Song Yun’s body instantly hardened.

But.

Bang.

It was like the collision between diamond and steel.

Song Yun felt a massive impact passing through his body, hitting his internal organs.

Pain.

This was Song Yun’s first sensation.

Song Yun yelled loudly, kicked Song Kunlun, sending Song Kunlun flying away, and then quickly retreated a few steps, looking at Song Kunlun in shock.

"Why aren’t you hurt."

"I told you, you can’t kill me."

Song Kunlun’s face was full of ferocious expressions, "Song Yun, today you killed my son, I will deal with you first, then I’ll go after Song Ergou and the others. You people from the main bloodline must pay for my son’s life."

"I can’t kill you, but can you kill me." Song Yun spat on the ground.

"Song Yun, today you’re dead with no chance of survival."

Song Kunlun looked at Song Yun and said, "Originally, I didn’t intend to use this thing so early, but you forced me."

After saying this, Song Kunlun took out a small bottle from his body.

Inside the bottle were some green liquids.

Song Kunlun directly crushed the bottle’s neck, then tilted his head back and drank the green liquid in one breath.

"Prince, that’s an unfinished product."

A researcher standing in the distance shouted. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Yet Song Kunlun ignored it, looked at Song Yun, and said, "Song Yun, I know you’re powerful, and I can’t beat you, but I have the determination to kill you."

"Potion..."

Song Yun said with a grim face, "To dare to use unfinished products rashly, Song Kunlun, you’re doomed."

"Ah."

As Song Yun spoke, Song Kunlun suddenly shouted.

Then, blood began seeping from Song Kunlun’s eyes, nose, ears, and mouth.

"See, I told you, using unfinished products, looks like today I can easily finish you." Song Yun crossed his arms and said.

"Ahhhh."

Song Kunlun seemed to have gone mad, clutching his head and crashing around, turning the entire laboratory into a mess, while at the same time, Song Yun was thinking.

How to finish off Song Kunlun.

Because it seemed now that Song Kunlun’s body was like a turtle shell, with no way to attack, and his inch-power could not penetrate Song Kunlun’s body.

This unkillable Xiao Qiang left Song Yun a bit helpless for a moment.

No doubt, Song Yun felt Song Kunlun was truly defying the heavens; such an outstanding character, who originally had the mid-level prowess of the War God List, suddenly donned an invincible turtle shell. This was simply like a cheat code in a game; with such a cheat, you could abandon any defense and put all your energy into offense.

Any master on the War God List, if they poured all their energy into offense without considering defense, their strength level would greatly increase.

This is what we call desperate fighting.

Usually, people can’t easily reach the state of desperate fighting because it requires pressure and a dead-end situation, knowing that if you don’t fight with all your might, you might die, then you will fight desperately for a chance of survival.

Even Song Yun couldn’t possibly output full force without reservation, creating a life-and-death struggle; winning might be a miserable victory, but losing means dying.

Watching Song Kunlun seeming to go berserk over there, Song Yun furrowed his brow, holding the Seven Killings Ghost Blade in his hand.

His fists no longer appeared capable of harming Song Kunlun’s body, so he could only rely on the Seven Killings Ghost Blade. Although it seemed it couldn’t penetrate, what if it did by chance?

Using a blade is definitely easier than a fist.

Song Yun tightened his grip on the Seven Killings Ghost Blade.

He was waiting for an opportunity.

Song Kunlun held his head, blood flowed from all seven orifices, his entire being appeared as if poisoned.

"Ah,."

Song Kunlun screamed madly, his head recklessly crashing toward the wall on one side.

Bang.

A loud explosion.

That wall, made of unknown materials but visibly very hard, was surprisingly dented deeply by Song Kunlun’s head.

Just seeing that dent made Song Yun’s head throb painfully.

If he let his fist create such a dent, it would be no problem, but if he used his head...

Forget it, although his head was hard, it wasn’t hard enough to be used as a hammer casually.

The impact from this collision was extremely powerful, and after the collision, Song Kunlun flipped his eyes and collapsed on the ground.

"My god."

Looking at the seemingly passed-out Song Kunlun, Song Yun exclaimed.

What is happening?

This seemed to be the final boss type of character, who actually knocked himself out by crashing into a wall; is this because my protagonist aura is too strong or Song Kunlun’s luck too terrible?

Even though his mind was filled with amazement, Song Yun’s body moved swiftly.

At this moment, Song Kunlun just passed out; if not quickly taking advantage of the other’s unconscious state, it would be a waste of Song Kunlun’s beautiful prone position on the floor.

Song Kunlun, I’m coming to finish you.

Song Yun rushed forward with great enthusiasm.

Only, this statement seemed to have a lot of ambiguity in its sound.

No matter.

Song Yun exerted force from his foot, directly jumped over Song Kunlun, then took out his weapon and stabbed it down on Song Kunlun’s body.

Of course, nobody should misunderstand.

Song Yun’s weapon was the Seven Killings Ghost Blade.

The blade of the Seven Killings Ghost Blade glimmered with a light blue glow, appearing very beautiful under the light, and enticing.

This is a divine weapon that harvests lives like cutting grass.

Song Yun’s target was very simple.

Eyes.

Song Kunlun’s eyes.

The eyes are the only part of the body that cannot harden.

At least it was like that for Song Yun.

Song Yun expressed a certain amount of envy for Song Kunlun’s hardening ability, which seemed even stronger than his own.

If I were like Song Kunlun, I’d truly be invincible in the world.

The blade of the Seven Killings Ghost Blade quickly descended, along with Song Yun’s body, carrying the unstoppable momentum of a thunderbolt.

Striking down, Song Yun mused that even a steel plate would have to be pierced thoroughly by him.

While Song Kunlun lying on the ground remained with his eyes closed, appearing as if ready to be butchered, with no ability to resist.