He was silent for a while, then nodded and said yes, come and sign the life and death certificate.
Someone had already prepared this document, and to take care of our identities, this document was made in duplicate, with both Burmese and Chinese versions. I browsed through it hastily, signed the document, and then rubbed the fat bug.
, and then handed the pen to him.
After the signing of the certificate of life and death was completed, both parties retreated to a safe position, and then the host loudly announced the contents of the certificate of life and death. I couldn't understand it very well, so I squinted my eyes and looked at Master Guoren - this descendant who looks older but is in his prime.
He has a pair of snake-like triangular eyes on his face, which makes him very vulgar and vicious. I carefully recalled the brief confrontation with him just now. I felt that not only was he very good at boxing and kicking, but he also had endless means of descent, including illusions.
Awesome, the eyeballs on the silver plate in my hand are also strangely tight - wait, the eyeballs are bloody, as if they were just taken out, could it be...
I thought of a possibility, and couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that Guo Jiabin and Zhong Shuiyue were able to completely control the monster Mara born by Cui Xiaoxuan, and took out one of the monster's eyes to use it for their master?
Gong, are you seeking asylum?
Guo Ren is a local wealthy family, and he doesn't care about a little wealth. In the hearts of people like them, all they pursue from beginning to end is power.
Thinking of this possibility, I seemed to have some grasp of the cause and effect of the matter. At this time, there was another crisp sound of the chime, and the echoes wandered around. Guoren had turned into a black shadow and suddenly rushed towards me.
This is a long-famous Nanyang head-turning master that I faced alone. This person's fighting style is not like a mysterious head-turning master at all, but like the fierce and cruel Muay Thai master from neighboring countries.
, elbow strikes, high kicks, headbutts... a series of attacks flowed smoothly, like a continuous waterfall. However, fighting with this intensity is not unfamiliar to me, and I was fighting with him with my hands empty at the moment.
However, after fighting again, I discovered that this person was using his cultivation skills to fight with his fists and kicks in the open, while secretly he was constantly ejecting the powder contained in his fingernails towards me. His walking pace changed strangely, and he kept trying to move my body through space.
The aura becomes chaotic, and the head-lowering technique is performed again.
If it is based on the premise of engaging the enemy, there are two types of surrender masters. One is to pray in front of the witch statue all day long, refine one's own mind power, and then kill people without showing up through planning, arrangement and poisonous involvement;
There are the most types of head-drop masters, and a small number of them are actual combatants. They usually have powerful fighting skills, summoning skills and physical skills. They can lower the enemy through the process of entangled with it, achieving the purpose of efficiency, ease and speed.
, and Master Guoren belongs to the latter, a practical type of head-down master.
No wonder this man dared to claim to be one of the most powerful head-hunting masters in the Yangon area. He used all kinds of tricks secretly. His terrifying killings were indeed terrifying.
The fierce battle has been going on, and almost every second is dangerous. The battle situation is tilted left and right. Sometimes I have the upper hand, and sometimes I am chased and run away. And our battlefield is no longer limited to the hall. When I am being chased by a
With our feet flying, we broke through the wall and jumped onto the flat ground in front of the thatched cottage.
This is the dojo where Master Guo Ren teaches his disciples. It is well-maintained and has a number of stone locks around it, all of which are used to build up strength. I easily picked up the hundred kilograms of stone locks and played "throwing pillows" with Guo Ren.
In a couple's game, his yard was smashed into pieces. The wall was cracked and the house collapsed. It was so tragic that stone locks were flying all over the sky. The old men who came to participate in the math lecture were so frightened that they clutched their chests. Apparently their hearts couldn't bear it.
But to be honest, it was precisely because of the presence of these onlookers, that Master Guoren and I had some taboos and did not dare to use our true skills, which led to the stalemate in the battle.
There were wisps of black smoke in the field, which was caused by the medicinal powder used by Master Ren to descend. There was a thick smell all around. The battle lasted for nearly ten minutes. Such a high-intensity battle made both of us sweat profusely.
Pulp, white steam emerged from our heads. After experiencing countless failures, Master Guo Ren roared, took out a smelly pill from his arms, swallowed it into his stomach, and his whole face changed.
Then it started to become extremely ferocious.
I felt the boundless black energy on his body, and also felt the radical smell of death exuding from the pill. I guessed that this person should be preparing to lower himself and stimulate his potential. This kind of power is connected with darkness, which is what I restrained.
Yes, he also smiled casually at that moment, took out the vibrator in his arms, and shouted: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!"
Married Woman Jing Ling had long since suppressed her mana under my deliberate suppression. Suddenly a blue light shone, and Master Guo Ren pinned me on the spot. The muscles on my face were stagnant. I rushed forward and my hands were rounded.
He hit the right cheek with a big mouth slap - snap!
I slapped the hand so hard that I restrained this powerful head-bending master because he was covered in evil magic. After a crisp sound, Guoren flew into the air and hit the courtyard wall hard. I rushed straight over, and it was like a burst of energy.
With punches and kicks, the master who was about to enter the selfless demonic state was beaten until he had no temper at all and no resistance.
I was in the middle of beating when I suddenly felt that I had hit a piece of soft meat, but I saw that this guy actually pressed the disgusting piece of meat on a silver plate to my fist. The eyeball was broken and there was blue pus.
It splashed and smeared my hand, and a cold force spread throughout my body.
He smiled, his face twisted, and his mouth was full of blood, but he was extremely happy: "Young man, your skills are good, but you are still too young and careless after all! Do you feel stiff all over, as if you are being targeted by a demon?
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I shook my body, and the icy coldness was immediately melted by the power rising from my lower Dantian. Then it was slowly pushed to my hands, strengthened to the hands of the demon witch, and slowly sharpened.
Master Guo Ren smiled twistedly and ferociously, and I laughed too, feeling very comfortable: "Really? Have you ever felt cramping in your lower abdomen? Your large intestine, small intestine, and duodenum are all twisted into a mess, and you can't deal with it no matter what.
Qing, it feels like the whole body does not belong to you, but belongs to the God of Pain?"
As I spoke, I snapped my fingers, and the poison on the signature pen that I had just signed the life-and-death declaration immediately broke out. The fat bug was driving crazily. When Master Guoren heard this, his face changed, and he immediately felt like he was being drowned by a tide of pain.
, he endured it for a few seconds at first, and large beads of sweat appeared on his face almost instantly. Then a big wave came, and he fell to his knees, twitching all over, foaming at the mouth, and fell into endless pain.
In the Shura Hell.
Master Guo Ren fell to the ground. I calmly looked at the crowd surrounding me, clapped my hands and said, "Game over, GameOver!"