The fire poison in Lin Yang's body cannot be removed easily. At this point, he can only retreat temporarily to stabilize the fire poison in his body.
Under the influence of the fire poison, he could feel his internal organs burning even when he was breathing.
The fire poison of the Chief Prodigy is extraordinary.
But how could the opponent pass such an opportunity? Taking advantage of Lin Yang's retreat, he attacked like crazy.
The shadows of fists and violent auras all over the sky were like falling stars, so dense that it made people breathless.
Lin Yang tried his best to resist, but it was in vain.
The chief prodigy's speed and strength were too strong. Under the influence of the fire poison, Lin Yang could no longer catch the opponent's moves.
However, after a simple duel of more than eighty moves, Lin Yang was hit by seven punches and three air blades. His waist and abdomen were cut open, and blood flowed out.
Under the influence of the fire poison, his blood became extremely hot, and some of the blood even turned pitch black.
If you continue like this, you will definitely die.
Lin Yang's eyes swayed, thinking about countermeasures.
"How's it going? Doctor Lin, are you panicked? Are you scared? Don't worry, you won't be in pain soon!"
The chief genius smiled ferociously, suddenly aimed at Lin Yang's head, and punched him hard.
roar!
It seemed that he could vaguely see the shadow of a white tiger roaring on the fist.
Xiaoxiao's fist is about to penetrate the heaven and earth.
Lin Yang's expression changed drastically and he wanted to dodge, but was too late.
The chief genius had blocked the road behind him with his energy early on. If he tried to forcefully break through these energy, he would definitely suffer this blow.
It can only be hard-wired.
Lin Yang secretly gritted his teeth, suddenly lifted the wall, and crossed his arms.
Boom!!
The moment his fist collided with his arm, a terrifying mushroom cloud exploded.
The surging and powerful aura of destruction bloomed in all directions like ripples.
The woman in red lying on the ground over there was thrown away, then hit a big rock and passed out.
As for the soldiers at the foot of the mountain, they were all shocked by this blow.
Some warriors who were close to the Holy Mountain found that their ears were deafened by this blow....
It's terrible.
"Wan Shuai, will Lin Shuai be okay?" a general said with worry on his face.
Wan Jinsong said nothing, his face full of sorrow. After thinking for a moment, he whispered: "When will the people over there arrive?"
"It will take at least another hour." The deputy general hesitated and said.
"What? An hour? Why does it take so long? The day lilies are getting cold!" Wan Jinsong breathed heavily and growled eagerly.
"Wan Shuai, there is nothing we can do. Those adults are on missions outside the territory and were temporarily transferred here. It's amazing that they can come here within an hour!" said the deputy general, who was about to cry without tears.
Wan Jinsong looked ugly and said nothing.
"Wan Shuai, how about we rush forward and help Lin Shuai." At this time, another deputy general came closer and said.
"I think you are looking for death! In a battle of this level, no matter how many soldiers you send up the mountain, you are looking for death. Because of my impatience, many soldiers have died. You can just wait and see. After I recover a little, I will go up the mountain to take a look.
In this situation, if Lin Shuai is defeated, we must find a way to pick him up! No matter what the cost!" Wan Jin said calmly.
The lieutenants nodded and continued to focus on the holy mountain.
At this moment, the mushroom cloud has begun to dissipate.
Lin Yang fell to the edge of the cliff like a kite with its string broken. He was seriously injured and his arms were broken.
The chief genius came slowly, with a faint smile on his face.
