The look in his eyes was eager and fiery, as if a man who hadn't touched a woman for many years was looking at a naked woman.

Being looked at by Meng Lian like this, Jun Mo felt a chill.

Can this old guy get any more disgusting?

Just when Jun Mo was so angry that he wanted to take action to kill this disgusting old man, Meng Lian took the lead and rushed towards him on the martial arts stage.

"Brother Jie, let me deal with this kid. You don't need to take action."

Meng Lian's eyes were filled with excitement, and his face was impatient.

He was some distance away from Jun Mo, but his speed was extremely fast. With a "four-two-three" kick on the martial arts stage with his toes, he floated several meters away.

In just a few breaths, he jumped down from the martial arts stage and came to Jun Mo.

"Boy, don't worry, I won't let you die so quickly. Before you die, I will let you taste my peeling skin and muscle splitting method.

"I will break your hands first and then your feet."

With a cruel smile on his face, Meng Lian stretched out his hands, trying to grab Jun Mo's hands and break them.

The method of skin peeling and tendon separation requires that the opponent cannot move, so that the entire skin can be completely peeled off, and then the tendons in the limbs can be extracted.

The best way to immobilize the opponent without killing the opponent is to knock the opponent unconscious.

But Meng Lian doesn't like this method. If you knock people unconscious, you won't be able to experience the fun of torturing them.

He wanted the person who had his skin peeled and cramped to keep awake watching the process of being peeled and cramped, to watch his skin being separated and his tendons being pulled out.

Therefore, he usually chooses to break people's limbs.

He couldn't move his hands or feet, and he could only watch clearly as he was being skinned and cramped.

If the person being skinned is so painful that he faints, Meng Lian will inject internal energy into the person's body to keep the person skinned awake.

It is precisely because Meng Lian is so cruel that his reputation is resounding in the ancient martial arts world. Even Meng Jie, an intermediate martial artist with Huajin, is not as famous as him.

Over the years, Meng Lian has accumulated a lot of enemies, but because of his high level of cultivation and the support of the Meng family, his company has always had smooth sailing. Even if enemies come to visit, they can easily deal with them.

only.......

This time Meng Lian messed with the wrong person.

"You want to break my hands and feet, right?"

Jun Mo smiled coldly and did not resist. He just covered his hands with a layer of Gang Qi and let Meng Lian grab him.

"That's right, I'm going to break your hands and feet."

Seeing that Jun Mo didn't resist, and obediently stretched out his hands for him to grab, Meng Lian was very happy, and the flush on his face full of grooves became more and more intense.

"Cut it off for me."

Meng Lian shouted and began to force Jun Mo's hands.

I saw that his arms had blue veins bulging out, as if they had tens of millions of kilograms of strength.

Meng Lian pricked up his ears with a cruel smile on his face. He liked to hear the cracking sound of bones breaking.

But in the next second, Meng Lian looked shocked.

He found that there was no sound of bones breaking, and Jun Mo's hands were not broken as he expected.

Looking at Jun Mo's face again, it looked calm and calm, without any pain at all.

"How can this be?"

Meng Lian couldn't help but exclaimed.

He used 100% of his strength, not only did he not break Jun Mo's hands, he didn't even cause any damage.

How is this possible?

His cultivation level was infinitely close to the intermediate level of Huajin as early as ten years ago.

It can be said that he is only one step away from becoming an intermediate martial artist in Huajin.

Among the junior Huajin warriors, there are few who are stronger than him.

An ordinary junior martial artist's hands would be easily broken by his full strength.

There used to be a junior martial artist who was good at transforming energy. If he offended him without opening his eyes, he easily broke his hand.

Then he easily broke the opponent's foot.

The sinews of the junior Huajin warrior are now being stored in his room.

"You are an intermediate warrior of Huajin."

Looking at Jun Mo, Meng Lian exclaimed again.

Even though he exerted 100% of his strength, he still couldn't have any impact on 5.3 Jun Mo. Jun Mo definitely couldn't be a junior martial artist.

So obviously, Jun Mo can only be an intermediate martial artist.

As for the higher level Huajin warriors, Meng Lian didn't even dare to think about it.

"Boy, I admit that I made a mistake."

"But it doesn't matter if you are an intermediate Huajin warrior, I, the Meng family, can still kill you."

Meng Lian came to his senses, shouted loudly, and wanted to retreat.

Intermediate Huajin warriors are not something he can deal with.

His brother Meng Jie could only deal with it, and he could only stand aside and plunder the formation.

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