin's neck.
bite!
The crisp sound was like the clanging of metal, and the tip of the claw touched the skin of Song Yin's neck and could not go any further.
Song Yin didn't even look at it. He crushed the evil hand and clenched his fist. He suddenly punched back, and the powerful white gas followed the back of his fist and hit the face of the armored man, smashing his body from the chest up. The surging white gas also made the armored man rushing from behind slow down.
"Um!!"
Song Yin groaned muffledly from his throat, exerted force with one foot, and swept to the side like a whip, leaving a trail of afterimages. The afterimages directly brushed the upper bodies of the three armored men. With three loud bangs, the three men's halves exploded directly, and even flesh and blood could not splatter as they were evaporated by the white gas.
In just a few breaths before entering the venue, he had already dealt with several people. His brutality was so brutal that Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qi, who were standing at the door, were frightened.
They could see those people clearly. Except for the armored man who was killed by Song Yin's punch at the beginning and whose realm was unknown, the others showed restrained magic power and transparency of themselves. They seemed to have infinite strength when they moved. Those were all signs of the third stage of Qi Refining's 'fighting power'.
But in front of Song Yin, he was no different from a chick. He was gone with just a lift of his hands and a flick of his feet.
Wang Qizhen was even more frightened. After all, he had never seen it with his own eyes like Zhang Feixuan had. He just heard him say that his senior brother was very strong. In addition, the so-called aura of the Great Dao was too painful, so he was afraid of his senior brother. But now, it seems that it is not just fear. This guy is too fierce!
A group of Qi Refiners who are at least at the third level, and they are from the Armored Sect. Even if it was the master, it would take some effort to fight them. How could he crush them to death like stepping on a bug
"oh!!"
He kicked three people to death with one kick, causing the armored disciples to pause in their movements, but they cheered immediately. There was no fear in their eyes, only strong excitement.
"So it wasn't a sneak attack on the villain!"
An excited voice was heard in the distance, and two figures appeared above the ring. The former was wearing a black robe and had a broad and large figure, while the latter showed his figure and a bald head. Under the bald head, there were a pair of bloodshot red eyes. Under the red eyes, there was a pair of compound eyes on his cheeks, as if they were sewn and embedded, densely covering the entire cheeks.
His body was even more exaggerated, with strong and tortoise-gray muscles. On his chest, there was a ferocious lion head that occupied most of his chest. The head seemed to be sewn on, but it looked just like the sewn parts of the armored men, not shriveled but lifelike.
Behind him, there is a massive torso with countless arms on the upper part, some with human, some with animal, and some with insect limbs. On the lower part, there are human feet, spider feet, animal claws and the like. Behind the buttocks, there are also several completely different tails swaying.
From a distance, this person looks like he is wearing a layer of armor...
Song Yin did not stop moving. He turned around and rushed forward. He punched out with a surge of white gas, which half-blasted several armored men who were about to rush over from behind. Then he raised his head and looked at the two people who suddenly appeared, with even more anger in his eyes.
"Brother, I like this guy, I want to fight him!" The bald man wearing 'armor' stuck out his forked tongue like a snake's tongue and laughed softly.
"No, he's mine!"
The man in the cloak let out a hoarse growl, "If you try to snatch it from me, I'll beat you to death first!"
"I'm not afraid of you, brother!"
The bald man also glared at them, but soon remembered something and looked at Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizhen at the door. His eyes stopped at Wang Qizhen, and his forked scarlet tongue scraped around his mouth, revealing a hideous and crazy smile: "Oh... Isn't this the puppy from the Golden Immortal Sect? I see, you are here to steal that batch of goods."
As he spoke, he leaned forward, and with a bang, he jumped from that great height, leaving a circle of dust, and swooped down like an arrow, shooting towards the door.
"I can handle two of them. Fight me. If you beat me, I'll give you this batch of goods! Hahahaha!"
Song Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, took a step forward, and was about to raise his arm to hit the bald head that was rushing over, when suddenly, a large grey hand tightly grasped his wrist. The hand was extremely large, at least three times larger than Song Yin's hand, and the comparison was like that of an adult and a child. The heavy force caused Song Yin's wrist to stop.
Bang!
Being blocked by someone, the bald man rushed forward and hit the bodies of the two men, breaking the mountain pass into several pieces and bringing up a cloud of dust.
Song Yin raised his head and met the eyes in the hood. Those were also a pair of bloodshot eyes. In the darkness, it seemed that the mouth was grinning, which also had a hint of blood.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
The remaining armored disciples automatically gathered into a circle, stretched out their arms that were sewn with unknown objects, and shouted wildly.
"You are not a sneak attack villain. You are very strong. You dare to deal with my armored disciples alone. You are very courageous. I like you!"
The man in the cloak said in a hoarse voice: "Fight me. As long as you survive, I will lead you into the Armored Gate!"
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, his body tilted, and the big hand that was holding his wrist tilted downward as Song Yin's arm swung, moving his body downward until it was lower than Song Yin's head.
"What a powerful force!" the man in the cloak exclaimed in surprise.
call!
His legs moved suddenly, and he raised them high along with his body like a battle axe, and struck Song Yin's shoulder near his neck with great force.
The force was so great that when it hit Song Yin, the entire arena shook.
However, this attack did not shake Song Yin at all. Not to mention being kicked down, he didn't even shake at all.
"So hard!" The man in the cloak seemed even more delighted.
Bang!
Then, he felt his body being pulled and he fell heavily to the ground.
Song Yin swung his wrist sideways and pulled the man who was holding his wrist to the ground. He raised his legs and feet high and stepped straight towards his head.
"You evil creature, are you worthy enough to fight me?!"
Song Yin shouted loudly, his eyes widened like a raging diamond, and a ball of white gas burst out from his raised foot.
boom!!
The heavy footsteps created a huge hole in the ground, smoke and dust exploded, causing a large amount of gravel to fly. The heavy force made the gravel pierce into the surrounding area of the ring like darts. Some of the armored men who were unlucky were pierced in the head by the sharp gravel. They fell to the ground, twitching, and soon became silent.
The smoke and dust soon dissipated. Song Yin glanced at the empty depression and looked ahead. He saw the man in the cloak already standing in front of him. He grabbed the cloak with his hand and waved it away, revealing a grinning face and a gray-black body as hard as steel.
The muscles of his body were tangled together like steel bars. He was naked, without any clothes, or rather, the muscles on the surface of his body were like clothes.
He even had no sexual characteristics. His lower body was extremely smooth, neither protruding outwards nor concave inwards, like a gray steel man.
Lian Ren's expression became increasingly fanatical and ferocious. He took a few steps forward, put his hands in front and behind him, and shouted, "I am Lian Ren, the leader of the Armored Sect!"
Seeing this body, Song Yin's eyes narrowed, his expression became more solemn, and the murderous intent in his eyes burst out even more fiercely.
He could see that it was not body muscles but flesh and blood, flesh and blood that had been torn apart and then stitched together!
Sure enough, those tangled muscles suddenly blossomed from his body and turned into tentacle-like things.
Lian Ren lowered his body like a fierce tiger hunting, his mouth almost stretched to his ears: "So far, I have killed 207 Qi Refiners, 580 fierce beasts, and 3,629 fierce beasts! Come on, strong man, fight with me! Spray blood, tear off limbs, and have a hearty battle of flesh and blood!"