Chapter 1542: Than hardness?

"Why are you targeting me like this?"
　　 Chu Xin looked at Lin Beichen, complained and questioned, and said: "Everyone is forced by fate, so I have to lay down my dignity to choose a guard, why do you want to get rid of me again and again."
"I do not know what you're talking about."
　　 Lin Beichen said indifferently: "It is my bounden duty to defend the glory of the commander."
　　 Chu Xin gave a sad laugh.
　　 He moved slowly and turned to the battlefield.
　　 The anger of the green-skinned orc Dell swept through.
　　 Chu Xin was not an opponent at all, and was torn to pieces on the spot.
　　Dale even stuffed Chu Xin's severed limbs in his mouth to chew, the bright red plasma covered his palms and the corners of his mouth, and said: "fresh and juicy taste...hehe, the taste of food."
　　 The weak are not worthy to live in the world.
　　 The greatest value is to be food.
　　 This is one of the beliefs of Zhanyuan Greenskin Orcs.
　　 The scene, all the demons and human races in the hall were frightened, but they also burst into anger from the bottom of their hearts.
"you!"
　　 Green-skinned Orc Dale pointed to Lin Beichen and said, "Come out and fight with me."
　　 Lin Beichen stood there and looked at Li Yuxun.
　　 The latter glanced across the hall and said, "Who else wants to play?"
　　 "I do."
　　 "Marshal, please let me play."
　　 "Marshal, the last general is willing to fight."
　　 There were four or five warlords of the Crimson Demon Cult stepping forward immediately.
　　The demons exist in the world in the form of religion, and there are many fanatical and militant people in the clan. Li Yuxun's subordinates are not without brave men.
　　 A smile appeared on Li Yuxun's face.
　　In the end, another powerful demon ancestor named Yue Zhu played.
　　 After three moves, he was torn to pieces again by the green-skinned orc Dale, and stomped his head directly under his feet.
　　 "Unbearable."
　　 Dale grinned and said, "If this is the strength of your Red Flame Demon Cult, then it is really unworthy to form an alliance with my source empire. The dog is only suitable for digging in the gutter, how can it be on the table?"
　　 "Presumptuous."
　　 "Damn the green pig."
　　 "Marshal, let me take it."
　　 Many of the strong fighters of the Red Refining Demon Cult were also angered.
　　The contradiction is developing violently.
　　 Adjutant Ye Qingan looked at Li Yuxun with some worry, and shook his head slightly.
　　 Things can't really make a big deal.
　　 Otherwise, if alliance matters are affected, the grand plan for the rise of the Red Demon Cult will be hindered.
　　 Li Yuxun took a breath and was about to talk...
　　 "Sun Thief."
　　 Lin Beichen stood up and said: "I will fight you."
　　 How could the fire that was ignited so hard to be extinguished?
　　 I must add more oil.
　　The green-skinned beasts suddenly clamored and got up, hammering the breastplate with their fists, making a sound of sound, Qi Qi Gao shouted: "Kill him, kill him, kill him..."
　　 Ambassador Hols also said loudly: "Dale, use the cruelest way to kill this human bug and avenge General Luther."
　　 The green-skinned orc Dell beat his chest with his fists, smearing the blood stained on his fingers on his cheeks, his murderous intent was surging, like a heavy alchemy monster, rushing towards Lin Beichen.
　　 Galaxy-class battle source vindictive erupted, protecting the whole body.
　　 "Let you have a taste of my fist... Combat Skills·War Source Blasting Hammer."
　　 Dell blasted out with a punch.
　　 Air burst thunder sound appeared.
　　 The terrifying supersonic boxing strength also stabs Lin Beichen like a lightsaber at any time.
　　 He wants to defeat Lin Beichen in the same way as Lin Beichen.
　　 use his fist to smash Lin Beichen's fist.
　　 Tell these humble demons and human races that the fists of the source orcs are hard.　　 "Is it harder than me?"
　　 Lin Beichen smiled.
　　 He likes this kind of self-conscious person.
　　 slowly...
　　 Under the gaze of countless eyes...
　　 reached out...
　　 One finger.
　　 is the middle finger.
　　 lightly touched Dell's terrifying punch.
　　 The fingertips pierced the Supersonic Fist, making it shattered like frozen glass.
　　 then pressed against Dell's fist.
　　 This picture is like a small chopsticks against a huge siege hammer.
　　 Then the screen suddenly stopped.
　　 The face of the green-skinned orc Dale showed incredible astonishment.
　　 He used his power frantically, and the source of fighting qi did everything he could to spur the eruption. The bright green color was like a blazing flame, and the bursting power doubled again...
　　 But, to no avail.
　　 Those slender and white fingers couldn't be shaken at all.
"too weak."
　　 Lin Beichen's voice was cold.
　　 Click.
　　 Click, click, click, click.
　　 A crisp sound like broken glass appeared on Dale's fists, arms, shoulder blades and even his whole body.
　　 In the next instant, the flames of fighting spirit on his body dissipated.
　　The huge body suddenly felt like a puddle of mud, pausing, and limp on the ground.
　　 The bones all over his body are broken.
　　 No, it should be said that I was shocked into powder.
　　 Lin Beichen then slowly retracted his finger.
　　 The breathing in the hall is clear and audible.
　　 Every pair of shocked eyes are trying their best to digest the scene that just happened.
　　 Even the orcs who had beaten their chests before were half as petrified, staying in place.
