473: C473 Metal Arm

C473 Metal Arm

"Don't you know your own strength?"

"Look at the distance between us. If I try to close the distance between us, do you think your strange techniques will be of any use?" This was what he had promised.

Although he didn't want to admit it, this guy was telling the truth. If he really did that, then he really wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

But even if this was the truth, even if he had to die, he had to hold on. He couldn't lose his spirit.

"You don't need to say that. Just say it directly, I don't seem to know you, there's no need for me to waste time here with you!" Yin Haidong said in annoyance.

The hook-nosed man opposite him laughed: "You don't know me, but I do!"

"A few months ago, a large scale gang fight broke out in a tribe called the Cyan Tribe. And a few days ago, the thousand-year-old ancient tree in this tribe had mysteriously disappeared, and now that it's here, these two events seem to be related to you, right?"

Yin Hedong's eyes instantly squinted, "You know a lot, but sometimes it's not a good thing to know too much!"

The hook-nosed man in front of me laughed out loud, "Why don't you say that the youngsters are impatient, and are already in such a hurry before I finish speaking."

Yin Hai Dong was gradually getting impatient, "What are you talking about? Who the hell are you?"

"You really don't know who I am? If you can remember who I am, then you'll know why I know these things! " the hawk-nosed man asked.

Yin Hedong pointed at his nose and cursed, "Who the f * ck is your love? What does it have to do with laozi? I think you're just here to cause trouble! "

"I don't care who you are. Leave your life behind for me today!"

After he finished speaking, he rushed towards the hook nose.

Actually, this hook nose was none other than one of the participants in the battle of the West Cloud Tree Tribe, the living King of Hell!

Ever since that incident, he had been paying attention to Ye Chen's movements. He wanted to know if Ye Chen was dead or not. However, he kept feeling that how could someone like Ye Chen die so easily?

The most important thing was, even if a living person didn't die, they wouldn't be able to see their corpse. This made the King of Hell even more worried.

He didn't know when Ye Chen would suddenly appear from a corner and completely destroy his bases.

Ye Chen had already left a shadow on the King of Hell's heart, so the King of Hell had been investigating this all along. The crux of the matter fell on this Yin Hai.

He came today to ask if Ye Chen was killed by this guy. As long as he got a definite answer, the King of Hell would be relieved.

Regardless of whether Ye Chen was dead or not, he was prepared to take the next step.

But today, as soon as he came over, he saw the scene where Wei Zifang, Yin Hai, and Chen Yixin were acting out earlier.

As soon as he saw Chen Yixin here, he knew that although the situation was getting more complicated and confusing, at least he was on the right track.

However, when the farce finally ended, before the King of Hell could even get down to business, the guy was already on his way.

Originally, the reason why the Live Hades himself had come here was to investigate the situation and not to make a big deal out of it. However, he had never expected that the brat was like someone who had eaten a barrel of gunpowder and was about to make a move before he could finish his words.

He thought to himself, "What's wrong with this young man now? All of them are so awesome, but I really can't do it anymore. I don't even care about it anymore."

I don't care if you are the descendant of some ancient witch doctor, since you are talking about this with me first, I will let you know today, whether or not the living King of Hell is still alive in the martial arts world!

While he was speaking, this YinHai had already rushed up and greeted the King of Hell's face with a punch.

The King of Hell didn't even move from his original spot. He directly used one of his arms to block the attack. Yin Hai Dong's punch landed on the King of Hell's arm, but this was out of Yin Hai's expectations.

That was because after the fist landed, he felt as if his fist was hitting a metal board. It was so painful that he grimaced in pain and retreated.

However, the moment he returned, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.2

The Live Hades had a feeling that something was amiss, but he didn't pay much attention to it. It seemed that he was very confident, which made Yin Hedong unhappy, "Hur Hur, let's see if you still have that kind of confidence later on!"

At this moment, the King of Hell lowered his head to take a look. What a fellow, what a ruthless method!

Right now, his sleeves were in tatters, as if they had been corroded by something. The whole sleeve was sizzling and gave off a rotten stench.

At this moment, Yin Hai Dong opened his palm and something that looked like a small capsule fell out. However, it was clear that the item inside was already gone. It should be on the living Hades' sleeve.

Yin Hai Dong laughed, "Old man, die for me! You dare to be so arrogant with me, do you really think that my title as the successor of the Witch Doctor is just for show? "

However, the expression on the King of Hell's face grew even more contemptuous. He stretched out his hand and ripped off all the clothes on his sleeves, revealing the shiny silver metal arms underneath.

This metal arm was clearly chromium plated. It gave off a unique light that made it seem extremely hard.

Yin Hedong was instantly shocked. He finally knew that when the poison landed on the King of Hell's arm, he could act like nothing had happened. At most, his clothes were just corroded. So there was a problem with his arm!

Actually, this wasn't like the King of Hell wanted to exchange his arm for a piece of metal. After all, he had used his own flesh and blood, so who would be willing to cut him down before modifying his arm?

However, ever since the battle at the God Tree Tribe, the King of Hell had been seriously injured, especially after Teng Erhan's suicide attack. The impact from the explosion was too great.

The King of Hell had a large area of burns, and the scars on his face and arms were like this as well.

In the end, the King of Hell gritted his teeth and stomped his feet. He immediately made up his mind. Change!

In the end, he had completely cut off his injured arm and replaced it with a metallic arm. He had wanted to do something easier, but he had never expected to save his own life today.

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