Pulling out the Heart

"Yes." 

A muscular man walked out. 

He looked like he weighed more than 300 pounds. He was big and muscular, and his eyes were sharp. 

"You are all trash, you should die!" 

The flesh on his body began to swell, gradually enlarging. It gradually became a ball of flesh. 

Jiang Ming looked at the ball of flesh in front of him and released Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe. He was a little confused. 

"What is going on?" Yuan Hehe spat out a mouthful of saliva. 

Sikong Wuyuan closed his eyes, and a small ring appeared on his head. 

The ring emitted a golden light. This light spun around. 

"Is this a child's game?" 

The muscular man laughed out loud. He smiled mockingly. 

He raised his hand and rushed in front of Sikong Wuyuan. 

Suddenly, a huge blade was headed for his head. 

However, Jiang Ming was determined to not let that happen. Jiang Ming raised his hand and grabbed the blade.