Chapter 134: This is just a dying struggle

Mo Jingzhe looked at the roaring and tumbling Taotao black cloud, his face dignified, and said very seriously: "I smell the evil breath."
"Don't talk nonsense, this time you will plant it."
This dark cloud contains a shocking power of terror, and it is like a evil spirit that hides evil to be terrifying. Even in the face of Jian Wuchen and others, he does not feel that he wants to plant, but this tumble The coming black cloud made him feel invincible.
Both Jian Wuchen and Huang Xuandao, who are arguing, also looked at each other, especially when Jian Wuchen felt the power from this black cloud, the hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.
Evil, gloomy, horror, this is the horror he has never felt, this kind of breath is unsettling.
Lin Fan wondered, not knowing what kind of characters exist in this black cloud.
The black cloud rolled over, staying in the sky, and suddenly seemed to be torn apart by a pair of giant hands. The black cloud scattered towards the sides, and several figures stood on the top of the black cloud. The man with the skull mask, although not moving, but The pressure is the greatest.
"It's you. Do you still remember me? The enemy has a narrow road. I didn't expect to meet you here. I'm going to catch you, draw your muscles, peel your skin, and let you die without a burial place." The man's eyes locked on Lin Fan, and he roared roaringly, and now Lord Ming is here, which is his strongest backing. Even if this boy is powerful, he is definitely not an opponent of Lord Ming.
Mo Jingzhe stood beside Lin Fan and whispered, "This man is here to find you."
"I know." He didn't expect that he would meet the guy last time and was hammered in half by a stick. He didn't expect that he is still alive and well, and his lower body has recovered.
But looking at the situation now, it's obviously a bit bad, and then confused: "Are you confessing the wrong person, I haven't met you, these two are my brothers, we just came out from Zongmen to experience."
To shake the pot, you must shake the pot.
At the same time, I was very sad and angry. What kind of world is this? How can I have so many enemies? Everyone who sees himself wants to kill himself. This life is really a failure.
"Acknowledge the wrong person? Impossible, even if it turns into ash, I know you." The gray-robed man sneered again and again, "I didn't expect that you still have brothers, just using your life to avenge my men."
"Mr. Ning, it is him, and everything I have suffered is brought by him." The gray-robed man said fiercely.
Standing at the front of the head, Master Ming, a black cloud swept through the sky, and each black cloud formed a grim head, flying in the air, pulling out a long black tail.
"Yan Huazong's disciples are very good. Yan Huazong has always wanted to destroy my teaching, kill me to teach countless followers, and use your head to commemorate those who taught me to die. It is very good."
Huang Xuandao was standing behind Jian Wuchen. Now, this is not the time to explain. He whispered: "Brother Wuchen, what should I do now? It seems that these people are the gods and goddesses. The skull mask is very masculine. ."
Jian Wuchen ignored Huang Xuandao, but looked dignified, and then stepped out, "Everyone, I have nothing to do with him, and I also want to beheaded, and now he has grievances with you, we first leave."
"Brother, you..." Lin Fan didn't expect this sword Wuchen to be so rogue, so he couldn't see the enemy, so he wanted to retreat and pushed himself out. It was awful, and there was no sectarian love.
The gray-robed man said aside: "Master Ming, these people are of the same ancestry, and they look like this now. Under his subordinates, there must be some tricks."
Click!
At this moment, Master Ming pressed his hand against the head of the gray-robed man. With this action, the gray-robed man was scared on his knees and was sweating.
"You talk too much, I want to kill you."
The gray-robed man saw Lin Fan, his anger was hard to suppress, and he broke his mouth, but now he suddenly woke up and seemed to be too presumptuous in front of Master Ming, and then immediately begged for mercy and kept silent.
Lord Ming has his own ideas, how can he be so presumptuous.
Lin Fan looked at the situation in front of him, and initially estimated it in his heart. If Jian Wuchen's combat effectiveness is 3, then the gloomy guy in front of him may have reached a double-digit combat effectiveness.
This level of crushing yourself is probably the same as crushing ants. You have to find a way to get rid of it.
"Only rebirth in a desperate situation can I reach a higher level. I am now faced with the catastrophe of life. Even though I am dead, but I never bow my head, let me use this pair of iron fists to break this dilemma. Mo Jingzhe was silent for a moment, then seemed to figure it out. The whole person was different. The breath was more like a fire dragon, soaring into the sky and looking straight ahead.
Lin Fan pulled Mo Jingzhe to the back, "You are mad, and you will be reborn, and you will listen to me, and I will just run."
In his view, it was already a miracle that Mo Jingzhe could live to the present, and with this brain, he has not been killed many times.
At this moment, Lin Fan stepped out, his face dignified, "Brothers, the gods teach the sect of scourge, they should be beheaded, but now the other party is too powerful, we are not opponents at all, such treasures must not fall into In the hands of Tenjin, I will lead you away, and you will take the baby back to the Zongmen."
call out! ..
In an instant, Lin Fan took out the remote-controlled bomb that he had drawn last time from the storage ring. The delicate appearance struck a light in the air and fell into the hands of Jian Wuchen.
"Let's go." Lin Fan pulled Mo Jingzhe towards the distance, and at the same time turned his head and yelled, "Come on, please chase me, don't chase my brother."
The dark cloud on the black cloud looked at the scene in front of him in silence, as if he was meditating or unresponsive, and then raised his finger, and the face of the black cloud twirled in the air, with a loud voice, toward the forest Where to chase over there.
Jian Wuchen looked at the mysterious thing in his hand~EbookFREE.me~ He looked at the ghost in front of his eyes again, his throat moved, and his heart quivered. The person in front of him felt too dangerous and terrifying.
Unexpectedly, to kill this kid in the Abyss of Wan Cave, he would encounter such a terrible existence.
"He is a true disciple of Elder Zongmen Tiansu, and I have a grudge against him." Jian Wuchen's palm trembles, terrified in his heart, and there is a kind of unspeakable pressure.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Huang Xuandao, without any hesitation, directly attacked into the distance. In his view, not running is to die.
Ning You raised his hand, waved his palm, and the black cloud man's face grumbled, pulling a long black tail, sweeping toward Huang Xuandao.
The sword was dustless and did not move for a long time. A scream came and turned his head slightly, but he found that Huang Xuandao was directly penetrated by the black cloud head, and his body emits long black smoke, and then fell directly to the ground. No action, apparently dead.
The long sword dropped and fell to the ground, and there was no will to fight at all.
Because in his view, the person in front of him was really too strong, and his shot was just dying.