I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Wu Jinsong finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He originally thought that today he, his cousin Wu Feifan, and the other people in the Yunlai Inn are probably inevitable. All of them will be killed in the Yunlai Inn. All of them seem to have comprehended the pseudo-magical powers. The Wansheng was easily strangled.

But now Wu Jinsong knows that he won't die so easily!

Wu Jinsong saw that at the feet of Wan Sheng not far away, there was also the corpse of a shop Xiaoer that can be seen everywhere in the hall.

Wan Sheng's unique pair of shoes was stepping on the right hand of a shop Xiaoer's corpse at this time, and he didn't want to be slapped by the opponent's fingers.

Wan Sheng, who was three feet away on the opposite side, just squinted his eyes quietly and indifferently, staring at Wu Jinsong contemptuously, as if he was watching a bereaved dog that was about to die, and he didn't want to take the initiative to attack by himself.

Seeing the performance of the other party, Wu Jinsong became more sure of the guess in his own mind.

Then he stimulated the power of vitality in his Dantian Qi Sea, and the power of vitality slowly circulated around his body. Through the limbs, hundreds of skeletons, and internal organs, he explored various injuries in his body.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Wu Jinsong's mouth.

In the past, Wan Heng suffered heavy losses one after another under his blow, but now, it is Wu Jinsong himself who has suffered a strong counterattack from Wan Sheng. After the opponent comprehend the pseudo-magical powers, Wu Jinsong first used his left sleeve in his left sleeve. What changed back and forth between the whip and the second white bone spear directly pierced a deep hole in his left chest.

Immediately afterwards, he immediately turned into a sharp claw's right hand with a sledgehammer-like blackness, and hit Wu Jinsong's left chest with a fist, smashing Wu Jinsong's breastbone into a fist-sized depression, in the depression. , Wu Jinsong's bones on his chest were all shattered every inch.

If it weren't for Wu Jinsong's luck, he would have been pierced in his heart by his broken breastbone, and he would have no place to bury him.

But fortunately, his current internal organs, heart vein dantian, have not yet suffered severe damage.

Since the most critical part of the body hasn't been seriously damaged, he can still fight!

He resolutely used the strength of his own vitality to seal off the tragic blood hole pierced by Wan Sheng's left hand on his chest and back. At the same time, he used the strength of his own vitality to barely support his sternum that was sunken into the chest cavity. Then cut off the pain transmission in and around the sternum.

After doing this, Wu Jinsong's eyes showed a stubborn and determined gaze, and the determined gaze looked at the same Wan Sheng not far away.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Jinsong raised his hand and patted it on the ground of Yunlai Inn.

With a muffled bang, Wu Jinsong's body, which was lying on the ground awkwardly, suddenly bounced into the air with the help of the counter-shock from this shot.

Immediately, Wu Jinsong's Yuan Soldier's long knife in his right hand suddenly shot, with a clatter, and lightly tapped on the ground. Wu Jinsong's body, which was originally horizontal in mid-air, had already rotated half a circle in an instant, standing upright in the air, and then issued again. There was a muffled sound, and with a bang, both feet landed firmly on the ground.

Three sheets away, Wan Sheng's face looked a little surprised at Wu Jinsong, who suddenly stood up again. He watched Wu Jinsong was seriously injured, but he had a calm expression on his face, watching the solemn and decisive expression on Wu Jinsong's face. , And the perseverance in the eyes, solemn and Xiao Sha look.

"You want to fight again? Can you fight again?"

Wan Sheng looked suspiciously at Wu Jinsong who was three feet away, and said, "I thought you had already accepted your fate!"

"Obviously sit and wait for death. Just wait obediently for me to kill you one by one. I don't understand. Why do you still have to do unnecessary resistance and dying struggle?"

"Do you think you can defeat me?"

"The me today, the one who has realized that secret method, here is the god, you are the invincible god!"

Wan Sheng looked around with his eyes full of murderous and violent blood, his eyes ran across Wu Jinsong's face, and Wu Feifan who swept into the corner, turned away from Wu Feifan’s face, and looked to the side. I just hope that everyone forgets his own existence, Boss Hao, finally took a look at his surrogate who was lying on the ground lingering, and finally returned his gaze to Wu Jinsong's coming to you, and then indifferently said: " Since you want to challenge the gods, I will let you know how terrifying and powerful the gods are!"

In fact, it is not necessary for Wan Sheng to speak up. Wu Jinsong and everyone present have already realized how terrifying Wan Sheng's current strength is.

Today's Wan Sheng, his body's recovery speed has surpassed the ninth stage of Qi Refining Consummation Realm, directly comparable to the existence of the Chakra Realm!

If you have to compare with people in the realm of refining qi, I am afraid that among those martial arts sects, the elites of the martial arts sects, who practice freely and penance, can compare with Wan Sheng's powerful body.

And even if compared with those elites, Wan Sheng's physical recovery ability is better now.

