Shura’s Wrath

During Ling Chen's several years in "Hell", the targets he assassinated were of course special people like supernatural beings. The number of supernatural beings who died at his hands was extremely large, and, for all the people in hell, , people with supernatural powers can even be said to be among the strong, the easiest category to assassinate, because the special abilities possessed by this type of people are either innately possessed or awakened the day after tomorrow. Many advantages and achievements, but in other aspects...the body and speed are extremely mediocre, and the awareness of vigilance is weak, and it is completely incomparable with those who have experienced countless hard training and fighting. Killers hide in the dark, or at extremely fast speeds, before they can use their abilities, they can easily kill with one blow.

Therefore, facing an enemy like Ling Chen who has great advantages in speed and awareness, no matter whether it is to dispatch the Dark Eagle or the Dragon Domain, it is a wrong decision, and it is far less than the threat posed to Ling Chen by the Iron Dragon and the Blood Wolf.

As Long Zhengyang judged, the current Ling Chen has entered a state of exhaustion, his physical strength has been greatly consumed, his blood has been lost in large quantities, and the countless wounds all over his body are dissipating his increasingly fragile vitality. But his unparalleled spiritual power and the desperate power and killing desire brought by Shui Ruo's departure made him unwilling to fall down. His consciousness has begun to blur, but he is still using the power squeezed from every corner of his body Attacks every enemy in sight.

The extremely fast speed, terrifying power, and the supernatural attacks of the supernatural beings all require a certain amount of time to prepare, just like the magic chanting in the game world, under Ling Chen's ghostly speed, their attacks can't be done at all. Locking on Ling Chen's body, their bodies simply couldn't withstand a blow from Ling Chen, even in a slightly unconscious state. The supernatural beings fell one after another, and Ling Chen killed most of them in the blink of an eye. The speed of death was far faster than that of Iron Dragon and Blood Wolf. The comprehensive strength of Longyu ranks among the seven secret troops. They have many abilities that the other six parts cannot possess, but facing Ling Chen, they almost lose all their advantages, and the effective attacks they cause are almost even Dark Eagle is not as good. These extremely few supernatural beings fell one by one, making the hearts of those who watched all of this bleed... These powerful superhuman beings, in front of Ling Chen, were like a tiger's mouth Fragile as a sheep.

The door of the central hall was roughly pushed open, and then closed heavily. Murong Xiongtian walked out quickly and saw the corpses of members of Longyu everywhere. The muscles on his face twitched and he roared, "Get out of the way!!"

"Chief Murong!!"

"Chief...it's Chief Murong, he's finally going to do it himself! That's great!"

Murong Xiongtian is extremely powerful, and also has an arrogance that matches his strength. When he fights alone, he will never allow others to help. The supernatural beings in Longyu were already terrified under Ling Chen's attack, and when they saw Murong Xiong under the sky, they all breathed a sigh of relief and pushed away as quickly as possible.

boom!

Suddenly losing his target, Ling Chen let out a breath, his brain was violently dizzy, and his body fell to his knees on the ground weakly, coughing violently, and the ground was covered with a large puddle of coughed up blood. He doesn't know how many wounds he has on his body now, gunshot wounds, knife wounds, claw wounds, burns caused by supernatural beings, frostbite... It is impossible to count, and there are more wounds than the wounds left by the death battle in HELL back then too much.

Looking at the young man kneeling on one knee, covered in blood all over his body, panting weakly, and almost unable to stand up, Murong Xiongtian felt extremely complicated. He hated Ling Tian, ​​because he severely injured the fourth of the seven secret troops that he spent countless efforts to cultivate, and also made him lose face in front of Long Zhengyang, which had an impact on the Long family and the seven secret troops. It is also indelible, but deep down in his heart, he has to deeply admire him... admire a young man who is a generation younger than him. He asked himself that at his age, he might not even be worthy of carrying his shoes. If he fully grows up, the future is completely limitless.

"Young man, your name is Ling Chen, right?" Murong Xiongtian said slowly, although Long Zhengyang told him to stop talking nonsense, he still couldn't help but want to say something, because such a young man died in the After he got it, it may be impossible to see another one in his life: "Although I don't know what kind of enmity you have with the Long family, it should be to the extent of being irreconcilable, because judging by your appearance, you have no intention of going back alive." Frankly speaking, in this life, you are the first young man who made me feel fear. Just based on this, you are already extremely remarkable. In your current state, it is indeed too unfair for me to take action , but, to die at the hands of me, Murong Xiongtian, you are not too wronged."

The weak panting stopped, Ling Chen suddenly raised his head, the evil spirit in his eyes made the calm Murong Xiongtian's heart tremble, and a hoarse and cold voice came to his ears like the whisper of an evil ghost: " The person who is going to die...is you!!"

Amidst the low voice, his obviously weak body suddenly rushed towards Murong Xiongtian like a cheetah, and the right fist with a lot of wounds and blood tattooed on it directly hit his heart with a huge wave of air. Murong Xiongtian was violently moved... Where did his power come from? So many wounds, so much physical exertion, so much blood loss...how could he still make such a ferocious attack.

boom! ! ! !

