The two fangs in the black snake's mouth in the air emitted a cold and metal-like light under the moonlight, and the whole mouth was half the size of Chen Yuan's face. Chen Yuan's face remained unchanged, and he reached out to grab the head of the black snake. But the next moment the snake tightly wrapped its body around Chen Yuan's entire arm, and a sensation of paralysis appeared on Chen Yuan's left hand. He found that the whole left hand had lost consciousness, and only his palm could still grasp the head of the black snake. Fortunately, the numb feeling did not spread like the body.

"I forgot to tell you," the man in black grinned, "My Mo'er was full of poison."

Chen Yuan's face changed and he subconsciously wanted to slap the little snake with his right hand, but when he saw the little snake's body, he gave up this idea.

What if your right hand is poisoned?

"It's fair. If you have one hand and one hand, don't bully anyone."

As he said that, the man in black rushed towards Chen Yuan, his right hand became claws and his fingertips turned green.

Chen Yuan's face was slightly condensed. This man, like Huangfu Zunlong, used poison, and should not be confronted with him.

As he thought about it, the "Lingbo Weibu" had already started to work. After a flash, Chen Yuan came to the man in black, raised his right hand high, and silently smashed his head like a man in black.

But the man in black suddenly shrank and avoided the attack. Chen Yuan was shocked, and it turned out to be the bone shrinkage skill!

The man in black leaned back with his shrinking body, lay down under Chen Yuan's crotch and fisted with a strong wind to blow Chen Yuan's vital points.

Chen Yuan let out a whisper in his heart, suddenly lifted up and jumped up, avoiding the fatal blow at the critical moment.

I really don't dare to try whether it can absorb spiritual power here...

Chen Yuan thought angrily, and grabbed his right hand and hung it on the tree.

Seeing that the man in black didn't succeed, he sneered and enlarged his body back to his original appearance, and said with contempt: "Coward."

When Chen Yuan heard this, he suddenly became angry.

md, I'll try to punch you!

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan let go of the branches and turned over in the air. The spiritual power was used to move to his back, and he actually used the "Sealing Behind"!

The man in black also changed his expression and his body quickly turned around, barely avoiding this mistress falling from the sky.

With a dull "bang", Chen Yuan smashed himself into the grass, and a human-shaped pit appeared. The little snake on Chen Yuan's left hand stiffened and slowly collapsed. He slid down from Chen Yuan's arm and was knocked unconscious. Chen Yuan's left hand instantly regained consciousness.

The man in black, who was not sure about the situation in the dark, grabbed Chen Yuan in the pit again without hesitation. Hearing the strong wind, Chen Yuan raised his left hand without thinking.

With a "puff", the black snake was caught by the man in black.

The man in black who thought he was holding Chen Yuan's arm chuckled.

"Hehe, the poison on my hand is...ah!"

As soon as he was halfway through his words, Black, who was suffering from pain, suddenly woke up. No matter who bit it hard, he injected all the venom in his teeth in an instant.

Chen Yuan also quickly stood up, and in a flash, shattering the man in black's throat to prevent him from making another sound.

The man in black who reacted looked at the black snake plated on his hands, his eyes full of sadness, and he whimpered and fell down the next moment.

One man, one snake, one master and one servant, and in the end they poisoned each other to death.

Chen Yuan was gasping for breath. He could not confirm whether the screams had alarmed the others, but he could not gamble. After a little breathing, Chen Yuan immediately accelerated the speed and ran forward. At this time, various sounds had sounded around him. I thought he had been exposed, so he simply stopped covering up and continued to run towards the fire at the extreme speed.

The distance of less than a hundred meters is now just a blink of an eye. Chen Yuan, who came to the fire at the top of the mountain, looked around with a gloomy face.

The people here are more than his imagination!

"If the 'dragon head' hadn't told us that we were waiting in the weakest fire, we wouldn't have been able to catch you."

The man in the lead spoke. He was a bald man. A hideous scar was pulled down from his left eye and down to his neck. It was a half-step D level. There were more than fifty people around him, and his cultivation was above level E, and the highest level.

Chen Yuan looked back and saw people not far away coming one by one, and it was estimated that more than 500 people would gather here in at most half an hour.

He originally thought that the vast valley would be surrounded by five or six people, and he could escape without any danger by being careful, but Su Qingxuan still calculated his plan.

Chen Yuan closed his eyes and ignored the noisy people on the other side. He silently adjusted his mentality and strived to be a slaying machine without emotions. Tonight, Chen Yuan wanted to turn himself into an emotionally slaying machine.

When he opened his eyes again, the people in front of him seemed to have disappeared, and he said softly: "Although thousands of people, I'm leaving."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuan immediately lowered his body and rushed towards the crowd. The bald man also raised his hand and waved his hand, and more than fifty people also bumped into Chen Yuan.

The "Lingbo Micro-Plant" operated instantly, and the "Golden Bell Cover" and "Iron Cloth Shirt" also covered Chen Yuan's whole body in an instant.

It was like a stone falling into the water, and Chen Yuan rushed into the crowd and caused ripples.