What's more, the elite disciples of those martial arts sects only practice physical exercises and martial arts skills, but now that the way of refining qi has been prosperous.

The martial art can no longer be compared with the refining art.

After all, brave people are based on refining qi, and in every great realm, even different grades of the same great realm, they have studied and developed countless indescribable geniuses.

These inconceivable, indescribable, and infinitely powerful kyushu are all-encompassing, and they are not comparable to the martial arts kyushu that has been abandoned by the times.

And now, Wan Sheng had not reached the realm of the fourth stage of refining qi, he had already realized the pseudo-superior abilities through his own secret method.

If it weren't for his own ill-conceived minds and regards human life as horrible, his talent for comprehending such secrets alone would have made him a romantic figure among the younger generation in Anxi.

And when it comes to the situation after he used the pseudo-superior powers, his hands that have been alienated are enough to be comparable to two middle-grade yellow soldiers, no less inferior!

This kind of combat power is almost comparable to two brave warriors of the same realm.

Wan Sheng couldn't understand, Wu Jinsong and Wu Feifan, each with serious injuries, grinned in pain even when they stood up and walked a few steps. What they are going to do with themselves now.

As for Boss Hao on the side, there was no trace of blood on his horrified face at this time, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. He pressed his mouth up and down, and he was shaking constantly.

They were all so frightened, how could Boss Hao have any fighting power.

Wan Sheng ignored him directly.

In this way, Wan Sheng claimed to be a god, and he really had the confidence and pride of him.

And when Wan Sheng was full of confidence, Wu Jinsong, who was opposite him, did not hesitate to pounce at him again, and took the initiative to challenge him. Compared to Wu Jinsong, he was terrorizing like a god!

Wu Jinsong's feet were running lightly and fascinated, the Yuan Soldier's long knife in his hand was tightly held in his own right hand, and it pointed straight at the opposite Wan Sheng.

There was only a distance of three feet between the two. Wu Jinsong arrived in no time, and was still three feet away from Wan Sheng, and suddenly his right foot slammed on the ground.

Suddenly under the force of the counter-shock, Wu Jinsong's body suddenly jumped up and jumped into the air for a short time. After that, without hesitation, he swung down the butcher knife again at Wan Sheng in front of him.

The dazzling light of the sword flashed, and Wu Jinsong displayed the fastest, most powerful, and most powerful one among his unique skills of swordsmanship, "Dragon Walking Nine Heavens".

The splendid blade has not fallen yet, and the long knife in Wu Jinsong's hand seems to have suddenly come to life. It began to tremble in the matter of his right hand, as if it really turned into a swaying dragon, trying to fly away. Wandering freely between the heavens and the earth.

Wu Jinsong knew that this kind of phenomenon was exactly what happened after he had used his unique technique to the extreme.

Wan Sheng, who was on the opposite side, saw Wu Jinsong attacking him again, and he couldn't help but feel a little hard to understand.

This is not the first time the opponent has swung a knife at him.

For the first time, the head was cut off, leaving an unfathomable three-foot-long scar on his left chest, directly cutting off most of his breastbone.

After that, the knife fell directly and cut off his own left hand with his wrist.

But at that time, Wan Sheng was still preparing, he hadn't fully stimulated his secret method, and displayed a powerful pseudo-magical power.

But after he displayed his pseudo-supernatural powers, Wu Jinsong's Yuan Bing Long Sword never caused him any harm.

When Wu Jinsong slashed down again, Wan Sheng raised his bare right hand, and immediately resisted Wu Jinsong's sharp stab.

When Wu Jinsong wanted to cut off Wan Heng's alienated left hand, Wan Sheng's left hand directly changed its shape into a two-foot-long white bone spear, which forcibly resisted Wu Jinsong's Yuan soldier long knife, and did not leave it. Under the slightest trace.

Now that Wan Sheng has the resistance of his alienated hands, it is impossible for Wu Jinsong to cause the slightest influence and harm on him.

Wan Sheng didn't understand, what is the point of Wu Jinsong's crazy attack now?

Seeing Wu Jinsong's Yuan Bing Long Sword slashed down, Wan Sheng no longer thought about what Wu Jinsong's purpose was, but directly waved his hand, and suddenly swung out the Zhang Er long spear that was transformed into his left hand, blocking Wu Jinsong's head The fallen Yuan soldier's long sword.

With a scream, Zhang Er's long spear collided with the Yuan soldier's long knife in Wu Jinsong's hand. The vitality glow covered on the surfaces of the two collided with each other, suddenly bursting out a splendid spark of vitality.

This time, Wu Jinsong's unique skills were so powerful that he finally left a hairline-like scratch on the body of Wan Sheng's alienated Zhang Er white spear. But that's it.

The two had just collided, and the Yuan Soldier's long knife in Wu Jinsong's hand had already been shaken up by the huge force and almost flew out.