Ling Chen's fist slammed Murong Xiongtian's heart hard, and there was a muffled groan and a crisp bone dislocation sound, Ling Chen's body flew upside down, fell to the ground hard, his entire right hand was completely twisted , lost control in the excruciating pain. Murong Xiongtian's upper body leaned back slightly, and a big hole was torn in the clothes around his heart, exposing his almost copper-colored skin... Among them, there was a red fist mark, which was hot and painful. This kind of pain made Murong Xiongtian frown, in such a weak state, the attack is still so terrifying, this person can really only be called a monster!

Ling Chen stood up slowly from the ground, held his right hand with his left hand, twisted suddenly, with a "click", the dislocated right hand was connected, and then with a loud roar, he rushed towards Murong Xiongtian again. His right fist hit his heart again, this time, Murong Xiongtian didn't continue to stand there, he let out a low shout, suddenly swung his right arm, and went to face Ling Chen's fist.

boom! ! ! !

"Well!!"

Amid the muffled hum, Murong Xiongtian's body swayed, while Ling Chen flew far away like a sandbag being thrown out. After spinning in the air for two weeks, he fell heavily to the ground, and his body felt a pain on the ground. twitch. His entire right arm drooped, but he gritted his teeth again, supported his body with his left arm, and allowed himself to stand up again, but then, he spurted a mouthful of blood, his eyes went dark, and he fell down again .

"Hmph, to compete with Uncle Murong's strength, I'm really overestimated." Long Tianyun said with a sneer. Although the loss was heavy, Ling Tian was obviously exhausted now, and he was completely relaxed when there was no threat. Without Ling Tian, ​​he also lost the only thorn in his heart.

"If it's in his normal state...he won't necessarily lose." Xuanyuandao said calmly.

Everyone is silent.

Ling Chen still stood up, but his breath was so weak that even Murong Xiongtian could hardly feel it. With a "click", Ling Chen's entire dislocated right arm was pushed back abruptly with his left hand. During the whole process, he did not make a sound of pain. Murong Xiongtian frowned completely, and said: "Ling Tian, ​​you should also know your current state, and it will be futile to struggle any longer. If you do this, you will only make yourself suffer for a longer period of time."

"The person who is going to die...is you!!" Ling Chen panted heavily, looking at him viciously.

Murong Xiongtian narrowed his eyes and raised his hands: "Forget it, I'd better give you a good time."

"Ahhhh!!"

Ling Chen opened his arms, stood straight, suddenly let out a loud roar, and then hit Murong Xiongtian hard on the heart at the same angle and in the same way as the previous two times.

"Hmph." Murong Xiongtian let out a cold snort with complicated meanings, his brows were concentrating, and he punched his right fist, ignoring Ling Chen's attack, and hit Ling Chen's head on the forehead... Light, will also crack his head.

but……

The moment the two bodies were about to touch, a shadow suddenly flickered in front of Murong Xiongtian's eyes, and the punch he instilled with all his strength hit in vain. What he hit was only a phantom left by Ling Chen, and his body also Involuntarily leaning forward due to the blow with all his strength, a wind as sharp as a knife suddenly hit him... Ling Chen's originally tightly clenched right fist opened, turning his palm into a knife, The palm of his hand was like a sharp blade, cutting towards Murong Xiongtian's head with an icy cold wind... and then hit his temple heavily.

boom! ! !

It was like tens of thousands of wasps suddenly flew into the brain, and Murong Xiongtian's world buzzed. Even for a powerful "steel" supernatural power user, being hit hard to the temple still doesn't feel good. Murong Xiongtian's consciousness was directly shattered, his body lost his balance, he fell heavily along the direction of the heavy blow, and his head hit the ground hard.

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Ling Chen let out a hoarse roar, his blood-stained body jumped up high, his fists clenched tightly, and he smashed down with all his strength...

boom! ! ! ! !

Sand and stones flew up, dust flew up, and this extremely heavy blow made the ground faintly tremble. Murong Xiongtian's entire head was completely smashed into the ground, blood gushed out from the seven orifices, and soon the surrounding ground was dyed red.

Ling Chen kept his heavy blow posture, and sat on the ground extremely weak, while Murong Xiongtian's body was twisted, his head was smashed into the ground, and his whole body was completely motionless. Even with his steel-like body, he couldn't bear the two blows on his temple like a weight of weight.

"Chief!"

"Chief Murong!!"

All the supernatural beings in Longyu were terrified. The people in the central hall also changed color suddenly, Long Zhengyang immediately turned around and shouted: "Xuanyuan! Go!!"

"Yes!!" Xuanyuan Sheng didn't delay for half a second, growled: "Let's go!" He pushed open the door, and quickly clashed with the eight people behind him, and the Qingfeng sword on his back came out in the reflected cold light ... With this sword, cutting pig iron is effortless. Six years ago, it was also this sword that caused countless wounds to Ling Chen, forcing him to flee, and almost costing most of his life.