Chapter 740: What is your grandfather doing?

Longfei has a tight heart.

"The devil is strong?"

Suddenly.

Long Fei thought of the knife outside the cave and Wang Qingshan, and screamed, "Oops!"

......

"boom!"

Wang Qingshan and the blade were blasted out. A middle-aged man in a blood-stained suit with red eyes was hanging up and looked at the knife coldly. "You will accompany me to do it?"

"You don't even have the qualification to die."

He looked at the deep hole, the whole undead city had no death arrogance, and his heart was secretly tight. "Is the undead ghost dragon already killed?"

"Is it killed by these two people?"

The man looked at the knife and Wang Qingshan, and said slightly: "Their power is impossible to kill the undead ghosts."

The blade stood up in a difficult way, loudly: "We are all killed by the undead ghosts, but I am afraid that you will not succeed."

Can't let the strong demons discover the dragon fly.

The blade said that it is protecting Longfei.

Wang Qingshan also immediately said: "You still have to leave soon, otherwise we will be rude."

"Humph!"

The Mozu strongman snorted and said: "Only you can kill the undead ghost dragon? Even if the strong man of the blood fairy peak is coming, it is not an opponent of the undead ghost."

His voice fell.

The heart of the blade and Wang Qingshan stunned, and it was a shock.

Are the blood fairy peaks not strong opponents?

How did Longfei kill the undead ghosts?

They can't hurt the ghosts even if they hurt. The death of the ghost dragon must be done by Long Fei. What did he do? How strong is he?

The shock in the hearts of both of them is beyond words.

but.

The blade is very tough, saying: "Ghost dragon is dead, we are here, isn't it that we killed you?"

Wang Qingshan also smiled: "Xianyu is much more powerful than your Mozu imagination. It is not a matter of killing an undead ghost."

The Mozu strongman sneered and said: "If this is the case, I will see how strong you are and what ability to kill the undead ghost."

The voice fell.

The shadow is moving.

The blade of the blade was tight, and he did not wait for his reaction. The strong mob fell to his side, and his blood palm moved and he slammed out.

"puff!"

The blood spurted out, and the clothes on the back were directly broken by the force that rushed out of the body. The whole person was hung in the hands of the Mozu strong.

The Mozu strong sneer, "Is this the power to kill the undead ghosts?"

"Unspeakable!"

The sword in the hands of Wang Qingshan was moving, and lightning strikes.

The eyes of the Mozu strongman are cold and despise: "The speed of pulling the sword is good. You should be a disciple of the great swordsman Aoya?"

"but!"

"The sword is too bad."

"The power is too weak, and this kind of power can't kill even the chicken." During the speech, his hand was shot like a snake, and he grabbed the long sword and slammed it.

"Hey!"

The long sword broke.

The Mozu strong sneer, "Let you see my sword."

"Hey!"

The broken sword hangs up, and the powerful sword blasts out and penetrates Wang Qingshan's chest. A huge blood hole appears in his chest.

The whole person was also knocked out by powerful forces.

The Mozu strongman is even more contemptuous: "Is this your power to kill the undead ghosts?"

"lame!"

One stroke, one defeat, one moment.

The combat power is not at all a level, and there is no comparability.

The blade died and said: "It is what we killed, what happened?"

The Mozu strongman looked at the blade coldly and said: "I said, you don't even have the qualification to die in my hand, understand?"

"Say!"

"Where did the strongman go?"

There must be a strong person.

and.

He concluded that the rank of this strongman is at least the realm of Jinxian, and it is very likely that he is seriously injured. If he can kill a strong man in the realm of Jinxian, this is not a white one.

The blade now hopes that Longfei will not come out and can win a little time for Longfei. He said: "Ha ha ha... It was discovered by you. The strong man is coming soon, and you will be able to kill your dog right away. ”

"Let me tell where he is? Dream."

The Mozu strongman has a look at his eyes. "Really not?"

The blade smiled and said: "I don't want to kill."

The eyes of the Mozu strongman became extremely cold and said: "There are people in the world who are not afraid of death. It is really not easy for the Emperor Academy to look like it."

"but!"

"I want to see how much you are afraid of death today!"

The Mozu strong finger moves, fingers into a sword, instantly inserted into the blade of the blade, blood poured out, the Devil strong smile coldly, said: "Pain?"

The wound is not only pain.

There is also a powerful force that rushes into his body, and that feeling is too uncomfortable.

The blade was trembling, the whole body of the pain was cold sweat, and it was still mad: "It’s so cool, can you make me cool again? Hahaha..."

"Giggle!"

The Mozu strong brows a sigh, "I will see how long you can hold on."

Wang Qingshan in the distance shouted, "Longfei, run!"

"what……"

The whole person rushed up again.

Longfei can kill the undead ghost dragon, indicating that his strength is much stronger than him and the blade. Longfei is more useful than them. Longfei should live.

Just at this time.

Han Xueji outside the city saw the death of the dead city disappear, and they also rushed into the city gate.

Seeing that the blade and Wang Qingshan were seriously injured, Han Xueji immediately said: "Let's go together!"

Zheng Qingsong rushed to the first place.

Several other disciples also rushed up.

The blade is shouting: "Flee, run away, you are not his opponent."

Han Xueji is desperate to say: "The old lady has never escaped."

The devil's strong mouth is cold, and the body's breath is rolling out. "A group of ants, dare to put it in front of me?"

"Boom, bang, bang!"

The atmosphere formed a pressure, not waiting for Zheng Qingsong to crush him to the ground in an instant, and he could not move.

Han Xueji put a pair of gloves on her hand and smashed a few punches against the strongness of the Mozu strongman. However, her repair was not as good as the blade, and her body was hurt, barely supported for half a second, and was also crushed. Kneeling on the ground.

"Divine Academy?"

"Ha ha ha..."

"Pig dogs, generally, do you want to stop the rise of the Mozu? Do you want to make a demon sniper to attack our ancestors? It is a joke!"

"Ha ha ha..."

The Mozu strongman laughed a lot.

Han Xueji looked at the blade and asked: "Senior, what happened?"

"Who is he?"

"Dragon fly?"

The blade was tight, indicating that Han Xueji would not ask any more.

The Mozu strongman smiled coldly and said: "It seems that there is still one of you who has not appeared. Where is this person called Longfei?"

"Should it be the undead ghost that he killed?"

The Devil's strongman sensed his breath and immediately sneered: "Longfei, dog things give me out."