The general conclusion is: In the first battle, I don’t know that Hao Dai’s punch was amazing, but in fact she still saved a considerable amount of strength, so that the green-skinned orc Dell misjudged the situation and thought that he could be in the punch. I went to fight with him, and the result...
　　 "Despicable human race."
　　 There was a blazing flame in Halls' eyes.
　　 Luther's death is not a big problem.
　　 But Dell is a member of the decision-making group of the mission.
　　The family behind it has a long history in the Zhanyuan Empire and is a true aristocratic class.
　　 His death is hard to explain.
　　 Lin Beichen did not give others too many opportunities to think.
He felt the power in his body, the third layer of the [Huaqi Jue] strengthened the peak, the muscle power has reached its limit, and he could rely on the power of his body to explode the galaxy-level yellow sacred clothes of the ancient clan. Killing the Galaxy-class orc Dell is just a matter of effort.
　　 With his strength at this time, if he meets Huang Shengyi again, he doesn't need to be a huge transformation at all.
　　 With a light punch, it can burst into a ball of blood-colored fireworks.
so now…
　　 Must continue to make things big.
　　 "Didn't you say that you want to defend the glory of the green-skinned orcs?"
　　 Lin Beichen hooked his finger at Hols, and said: "Give you a chance, come on, Hols, the time has come to prove your courage and strength as a source of war."
　　Halls’s nostrils sprayed out white steam.
　　 is like an angry bull.
　　 He walked out slowly and walked to the dance floor.
　　 "Little bugs, little bugs of the human race..."
　　 Hols's green muscles bulged, urging some secret technique.
I saw flashes of scarlet tattoo patterns emerging. On his elbows, knees, shoulder blades and other joints, white bone knives slowly grew out, and the green source of war was injected into all the muscles of his body. In the middle, the body is indeterminate under the imprint of the tattoo pattern.
　　 The rays of light expand and contract.
　　 Body shape is constantly skyrocketing.
　　 In a blink of an eye, it turned into a giant fifteen-meter beast.
　　 The aura of tyrannical and brutal killing formed a green aura visible to the naked eye, surrounding his body.
　　 The terrifying violent coercion made the entire banquet hall seem to instantly turn into the Shura killing hell.
　　 "The glory of the source orcs cannot be defiled."
　　 Halls' breath is approaching the Star King level, with twin pupils like a pool of blood, staring at Lin Beichen, and said: "Human race insects, now, use your dirty blood to wash away your sins."
　　 The strong red refining demons in the main hall, as well as the strong orc clan, could not help but retreat one after another.
　　 This level of coercion, just leaking a little, has already made them almost unbearable.
　　 "Marshal, you must stop it."
　　 Ye Qingan said in a voice transmission: "This is the ancestral skill of the source of war orcs, the ancestor of the source of raging, I wonder if Hao Dai is definitely not his opponent."
　　 Li Yuxun nodded slightly.
　　 What is going to say...
　　 "Hehe, the hardness is not good, just compare the size?"
　　 Lin Beichen sneered, and said, "It's not just that garbage races like you that have failed evolution will grow bigger, and so will I."
　　 Prickly thorny.
The white robe on 　　 was torn apart.
　　 His body also swelled continuously in an instant.
　　Three meters...
　　 Seven meters...
　　 Twelve meters...
　　 In a blink of an eye, it turned into a giant with a full length of 18 meters.
At this time, Lin Beichen's white jade-like skin seemed to be glowing, like a slashing bodybuilding muscles, streamlined with a sense of explosive power, surrounded by silver innocence at the key position of the body, the tall body seemed to be perfect It is a masterpiece specially created by the creator.
　　 looked down at Hols, which was only fifteen meters away.
　　Halls's face had originally condensed evil spirits, and an unexpected color appeared.
　　 "You took my line."
When Lin Beichen spoke, the air current exhaled from his mouth and nose to form a small tornado, and his voice resounded like a thunder of judgment between the heavens and the earth: "It is you who are really humble, beasts like interstellar locusts, I only know that Killing and destroying, a despicable and lowly species like you, really doesn't deserve to exist in this world...you should use your lowly blood to wash away the evil you have done to this world."
Snapped.
　　 Lin Beichen smashed it down with a punch.
　　 Halls raised his arm to resist.
　　 Blood spattered.
　　 is like a large tomato fruit being photographed into jam.
　　 Hols was cut into a ball of flesh on the spot.
　　 The head, arms, torso, and legs... are all unclear.
Under the white giant fist, Hols, who was infinitely close to the star king class, even if he used the'ancestral technique' of the war source orc clan, it was as fragile as paper, and he didn't even react. Turned into a puddle of flesh, it was truly vulnerable.
　　 Even Li Yuxun, the star king class, did not expect that the disparity between each other's power would be so huge.
　　 When I want to organize, everything is a foregone conclusion.
　　 The orc powerhouses in the hall are all stupid.
　　The powerful warrior in their hearts, their leader, just like this...dead?
　　 is completely crushed.
"Who else?"
　　 Lin Beichen overlooked the green-skinned orc, and said, "Who else would dare to fight with me?"
　　 The green-skinned orcs were silent.
　　 No matter how madman's warrior is, in such a situation, he will also become a bereaved dog whose backbone has been broken.
　　 "It's really not addictive."
　　 Lin Beichen's figure slowly returned to normal, and he still made a final summary speech, saying: "Just like you guys, you dare to insult and provoke my boss? You kill yourself."