Chapter one hundred and forty-one, forced question
"If you dare to play tricks on me, I will burn you into scum!"
The big pie face was filled with rage, and the flames on his body became even more intense, slamming into Shen Yi.
"So hot! So hot!"
Shen Yi could have fought head-on with the opponent, but Qin Shiyue was clinging to him and screaming, so he had to avoid its sharp edge and retreated again and again.
I have to say that beautiful women have privileges.
If Shen Yi had been wearing a man's waist, he would have been thrown out as a weapon long ago.
"As timid as you are, you are no match for me."
As he spoke, the big-faced man raised his hand, and the flames behind Shen Yi seemed to be attracted and rushed toward him crazily.
Fire is like a weapon in the hands of a warlock, and the big-faced man in front of him can control the fire like an arm.
Because of the flames and thick fog, my lungs hurt every time I took a breath.
Shen Yi chewed his teeth, waved his wrist, and a stream of air suddenly came out, instantly colliding with the incoming flames.
With a bang, the flames dispersed instantly.
"Sure enough, he has some skills."
The big pie face narrowed his eyes and said happily: "If I hadn't used Ruanjin San, the mission wouldn't have been so easy to succeed!"
Shen Yi sneered, "I forgot to tell you, I also got Ruanjin San."
The pie-faced person was stunned, "It's impossible, no matter how strong a person is, he will look like a soft-footed shrimp within twelve hours after being hit by Ruanjin San."
Shen Yi didn't explain, but in a moment of confusion, he leaned forward and hit the other person's face with a palm.
He didn't hold back at all with this palm, and under the force of the palm, a crackling sound could be heard in the air.
The big pie face's expression changed wildly, and the flames all over his body instantly gathered in front of his face.
boom!
The flames dispersed in an instant, but the palm force remained the same.
The big pie face hurriedly backed away, and at the same time, it sucked the surrounding flames into the body like a vacuum cleaner, and the skin turned red, the same color as a freshly cooked crab.
His ability to control flames has reached the point where he has returned to his original nature.
Treating the body as a container to store fire greatly improves one's own quality.
However, Shen Yi's palm followed him like a bone-eating maggot. The big-cake face only took half a step back, and his palm had already been slapped up.
Snap!!
There was a crisp sound, similar to the movement of a big ear scraper.
However, the imagined scene of being slapped unconscious did not appear, and the big pie face was not seriously injured.
"Such a strong palm force. If it hadn't been for absorbing the flames, I would have been beaten to death by you." The pie-faced man was relieved.
And Shen Yi said in surprise: "What a flat face! Most people would have at least a broken nose bone after being slapped by me, but nothing happened to you. It feels like you were slapped on a frying pan."
"You are looking for death!"
The pie-faced face turned even redder, and he said angrily: "That was probably your strongest move just now, right? Go to hell!"
As he spoke, he opened his mouth suddenly, and instead of tongue and saliva, a flame as thick as a python rushed out.
"You can open your mouth so wide. Did you practice using a fire extinguisher?"
Shen Yi's tongue was still venomous, but his movements did not stop. He quickly withdrew his hand and at the same time raised his leg to kick Di Fang directly on the chin.
Caught off guard, the big pie-faced man closed his mouth instantly, but the flames did not break, and they flew wildly in his mouth.
For a moment, his mouth was crackling like firecrackers!
Because the power of the flames was so strong, the big pie-faced teeth couldn't stop it at all, and the big white teeth with high temperature and smoke flew out like popcorn.
The scene is extremely spectacular!
The injuries in Big Pie Face's mouth seemed serious, but in fact they were superficial injuries. What really made him collapse was Shen Yi's kick.
A heavy blow to the jaw is most likely to cause a concussion.
What's more, Shen Yi's strangely powerful kick didn't break the Tianling Cap, which already shows that Big Pie Face is a master!
"I want you all to die..."
The pie-faced man roared angrily. Because he had no teeth, his speech was leaky, and the malicious words came out of his mouth, just as weak and weak as an old lady.
Before he finished speaking, Shen Yi's fist was already imprinted on his chest.
Big Pie Face trembled all over, but he didn't feel the force of the fist.
Could it be that this kid has lost his strength?!
That's right.
He was hit by Ruanjin San and choked by the smoke from the fire. He couldn't even breathe smoothly. He had long since lost strength.
Big pie face was immediately happy, however,
"Two levels of collapse!"
As Shen Yi's voice fell, an extremely violent force suddenly appeared on the fist imprinted on his chest.
The force surged into the body like a wild horse that ran away, and instantly swam all over his limbs.
The bones all over Big Pie Face made a harsh friction sound, followed closely by the sound of cracking and cracking.
The whole person flew out in an instant, smashed into pieces along with the wall of fire behind him, and fell directly into the backyard.
Before landing, his body was already like mud.
This is not an adjective, it is really like mud. There is not a complete bone in the body, including the skull.
When you hit the ground, what was already dead cannot die again!
Without Big Pie Face controlling the flames, the surrounding fire suddenly decreased sharply.
Shen Yi also jumped out of the room.
At this time, there were several men in black in the backyard. They ignored Tan Gang and were interrogating a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion:
"Tell me, where did you hide your things?"
The Tianshi Mansion disciple looked very miserable, and probably only his own mother could recognize him.
But he still would rather die than surrender and remain strong and strong!
"Don't say it, right? We have plenty of ways to make you talk."
One of the men in black grabbed the disciple's foot, took out a boning knife from his pocket, and with two strokes opened the disciple's thousand-layer cloth shoes.
"I have a nickname called The Butcher. I can cut the soles of people's feet into 108 pieces without breaking the bones. If you can bear it, I consider you a man!"
As he spoke, he raised his knife and swung it, and the skin on the soles of the disciples' feet was cut off directly, but not much blood flowed out.
The severe pain caused the disciple's whole body to twitch.
The man in black put the sole of his foot on his face and counted coldly: "One layer."
Swing the knife again, apply the film, and finish it in one go, "Second layer."
Whoosh!
"The third floor."
The man in black, nicknamed the Butcher, did not lie. His technique was extremely superb. The skin on the sole of the foot that was removed was as thin as cicada wings, and you could feel the tissue particles when you pinch it with your hands.
"The fourth floor."
One by one, the skin of the soles of the feet was cut, and one by one, it was stuck on the faces of the disciples of the Tianshi Mansion.
In addition to the pain, the inner suffering is even more devastating.
"Fifth floor!"
The disciples of the Tianshi Mansion obviously couldn't hold on any longer.
Just when the man in black was planning to move down to the sixth floor,
Bang!
A lump of rotten meat fell from the second floor, and it was the dead pie-faced man.
He is no longer human, and if he weren't wearing clothes, it would be hard to tell that he is still a human being.
After the man in black saw it clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly, "How could this happen? Why is he dead?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure fell from the sky.