Chapter 92: The Black Man Ren Yong

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"Injured?" Yu Qianlan looked suspicious.

"Let's go! Follow!" Lin Caiyou took Yu Qianlan toward the black man.

"Aren't we going to find the Bird Blood Chain?" Yu Qianlan said.

Lin Caiyou just smiled and said, "It's okay! Compared to the blue blood chain ring, I'm more curious about the wounds on the black man's body!"

The two followed towards the black man.

The black man walked very slowly, just as Lin Caiyou said. The black man was seriously injured! He needed time to recover, but he seemed to not want to delay anything. So, he walked very slowly, like a person without cultivation, hiking in the mountains. But while he was walking slowly, he was constantly healing his serious injuries while constantly accumulating his own strength. This is the bounty hunter, a person you may not be worthy of but are not impressed by his perseverance!

There were only four or five tables in a small teahouse at the foot of the mountain. Lin Caiyou and Yu Qianlan took over the last tea table. Lin Caiyou poured three cups of tea and placed it on the table. He had a cup, Yu Qianlan had a cup, and the other cup was placed on the empty seat next to it.

At this time, the black man also came to the teahouse. He glanced around and saw that there was no space, so he wanted to turn around and leave. At this time, the eyes on the table attracted his attention. Is it him? The black man was shocked.

At this time, Lin Caiyou said, "Since we have met again, why not sit down and have a drink!"

The black man hesitated for a moment, then walked to Lin Caiyou and sat down, and drank the cup of tea that had been prepared in one go.

"Good!" Lin Caiyou smiled and said, "Brother, would you like to drink a drink with me?" After Lin Caiyou said that, he took out the jade pot on his waist.

The black man said, "I don't drink! Alcohol can easily make people unconscious!"

Lin Caiyou said, "My wine will definitely make my brother more awake." After saying that, the jade pot filled the teacup in front of the black man. The black man hesitated for a moment and then drank it in one gulp.

Is it water? The black man was shocked and thought that the jade pot was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, which must be good wine. After drinking it in one sip, he realized that the jade pot was not drinking wine, but water! He thought to himself: If this person hadn't been slapping me?

Almost as he swallowed the "drinking drink", a strong warm current suddenly appeared in his abdomen, and his seriously injured body healed in a moment! The black man looked at Lin Caiyou in surprise, while Lin Caiyou was still smiling at him.

After a long time, the black man said, "Thank you!" and stood up and left. The moment he walked out of the teahouse, he turned around and looked at Lin Caiyou and said, "My name is Ren Yong!" After that, he left quickly.

"Are we still chasing?" Yu Qianlan asked.

"Of course I've chased you! I haven't seen the person who hurt him yet?" Lin Caiyou said, and then chased him towards the black man Ren Yong!

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At dusk, a shovel and a black man looked particularly eye-catching at this dusk. There was a village with dozens of families in front of me! It was now very silent!

The black man Ren Yong walked into the village. The sound of footsteps echoed in every corner of the village, silent. The air was filled with a trace of blood, but it was still hot!

A sharp hatred popped up in Ren Yong's eyes, who was originally happy and angry.

He raised the shovel and smashed it to the ground. The sound of coaxing was everywhere, and all the houses in the village were instantly destroyed, and countless pieces were "swept" with the bodies flying out of the houses.

Right in front of me, a figure was sitting cross-legged in a figure, pulling a corpse in his hand. There was still undry blood at the corner of his mouth.

"It's you again?" The figure then became clear, with a slightly evil aura, fair skin, and a face as handsome as a woman!

The black man Ren Yong didn't say a word, and pointed the shovel in his hand at him, with the hatred in his eyes even stronger.

"How much does someone else pay? I'll pay you twice the price!" said the figure.

The black man Ren Yong finally spoke, "It's not a matter of money!" He held the shovel tightly and said coldly: "What I want is you to pay for those who have been killed by you!"

"Hmph!" The figure smiled sinisterly: "I want me to bite you and pay for my life! Then it depends on whether you have the ability!"

The breath was released, and the momentum that shocked the mountains for a momentum was released. The man named Nei Rui had a body, the mountains moved, and the terrain was about to change. He said contemptuously toward the black man Ren Yong: "Don't think I'll let you go like last time!"

"Hmph!" The black man Ren Yong's aura surged, and a shovel erupted with the force of destroying mountains and flat forests. The murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger!

"Your injury has healed!" The barber said before he finished speaking. At a speed of one hundred miles, he rushed towards the black man Ren Yong like lightning. The decayed aura of death came from Ren Yong's front and back, filling the entire village!

The black man Ren Yong had both hands to pull out mountains, and a shovel was ordinary. But under the support of the black man Ren Yong, the power was enough to destroy the entire mountain forest. The shovel slapped the face of the gnawing. If a blow was heavy, it would definitely slap the entire gnawing head into debris.

The black man stopped immediately, but the strong wind in the wind beside him continued to rush towards Ren Yong. The blade was like a blade, and it streaked across the black man Ren Yong, leaving red marks! The black man Ren Yong didn't care at all, and continued to slapped the iron shovel in his hand.

The momentum is endless, and the hatred is endless!

The iron shovel is ordinary, but with the infusion of Ren Yong's skills, he becomes extremely domineering! The black man Ren Yong's cultivation is the purest martial arts power. There is no miscellaneous part! His tough personality and his domineering fist power are integrated!

That bite is not an ordinary person. Although Ren Yong is extremely powerful! He can dodge easily. The black man Ren Yong let out a roar, his strength soared and his speed became extremely fast!

The tricks of biting are ordinary and are only at most the power of the fourth level of martial arts. But from Ren Yong's eyes, he seems to attach great importance to it.

Yu Qianlan, who had been watching from a distance, was very confused. Lin Caiyou narrowed his eyes slightly! It seemed leisurely, but from his eyes, you could feel that he was waiting for something.

The two of them had no fancy tricks, and they were the most direct way to kill people. One after another, the two of them were constantly razed to the ground.

"Is this the power of the ninth stage of the fourth level of martial arts?" Yu Qianlan asked Lin Caiyou on the side.

"The power of the ninth stage of the fourth level of martial arts is more than this!" Lin Caiyou said: "Continue to watch!"

At this time, the shovel in Ren Yong's hand almost became a magic weapon. Just now, he could fight back with ease by biting it. The next moment, the hatred that destroyed the mountains and the earth in Ren Yong's eyes made his scalp numb.
Chapter completed!