Endless fists, kicks and weapons swarmed in, and Chen Yuan's eyes did not fluctuate. The "Xiaoyao Palm Technique" was frequently sent out, either slapping, slashing, stabbing, or slashing, and blood was seen. Chen Yuan had no intention of defending and blocking, and it was all based on the "golden bell cover" and "iron cloth shirt" on his body. But in an instant, countless wounds appeared on Chen Yuan's body, and the blood was covered with his own and enemies.

There were shouts of killing, howling, and scolding... and there were constant sounds. Every second, people fell down, vomiting blood, or having broken limbs or having no head; at the same time, people joined the battle from different places every minute, and there were no fewer people surrounding Chen Yuan.

But Chen Yuan's steps did not stop at all.

One blood mark at a step, one punch at a life. Chen Yuan dragged the crowd forward for more than ten meters, and the blood behind him was constantly filled and extended, as if there was no end.

The fluctuations of spiritual power slowly collided with Chen Yuan as the core, bursts of explosions continued, and fires splashed everywhere. Soon, the flames ignited and spread rapidly along the ridge.

Chen Yuan didn't care about all this.

All he cares about is how many punches he can make, how many steps he can take, how many moves he can carry, and...

How many more people do you have to kill?

But he didn't count. At this time, he only needed to punch, but he could only punch.

...

Su Qingxuan in Shanhai Pavilion silently looked at the fire in the projection soaring into the sky, and the black chess pieces in his hand kept rolling.

"Kill all the million soldiers in Jiangnan, and the blood of the sword in front of his waist is still bloody." Su Qingxuan slowly recited a poem, narrowed his eyes slightly and pondered for a while, and said with a laugh, "Chen Yuan, what a Chen Yuan! Hold up the knife in his hand, and blood is like a river behind him. So what if I kill you like this? Then it is Buddha or a demon, I, Su Qingxuan, wait and see! Hahahahaha! Wait and see!"

He laughed loudly, and the dark spot in his hand was twisted into ashes and slowly floated down. After the laughter stopped, he took out a psychic cell phone and dialed a number.

"Send the order, all

All the top e-level people retreat, don’t hesitate at all, retreat all! Under the top e-level people, if you fight to the death, those who retreat will kill the whole family!”

After hanging up the phone in his hand, Su Qingxuan closed his eyes and nodded frequently with the sounds in the projection, as if he was enjoying a famous song from generation to generation. The corners of his mouth slowly raised, as if he had thought of something happy.

"Chen Yuan, I'm here, waiting for you."

...

After a while, the sky in the east slowly lit up. Chen Yuan felt that the pressure around him gradually became lighter and the number of injuries gradually decreased.

Finally, after the last move, the surroundings returned to calm. Only the blazing fire was still burning, but it could not burn around him. He looked up in a daze, and it took a while before he returned to normal from his previous state, and then fainted.

By the time he woke up, the fires around him had burned out and the entire valley was burned to white ground.

Erasing the blood in front of his eyes, as if he had remembered something, Chen Yuan turned back stiffly.

At this sight, he vomited.

There are countless corpses, countless residual limbs, and countless blood!

And all this came from his hands.

He buried his head and looked at his two palms that were covered with blood and couldn't see any flesh-colored. The laughter echoed in the valley, and it lasted for a long time.

Chen Yuan cried while laughing ridiculously.

Tears are red.

...

At night, Chen Yuan, who was full of red, looked at the fire in front of him and was speechless. He pulled all the corpses into one place and then lit them with branches.

The "crackling" sound kept ringing in Chen Yuan's ears. Soon, a smell of meat would rise, and then it would turn into a burning stench.

He looked at the high flames in front of him, and his heart was pale and unconscious. He didn't know what to say, what to say? What can he say?

If so, I really hope someone can tell him.

After a long time, the sun rose and the moon set, and until the flames went out, Chen Yuan slowly took a step towards the downstairs.

Passing by a pool, Chen Yuan sank his whole body. When he came out, the water in the pool was already red.

He walked forward aimlessly, his eyes were unconscious, either crossing mountains or covering water, and gradually drifted away. Finally, he came to a roadside where the broken sign on the side of the road said "Xihe City 5km".

No longer aimless, Chen Yuan walked silently along the signs of the signs. When the sun set, he finally walked into Xihe City.

Wearing ragged clothes, Chen Yuan walked aimlessly on the street again. The pedestrians behind him kept pointing at him, and he seemed to be unable to hear it at all. Some people in white clothes ran to him and said something to him.

But Chen Yuan felt that he was no longer in his body and could not hear anything. It was not until one of the people took out his psionic cell phone that he reacted. He subconsciously snatched over and silently called a phone number.

"Hello?"

"Ning Xi...Ning Xi..."

"Chen...Chen Yuan?" A shocked voice came from the other end of the phone, "I am Wu Qiong. Wait for a while, don't hang up. Ning Xi is taking a shower. I'll call her..."

Chen Yuan still seemed to be unable to hear anything, and kept shouting "Ning Xi, Ning Xi" in his mouth, and fell down soon.

The man in white quickly held Chen Yuan in a coma, took his cell phone back and hung up the phone, and dialed another one again.

"Why haven't you arrived yet? Hurry up, this person's body is covered with bone-skinned wounds! If you don't hurry up, you'll be dead!"
Chapter completed!