Chapter 892: Inexplicable Hooded Man

Chapter 892: The Inexplicable Hooded Man
"Miss!"
Not far away, Qiao Shu's subordinates started howling.
Qiao Shu is the backbone of the Qiao family.
Now, actually fell here?
This is a blow that the Qiao family cannot bear.
They rushed out from behind the bunker.
Screamed and rushed towards the hillside.
The gun in his hand moved randomly.
There is only one belief-to rescue Miss.
"Suddenly!"
A powerful fire spot suddenly appeared on the side of the hillside.
The sound of the submachine gun suddenly sounded.
Qiao Shu's subordinates screamed and fell.
The blood stained the ground.
In almost two or three seconds, they all lost their fighting ability.
The next second, the gunfire stopped.
The militant turned his head and looked at the man in red.
The red-robed man turned his head and looked at the highest point of the hillside.
A man with his whole body covered in a hood floated down without touching his feet.
All the red robe men and militants knelt on one knee to the hooded man.
Hand, caress the position of the chest.
Looks very pious.
The Hooded man walked over to Jo Shu.
The latter was soft but sane.
"The hundreds of years of war between us can finally be over!" The Hooded man said lightly.
"I will take your body back and put it on the stake."
"Even if your body dies, your soul will be tortured forever!"
The man in the hood whispered and raised his hand.
He was holding a short red sword in his hand.
The tip of the sword shone weird light.
The Hooded man also knelt on one knee, holding the handle with both hands.
The tip of the knife pointed at Qiao Shu's body.
He chanted an unknown spell loudly, and he seemed to be excited.
The cloud above his head quickly became gloomy.
The wind in winter became very strange at this moment.
The light seems to be swallowed by some existence.
The surroundings quickly dimmed.
The red-robed men and the militants stared.
This scene is like a miracle.
The chanting voice of the hooded man suddenly turned higher.
Everyone's heart shuddered.
This is the end of the spell.
In the next second, the singing stopped abruptly.
The hooded man held the hilt with both hands and lifted it slowly.
Fall down fiercely.
Wife-aunt's grandma's eyes instantly solidified.
Could it be that today is about to end?
"Ding!"
A sound of golden and iron symphony sounded.
The dagger of the Hooded Man was knocked into the air instantly.
"Puff puff!"
Then there was the sound of a sharp blade piercing the flesh.
The red robe men and militants were recruited.
Blood spattered.
Screaming again and again.
A fast stream of light that can hardly be captured by the naked eye, surging back and forth among the people.
The hooded man reacted quickly, grabbing the fallen short sword, and withdrawing more than ten meters away.
"Who is it?" the Hooded roared.
The wife and grandma looked at the sky and let out a long sigh of relief.
Don't ask, this is Zhou Yang's ability.
"Shoot, fast!" the hooded man shouted.
The militants were killed by Dongfeng more than half.
But there are about six or seven people left.
Upon hearing the order, six or seven people gritted their teeth and aimed at Qiao Shu.
Pull the trigger.
The wife and grandma took a sigh of relief and abruptly sat up.
Look directly at the direction of the bullet.
Death is not terrible to the wife and grandmother.
She has confidence in Zhou Yang.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
Sure enough, the bullet made a crisp sound when it approached Qiao Shu's side for about two meters.
In the air, a fluffy, small and beautiful flame appeared.
On the ground, a section of the discarded bullet fell.
Surrounded by the east wind, two meters around Qiao Shu is equivalent to adding an airtight protective cover.
The
six-element
ring on the finger is the center of the coordinate circle.
Due to the fast movement of the east wind, a microclimate formed around Qiao Shu.
A small tornado surrounds her.
Looks handsome and cool!
The Hooded Man was extremely annoyed when he saw the offensive frustrated.
"Who is it?" He looked around and shouted.
An action that was bound to be won, just so failed?
About three or four meters to the right of Qiao Shu, the void suddenly twisted.
A figure came out from inside.
In the stunned eyes of everyone, the figure stood still, showing a handsome face.
It is Zhou Yang.
"Xiao Shu, how are you?" Zhou Yang grabbed Qiao Shu's hand.
"We are all fine!" Aunt-aunt and grandma said solemnly.
Uh……
Upon hearing this tone, Zhou Yang knew immediately.
The leading soul is the old man now.
Embarrassing!
Zhou Yang silently wanted to withdraw his hand.
"Take it!" Mrs. Aunt's grandma mumbled.
Then he rolled his eyes and fell on his back.
After a few convulsions, Qiao Shu opened his eyes and smiled openly.
"Zhou Yang, you are finally here!"
Zhou Yang quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
It looks like it was changed back.
"You take a breath first, I will kill them all!" Zhou Yang smiled and stroked his hand.
The five or six militants who "only survived" fell one after another.
Just die.
Six or seven people in the red robe were dumbfounded.
Then turned around at the same time and ran desperately towards the top of the hillside.
Why did the man with the eastern face die with a single stroke?
It's weird!
so horrible!
Zhou Yang sneered and raised his hand again.
The Hongpao people team lost control of their body almost at the same time.
He fell directly on the hillside.
Two breaths.
The opponent is alive, only one hooded man is left.
The hooded man is stupid.
Although his face is hidden by shadows, his actions have betrayed him.
Shaking, he slowly knelt in Zhou Yang's direction.
The hand ran a certain pattern on his chest.
He muttered, his voice gradually becoming louder.
Then he got up and strode towards Zhou Yang.
"Be careful!" Qiao Shu reminded.
"Are you still afraid of him?" Zhou Yang said with a smile.
The distance between the two sides has entered ten meters in a blink of an eye.
The hooded man stopped, reached out his hand to grab the edge of the hood, and pulled back.
Expose the face.
Zhou Yang frowned slightly.
This face is very special.
The skin is pale and pale.
His right face is covered with weird black patterns.
It looks like a special kind of text.
The pattern extends from his face to his neck.
Zhou Yang guessed that he would also have it.
"Devil, you finally appeared in the world!" The Hooded man stared at Zhou Yang's extremely handsome face, saying every word.
"Devil, I won't back down!"
"I will use my life and my blood to stop you from moving forward!"
The next moment, the hooded man turned the tip of the short knife and pierced his chest fiercely.
A few drops of blood spattered from the wound and splashed on Zhou Yang's clothes.
The Hooded Man saw this scene with a satisfied smile on his face.
"You... never... can't get rid of, just... trial!" The Hooded man raised his last strength and said his last words.
then……
Crashed to the ground.
It just died.
Zhou Yang and Qiao Shu looked at each other.
"Does this guy have a brain problem?" Zhou Yang was very depressed.
Qiao Shu also shook his head dumbfounded.
Completely clueless.
...
At the moment when the Hooded Man died, it was in the underground hall of a church 500 kilometers away from the location where Qiao Shu was attacked.
A permanent light burst suddenly.
A hooded man praying in front of a certain idol suddenly raised his head.