Monster Catching Daddy

Chapter 387 Ten Years of Purgatory (Second Update)

"roll!"

Wu Xing finally made a move, his right hand was still biting his son's mouth, his body turned around, and his left hand clenched his fist to meet Shen Chong's right fist.

Shen Chong was shocked, he had already pulled up his speed to full speed, yet this person could still accurately capture his movements.

But the arrow has to be fired on the string, let's go head-to-head!

Shen Chong wore a flame glove on his right hand, inspired by the spiritual source, his right fist was wrapped in a raging crimson flame, and it collided fiercely with Wu Xing's left fist.

Wu Xing remained motionless, but Shen Chong flew upside down and hit the fitness equipment made of stone and steel under the wall.

So strong!

He is obviously a spiritual psychic, but his physical strength is beyond imagination.

With just one move, Shen Chong had a deep understanding of Wu Xing's strength.

Xie Huazang made a mistake in his judgment, and it was a serious mistake.

This guy's real realm is definitely not the fifth grade of Xuan, but the most authentic fourth grade of Xuan grade!

Not only that, it must have been a long time before he reached the fourth grade of Xuan, because his physical strength clearly showed that he had completely exhausted the physical training of the fourth grade of Xuan.

But even so, the strength of Shen Chong's punch should not be completely unable to shake him, but there are other reasons for this result.

The moment before the fist clash between the two, an invisible force suddenly enveloped his whole body, making him feel as if he was stuck in a quagmire and unable to move an inch.

This power is extremely strange, just like the telekinetic spiritual system psykers he has encountered before, but it is slightly different.

It's a pity that it was the first contact in a hurry, Shen Chong really didn't have the ability to see through the strangeness in an instant, so he could only equate it as the motivation for the time being.

This should be a derivative skill that Wu Xing, the burning soul villain, has been developing in depth over the years.

As a wild psychic hiding among the people, and due to his many evil deeds, he rarely dealt with other people. He groped out these ways alone.

He knows how to attach importance to physical training, and he knows how to develop derivative abilities, and he has reached the fourth-grade Xuan level in about ten years.

Wu Xing can be called a genius.

After defeating the enemy with one move, Wu Xing pressed Wu Da's head with his left hand, and slowly pulled his right hand away. At the same time, the strange red light on Wu Da's body gradually dimmed.

Wu Da stopped struggling, and lay softly on Wu Xing's chest, while Wu Xing turned to look at Shen Chong indifferently, and asked, "Who are you?"

At this time, this man was completely different from the loyal, honest and warm-hearted person described in the visit records of the village cadres.

This is his true face.

Indifferent, ruthless, with a look of indifference to life and death in his pupils, faintly bloodthirsty.

Maybe he used to be a mortal, maybe he was a good guy, but today, ten years later, he has changed.

Under his "butcher's knife", nearly a hundred souls have been scarred and shattered.

Nearly a hundred people became lunatics because of him, and he was no different from a butcher with blood on his hands.

It is born from the heart, the more evil people do, the past experience will be written on the face invisibly, Wu Xing's true face at this time has verified this truth.

Shen Chong didn't want to talk nonsense with him at first, but now that the opponent's strength is a bit beyond the standard, he is no longer eager to attack, but intends to delay a little time, observe the opponent more, and formulate a more complete combat strategy.

"Who are you asking me?"

"Correct."

"Haven't you heard of us?"

"Slay the demon?"

"Yes."

"You are finally here, what are you here for?"

"Arrest you."

Wu Xing slowly put Wu Da, who seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, on the ground, turned around and said with a smirk: "Arrest me? I committed a capital crime. I can't live anymore. Your lies can't deceive me. You want to kill me. But I Not afraid of death, life is meaningless! But before I die, I want to try again!"

"try what?"

"You talk too much nonsense, aren't you monster-slaying guys always known for their thunderous methods?"

After freeing his hands, Wu Xing no longer stayed in place, but took the initiative to stride towards Shen Chong.

He doesn't look like a spiritual type, he is stronger than a superhuman type strengthened with a physical body, his body is as heavy as a mountain, and the ground thumps when he steps down.

He looked at Shen Chong as if he was looking at a dead person.

He already knew Shen Chong's realm, just a second-rank Huang rank, nothing to worry about.

But he knew that he was doomed. As early as when he rashly attacked Xie Huazang, he knew that the pursuit of killing the monster would come soon, but he didn't expect it to come so soon, let alone protect Xie Huazang's "spirit" halfway. , I delayed for a while, and failed to go home in time to escape with my son.

