Chapter 365, crazy fat cat

In the eyes of the black man, a poor cat, what if he can talk? With his own strength, killing it is all about him.
However, he will never think of this kind of dart, what kind of monster is angered.
"Demon? Fat? Killed?"
These extremely insulting words, in the thought of the evil moon that was very comfortable looking at the black man’s struggle, were instantly magnified innumerable times, and its pupil suddenly shredded into a small black spot. The anger that can be seen almost by the naked eye, sprayed out from the fat hole of the fat cat!
Unforgivable!
Actually dare to despise the evil moon uncle?
The fat cat raised his neck and screamed at the sky.
When the sound just came out of its delicate throat, the cute size of the fist's head, immediately like an inflated balloon, instantly expanded to more than 20 meters.
The sparkling little milk teeth turned into a dagger-like sharp sharp tooth. A sound wave of a dragon and a dragon burst out of the mouth of the blood basin, and suddenly caused a tornado of six or seven in the air.
Ding!
The money dart hit the front teeth of the evil moon, and suddenly fell to the ground, like a fragile porcelain, turned into a pile of debris.
The black man with the darts wiped his eyes in an incredible way.
Seems like... licking the scorpion?
The black man is a little uncomfortable.
The next moment -
Beside him, four or five companions were in the screams, and the tornado ejected from the fat cat's mouth was like a rice paddy that was blown into the sky, and then when he was a god, a strong suffocating moment turned over. Come over and fill him.
The next moment, he felt that his eyes were black.
Then my body is wrapped in some kind of viscous liquid, and then it hurts...
"Although you shoot with money, it is unforgivable!"
The evil moon smashed his mouth, and the mouth of the mouth was still hung with a pair of poor black men’s shoes, and licked his teeth. "The human flesh is a bit sour, not as good as those demon kings and demon kings!"
There is silence around.
The king’s peak is almost awkward to the evil moon. What is going on?
What kind of cat is this Ding Haoyang? Can you actually change? This is too exaggerated, right? There is an impulse between the kings and the peaks. I want to use my mysterious giant eagle to change this cat to play!
The other dozens of black people were also amazed by this sudden change.
Why is this happening?
I haven't said that the intelligence information I got before, Ding Hao has such a terrible monster around him... Mom, those who collect intelligence should die... How do you break now? One swallowed a master of the big martial arts realm, what kind of monster is this guy?
Unknown, always easy to fear.
Even these black people are extremely powerful masters.
"Ah, ah...oh!"
In the next moment, a few screams fell from the sky, and finally became the cracking sound of the hitting the ground, then the sound of flesh and blood splashing, I saw the few black clothes that had been blown into the sky. People, all fell and fell into meatloaf.
This series of miserable voices finally brought everyone back from a short shock.
The king's peak was preemptive, and the long sword in his hand trembled. Ten dozens of swords lighted out like electric electricity, tearing the air, and instantly smashed the nearest five or six black men into pieces.
At the same time, the fat cat is a roar.
"Hey, hahaha, it’s time for the uncle to show his glory." The evil moon shook his head, and even his body expanded and became a huge monster with a height of fifty or sixty meters. The furry tail slid and the pillars swept. Going out, four or five black people can't dodge, and they flew out of the body!
The situation reversed instantly.
"Hey? These things, the silvery look, seem to be delicious."
The rising evil moon of the play bowed down and saw the inscriptions of the black man who were transmitting the black man. When one paw patted the past and slammed, one of them was directly smashed!
"Hey!"
As a super big food, the fat cat habitually picked up a few metal plates inscribed with runes, and put them in the mouth like a pea-like chew, and while eating, made an evaluation: "No taste, taste Generally... well, a bit hard!"
The king's peak on one side is directly a black line.
It’s a bit hard!
The metal plate used to engrave the inscriptions to form the inscriptions, which are usually mixed with rare materials, so as to ensure the stability of the transmission array method, you can not break it even if you have repeatedly made a move. I can’t think of this. Only a fat cat, actually one of the paws to shoot one, but also chew it to eat it!
Between the blink of an eye -
"Although it is not good, it is still very good for grinding teeth."
Hey!
The fat cat will also scatter the remaining three inscriptions, and then put it into the mouth and chew it and eat it.
"Ask the sword sect actually raise the demon? The beast, bad me big thing, die!"
A cold and chilly voice suddenly sounded at the top of the hidden sword peak. A figure appeared in the side of the fat cat evil moon. One palm shot, and it was just taken in the weakest waist of the evil moon, air. The mid-wind whistling, thick and thick like the violent roar of the general palm, instantly pouring.
Bang!
The evil moon is huge like a hill, and it is directly hit by the ground.
Under such a sudden attack, the whole body showed almost a hundred and eighty degrees of shocking half-folding. Seeing that all the bones were broken, only the flesh was wrapped.
Such a wound, even if it is the strongest of the Wuwang class, can't survive.
Under the horror of Wang Junfeng, it is too late to rescue.
"Damn!" A low drink, the king's peaks slammed into the body, Jianguang like a fall of nine days of the Milky Way, wrapped in the sudden appearance of the person wrapped in it, recruiting deadly.
In the case of a single-on-one, Wang Junfeng is not afraid of anyone.
But the sudden appearance of the person, apparently mastered the superb stealth and hiding techniques, the body seems to be detachable, in the shadow of the king's brilliance, the four arms and the head are incredibly split. Shooting on all sides, each turned into a black smoke, and it completely disappeared.
Damn, the fat cat died, and there was no way to explain it to Ding Hao.
The king’s heart is a bit awkward.
He knows that Ding Hao and the fat cat have a good relationship.
But at this time -
"Oh, yeah, which son is not fart. The of the eye, actually dare to count Benedict, you are dead, no one can save you from heaven, I will kill you!"
The arrogant and familiar voice came, and Wang’s heart was a happy one.