Chapter 953 (1/2)
”Are you still a monk?” Looking up and down, the spirit reads four sweeps, the youth finally determined one thing, at this moment opens his mouth.
All around, people heard that they were stupid. Is this fool not a monk?
Zichen will not answer naturally, but this time he did not smile, but quietly looking at the youth.
”The body has no strength, but only some strength. If you can call a monk, there will be many monks in the world like dogs, and they will go everywhere!” The young man sneered.
”It's not a monk!” When they heard of it, they were all relieved and gloated.
It's not a monk, but he provokes him. Obviously, it's pure death. Once the fool is gone, Lao Zhang's life will be very hard. Oh no, once the fool dies, I'm afraid there will be no future for him.
”Second uncle, kill this fool and the old man, too. This wave of goods must be left behind. This is the price that must be paid to seduce me! ” Liu Xun said with hatred.
Young people stand still, the whole body of a killing machine surging, this killing machine firmly locked in Zichen. As Dan yuan, he naturally has due vigilance, although the other side does not have yuan force, but physical strength is not weak, a fool can have such strong strength, it is really surprising.
However, after several times of searching for each other's mind, he was completely relieved. The killing idea covers Zichen, and the two people around Zichen are the same. Their faces turn white, and Lao Zhang's head even retreats for five steps. His face is appalled and he coughs up a mouthful of fresh blood.
Bing er's face is also miserable, but there is no hemoptysis, which is deliberately done by young people. However, the sense of killing still makes bing'er suffocate, so that she can't even move.
She wanted to block in front of Zichen, but found that she could not move. At this time, Zichen stepped out and blocked ice. Seeing that Zichen is not Wei An's posture, I don't know why, Bing er's frightened heart actually settled down, as if this back can support everything for her.
”Interesting!” Seeing that Zichen is not affected by pressure, the youth sneers and approaches Zichen step by step.
With the approach, his whole body surging killing intention is more terrible. The other villagers around him quickly retreated, as if Zichen's place had become a cold world.
Zichen's expression was dull and her figure was shaking. She seemed unable to bear the opportunity of killing.
The youth sneers to approach, the distance purple Chen still has five meters when cold way: ”kneel down to me!”
A frenzied killing opportunity is surging, and the Danyuan breath is surging on the other side. These two smells are like a flood sweeping towards Zichen. Zichen body trembles more fierce, the muscle on the face also is shaking, in the youth's view, this is the other side fear causes. In fact, it is the subconscious change that occurs after the residual idea of Zichen feels the opportunity of killing. It can also be said that the remnant idea tries to wake up Zichen.
The present situation is obviously beyond the scope that can be handled by the remnant mind.
Zichen body trembles, did not kneel down, youth face has a wipe of accident, and then again forward two steps. His two steps are two meters, at the moment, only three meters away from Zichen.
A distance of three meters can be reached in one step for a monk. Once he attacks, he will be killed immediately. But the youth obviously didn't want to let Zichen die so easily. His eyes were staring at Zichen. His breath and pressure all over his body urged him to the limit. He said, ”kneel down for me!”
The surrounding space is frantically twisted, and the ripples are fluctuating, producing a terrible force. Around the wooden fence courtyard door, as well as the wooden door, in this space distortion, directly into powder disappeared.
The other villagers' faces were full of panic. They stepped back more than ten meters and looked at all this in horror.
”Get down on your knees, get down on your knees!” The youth rushes to the purple Chen to explode to drink, the terrible prestige toward the purple Chen one wave after another wave shocks and goes.
Zichen's face became more and more painful. It seemed that he could not hold on to it at any time, but he did not fall.
”Get down on your knees!” Young people drink it again.
However, at this time, he suddenly saw a flash of light in the eyes of the fool in front of him. The light flashed like lightning, illuminating the youth's consciousness. Somehow, after seeing the light in the other's eyes, he felt a sense of danger.
Although he did not know why he felt dangerous, he still decided to believe his own perception at this moment. So, instead of going forward, he stepped back.
But before he stepped back, he felt a flower in front of him. The fool who was just three meters away was in front of him the next moment. The speed was comparable to blinking, and then he watched the other side reach out and hit him in the face.
In young people's eyes, the speed of this fool is very slow, every movement almost takes more than ten minutes, and he can see every movement clearly. Even he could predict that the action would fall on his face.
See, see, feel, but can't dodge. Young people find that each other's speed is slow, but they feel that their speed is even slower than others. If the other side is turtle speed, then they are snail speed.
The body seemed to be out of control, unable to dodge the blow.
”Pa!” A very clear voice sounded, and the youth felt that his face was hit by a mountain peak in the front, and it was directly attached to the mountain.Under this strong force, the young man's face obviously shakes for a moment, and then half of his teeth with blood spurted out of his mouth, and his whole person flew tens of meters away.
All the villagers around were shocked to see a young man like an immortal being beaten by a slap. Liu Xun, who had just looked arrogant, was almost scared to urinate. His second uncle was actually whipped away by a slap.
”Sneak attack, this is sneak attack!”