Chapter 1363: Life doubt (71)

However, Wang Zeyuan seemed to feel the intention of killing.
The body suddenly softened, like a loach, dodging the tip of Yang Zimei's sword, and a thick layer of black and white gas layer like a scorpion armor suddenly surrounded him ...
Yang Zimei's sword wanted to stab it again, but it stabbed on top of the copper wall and iron wall.
With a flick of his wrist, Jianhua shuddered, exhausted his whole body, and Mo Xie stabbed again ...
Huh!
Mo Xiejian made a wailing cry.
The sword is broken in two!
The sword tip fell to the ground!
Yang Zimei's tiger mouth was shocked with blood, and he took a step back.
Xuehu reached out to support her, quickly instilled her vitality, and replenished the energy she consumed.
At this time, the invisibility of the two had also expired.
Wang Zeyuan glanced at them and stomped his feet.
I saw his body flicker and disappeared from the other mouth of the room.
"Xuehu, catch up with him!"
Regardless of his own vitality damage, Yang Zimei picked up the half-pointed sword on the ground, facing Xuehu Road.
Xuehu shook his head. "Girl, you are not his opponent for the time being, avoid chase."
"Can't you defeat him?"
Yang Zimei looked heartily at the broken Moxie sword.
This eternally famous sword was so severely broken by her today.
"Girl, the sword is broken, I can help you re-stitch it, but that person, we still need to discuss long-term."
Xuehu reached out and touched her head.
Yang Zimei glanced at him, thinking of what he called the blood deeds of the snake and fox tribe, and silently put the broken sword into the storage ring.
"Xue Lake, why is that breath on him so powerful?"
For the strength of her sword, Yang Zimei was confident. Even if it was a copper wall or iron wall, she could pierce.
However, he could not pierce the layer of breath on Wang Zeyuan's body.
"You should see that there are millions of injustices in his breath!"
Xuehu reluctantly said, "That stove was originally used by him to cultivate this armor."
Yang Zimei found out something like a censer from the storage ring. "This?"
Snow Lake nodded.
Yang Zimei finally understood why he wanted to let a lot of people die here. It turned out that he wanted to use his soul to cultivate his layer of armor.
Because those souls were digested by the fusion, she just felt that the black and white breath on him was strange, but she couldn't know that it was composed of a million soul souls.
No wonder swords, like Mo Xie, cannot be conquered!
What a poisonous magic!
What a poisonous person!
With such a strong protection, how should she deal with him in the future?
Yang Zimei was tangled, and he fully understood that he had his own words.
"I was too impulsive just now and forgot to look at him in the mirror to see if he was a snake demon."
Yang Zimei looked at Xuehu Road, "If it's not a snake demon, you can deal with him."
Snow Lake nodded.
"Go out, this place is really annoying."
Yang Zimei looked around the room, thinking of Wang Zeyuan's insignificant movements on the wax figure of Long Caiyun, so he stretched out his feet to make the wax figure sparse, so as to avoid such disgusting things.
Long Caiyun is the mother of Long Zhutian, in a sense it is also equal to her mother.
You can't stand being insulted like this.
He walked out of the basement, returned to the shore, and found Sadako missing.