I'm doomed, but before I die, I'm not reconciled!
Fortunately, the first one to come to my door is still Huang-level, this is my last chance!
Facing Wu Xing, who was as strong as a bull, pressing every step of the way, Shen Chong didn't want to take it hard, and raised his leg to dodge to the side. Just as he was about to use his strength, he felt a terrible scorching pain coming from his brain. For a meal.

Two meters away, Wu Xing swung his right fist and punched out of thin air, a bewitching crimson ghost fire flew out of his right fist and floated towards Shen Chong's chest.

Shen Chong couldn't dodge in time, he was hit straight, and the sting in his head became more intense.

It was a scorching pain from the depths of the soul, as if bathed in flames, with nowhere to escape and irresistible.

Wu Xing patted his burning left hand with his right hand, dismissively.

The skin of his left hand, which received Shen Chong's punch just now, was slightly carbonized, but he didn't feel the pain at all, he just grinned and said coldly: "Is the flame ability? It looks good, but if it's only to this extent, you are dead! Your flame can only burn the body, but mine can ignite the soul!"

While shouting sharply, he took another step forward, raising his right hand high and trying to grab Shen Chong's neck.

No one knows where his determination came from, just as no one knows what kind of mental journey he has experienced in the past ten years.

The more honest and ordinary his external performance in the folks is, the more he can show his inner persistence and strength.

With an almost crazy attitude, he went out to "hunt" while doing farming and hard work. After returning home, he used homemade fitness equipment as the main means, and forced himself to complete his physical training alone.

Wu Xing's efficiency is definitely far behind Shen Chong's, and he doesn't even have a training partner, but he did it.

The bloodstains on the fitness equipment smashed by Shen Chong's back are the true portrayal of his ten years of life. .

Ten years, living in purgatory every day, never dying.

Unless he was out hunting, his body was not in perfect condition for a moment.

This allowed him to have the ultimate physical body of the fourth grade of the mysterious class.

He knew that he was an evil way, but before being evil, he was still an unscrupulous father.

Slightly different from Shen Chong, who is more scheming and also a father, Wu Xing embarks on a road of no return destined to go alone, with no hope in sight.

This is the power brought to him by despair, and his strength comes from his inner obsession.

Shen Chong's invincible thinking battle network in the past was completely suppressed.

Wu Xing's burning soul can not only deprive others of their thoughts, but also temper his own will like refined steel.

He also possesses near-perfect judgment and powerful mental power, which can even in turn interfere with Shen Chong's judgment, erode the battle network of thinking, and make Shen Chong fall into a self-illusion that seems to be hallucinations, but is far stronger than hallucinations. among.

This is the real reason why Shen Chong felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire when he punched for the first time.

That was the "force" in Wu Xing's heart that he forcibly exerted on Shen Chong.

Seeing the big hand getting closer and closer, Shen Chong's breathing became more and more rapid, his headache was splitting, and he fell too fast.

It is really too difficult for the second rank of the yellow rank to jump through the fourth step, including a big level stepping challenge.

Wu Xing was more powerful than any psyker he had ever faced before, at least ten times stronger than the mysterious termite transformation psyker he had easily killed with a few moves back then!
Wu Xingsheng's calloused right hand was getting closer and closer, and Shen Chong could even vaguely see coquettish and bright red streams of fire through the gaps in the calloused palm.

It is the fire that can plunge a person into purgatory.

Can't catch him!

Wu Xing was slightly injured by Shen Chong's Raging Flame Fist, but he himself was also planted with soul fire.

Just now, the second soul fire shot by Wu Xing volleyed into his mind again, further aggravating the severe pain in Shen Chong's brain.

If it is poured into the third channel again, I will not be able to hold it!
"Cluck!"

At this moment, a black lightning bolt flew from the outside of the wall, piercing Wu Xing's back like an arrow from the string.

"Who!"

Wu Xing felt a warning in his heart, he turned his head suddenly, and saw a dark rooster shooting towards him with an electric peck, piercing himself between his eyebrows with an iron peck.

Ji Bai, who was originally in charge of outflanking the backyard, realized that something was wrong inside and came to help.

Shen Chong finally got a chance to breathe, took the opportunity to forcefully suppress the severe pain in his head, turned sideways to hide, and shouted: "Chicken, be careful! This guy is so strong!"

There was a loud bang.

Ji Bai had already been slapped horizontally on the waist by Wu Xing, and hit his head on the brick-concrete fence, making a hole in the shape of a chicken and flying out of the courtyard.

Brother Ji's wailing came from afar, "You said so early!"

(End of this chapter)