Chapter two hundred and ninety-nine, not so strong

Kill one, release one!

These six words in Qin long's mind like thunder for a long time can not be pacified, extremely ugly face.

Looking at the Zhangs death row that pair of eyes full of blood and greed, Qin long heart surging with a strong cold, as if being stared at death.

The strength of the Zhangs death row about four days in the mysterious realm, due to the zhangs death row is usually living and living beings for food, body and consciousness have undergone strange changes, has beyond the realm of strength.

Through the eyes can be seen, the Zhangs death row mind only one idea, "that is in front of the living things to swallow alive, do not give up. ".

So the dragon must kill him, or it will be him.

"Come on, if you don't kill me, I'll kill you all, and I'll kill you too! "

Qin Long Double Eyes suddenly blood red up, a not weaker than the Zhangs death row to kill the will emerge, with golden light present in the cage.

Zhang's death row feeling Qin long broke out of the killing, full of cold killing eyes flash a touch of surprise color.

A long time later, in the darkness came the old man Zhang cold disdain laughter said: "Oh, young people do not say big words, you first put the immediate death row. "

"Oh right, by the way, tell you, you kill him time only a piece of incense, if more than one die! " The Zhang old extremely sinister smile way.

"Old Bastard, when Oigo sees you, he will cut you into pieces! " Qin Long saw stars in his eyes for the first time.

Ho!

The zhangs'death row prisoners bellowed angrily, sounding dull in their iron masks.

Ka-chow!

The sound of a release, the face of Zhangs death row suddenly loosened off the iron mask, then exposed a mouth covered with blood and flesh, a fishy smell like a garbage heap filled.

HA-LA!

Zhang's death row inmate opens his mouth and lets out a raucous roar, showing two rows of jagged black teeth and a ferocious expression.

The Qin long facial expression is cold calm, the face of the Zhang family death row attentively, must not have a trace despise.

Zhang's death row inmate's face is grim, his throat is throbbing, as if he wants to speak, but he can't utter a word that purrs, either because his tongue has been cut off or his vocal cords destroyed.

"Little One, do you want to hide? " Qin Long looked at the little tree man on his shoulder and asked.

Small Tree people playing with the hands of the Purple Spirit Ball is not happy, Qin long do not know a spirit ball also no special place, what fun.

Maybe the young tree man found something in the orb that he didn't.

The little tree man shook his head and stared at the purple orb with excited eyes as if he really wanted to see something from it.

Qin Long nods, in short what happens from beginning to end, all won't affect small tree person.

If it affects him, it's a very serious matter.

"Gadget Wula... ... " the Zhang family death row prisoner trembles the throat for a long time only then says a few tone words.

"I don't want to hear from you. I'll eat you if I want to! "

Qin Long see the other side is not to start, do not know what to say, very impatient to drink.

Ho!

Zhang's death row was Qin long thoroughly angered, eyes of blood as if to overflow like, his feet forward he stepped out a foot far, a lunge, like a sword, the face of the Qin long swing right fist, breaking out the power of terror waves.

"Yes! "

Qin Long Heart growls a way, he feels from the other party's fist such as the mighty mighty tsunami of power, make his whole body blood all boil up, bear fighting heart, gave infinite strength.

Qin Long also not to be outdone, driving the Great Xuan Kung Fu, five times the strength of the increase, the whole body of the one hundred and eight holes to open.

Boom!

A tremendous tidal current of power from the Qin long whole body pores broke out, dazzling golden light will cage around the blood shock scattered.

The same is a blow out, can Qin long's right hand with the golden light like the Sun, will be released on the body of Zhangjia death row to crush the blood.

Boom!

Deafening sound of the impact spread, transparent power ripples such as sonic spread out layer upon layer, cage around the iron railings are Vuvuzela loud, as if to break.

In the center of the battlefield, the death row prisoners of Qin long and Zhang Jia are shrouded in golden and blood-colored light, incomparable chaos.

When the light dissipated, presenting a tall one short two people, it is Qin long and the Zhangs death row.

But two people's station has changed, Qin Long Station's place has become the position of the Zhangs death row, two people changed over.

Zhang's death row look became extremely shocked, he froze for a while after looking down, found his chest do not know when there is a bowl the size of the blood hole.

Trickle fresh blood gushes from the blood hole, the blood hole's size is just like Qin long's fist.

Look again Qin long this side, his half right arm is to be stained with blood, but did not stick on the flesh and blood.

When Zhang's death row prisoner saw the wound on his body, he was only surprised for a moment, and then his face became cold again, as if he couldn't feel the pain. He let the blood run out and didn't care. He turned his head to Qin Long, and the corners of his mouth evoked an evil and ferocious smile.

His right hand, so to speak, was bloodied and burnt, and his whole hand was reduced to a heap of rotten flesh, and half his fingers were rotten.

The right fist of Zhang's death row prisoner is broken by Qin long's fist, whereas Qin long's fist is nothing at all, hi shining light of gold.

Qin Long looked back to see the situation of the Zhangs death row, found that he did not feel at all, but also to his cold smile.

But Qin long did not have a little fear, because he looked highly Zhang Jia death row, his flesh is not as strong as Qin long imagined, simply can not withstand his punch.

Since can break defense, not afraid to find a way to kill each other, even if the Zhangs death row does not feel pain.

Qin Long doesn't believe that if his head is cut off, he can still live!

Looking at the current situation, the Zhangs death row has fallen behind.

Zhang death row prisoners clenched his left fist, he does not seem to think, the only thought in his mind, that is to kill!

Unfortunately, his power is not strong enough.

Zap!

This time, Qin long took the initiative to attack, in front of the Zhangs death row jump jump a meter high, almost to the top of the cage, then the right fist aimed at the head of the Zhangs death row Mengran hit, momentum like a rainbow, like a meteorite falling.

The friction between the fist and the air ignited a flame, which whipped the left side of the prisoner's face, lacerating a layer of skin and spurting out a line of blood, and the surrounding skin began to be rolled up little by little by the heat.

Face like comet hit the fist, Zhangjia death row pupil a contraction, even if he did not have much consciousness, but still feel the strong destructive power from Qin long fist.

Zhang's death row in the final issued the strongest blow, the left fist gushing out of tremendous force, but compared with Qin long's fist is still a lot worse.

PSST!

Finally, Zhang's left fist was melted by the golden comet. The extreme heat caused his skin to burn and roll up. Finally, the Golden Fist hit him in the head...