Chapter 185: Face suicide

Chen Long has absolutely enchanting combat power, and is even stronger than the day's singer. Chen Feng and others naturally dare not support the big one. At this moment, they want to contain Chen Long, while letting their men send signals and find helpers.

However, the signal is not waiting to be sent out, the purple cicada is the shot, punched out, simple, but it killed the signalling monk, and even the signal of Wu Zong was hit by a blow. ,

"you."

Chen Feng changed color, and there was fear in his eyes. How did Chen Long rush into the crowd, he did not see it at all, and the speed of the other party was coming to an extreme.

"Peng."

The anger is flying, killing the sky, spreading the golden light, waving two golden fists, and squatting toward a later monk.

"boom."

Under the punch, the body mask was broken, and the monk’s chest was collapsed. The body fell for dozens of meters and landed and died.

"Chen Long, you have eaten the ambition of the leopard, you really have to be against Wu Zong, you have to do it with Yunxia City." Chen Feng angered, but it was not good, but it was retreating toward the rear.

"Boom."

A big earthquake, like a gong and drum, the world is shaking, and another monk died under the fist of Zi Yan. The threat of Chen Feng does not work at all.

In the real atmosphere, he has provoked the forces of the three parties. It has long been an endless situation. At this moment, for Su Mengyao, once again offended the two forces,

"boom."

The golden light covered the two monks, and when the golden light dissipated, the two life machines had disappeared and fell into the pool of blood.

The purple scorpion at this time is strong and terrible.

"Chen Chen Long, don't come over, I didn't shoot Su Mengyao." In the blink of an eye, killing a few people and seeing the cold eyes of Ziyan looking toward themselves, Wu Sheng's teeth began to tremble, and his speech was stuttering.

This is Wu Sheng, who competed with him for the first place on the same day. The two men at the time were quite equal. The final Ziyan won, but the two elders gave it. Wu Sheng was young and talented. He gave the core quota to the other party. ,

After a few years, Wu Sheng has become a congenital and has grown a lot, but Ziyan has grown to the existence of spikes.

"A blood mark on my body is what he left." Su Mengyao said,

"Okay, I am jealous of him." Purple voice is indifferent, full of strong self-confidence,

He changed his palms with his fists, and his **** and swords, the innate instinct poured out from the fingers, forming a one-meter long sword, constantly swallowing,

"No, I don't have it." Wu Sheng screamed, terrified, his face was miserable,

"Hey."

In the hands of the purple scorpion, the sword fell, and the eyes were glaring. On the right hand of Wu Sheng, the right hand was fallen, and the blood was mad.

"It should be this hand, then start here." The purple voice is cold, like a demon coming out of hell.

"Ah." The right hand was degraded, Wu Sheng made a stern,

"puff."

Jianguang rose again and landed on the right arm. In an instant, the blood was flying and the whole arm was fallen.

"Second."

The purple scorpion sounds cold and makes people feel chilly. Even the temperature of the surrounding air drops sharply, like the cold winter,

"Ah, let's go."

Some people can't stand this kind of atmosphere, screaming and screaming, turning and fleeing. At this moment, the sable is like a demon coming to the world, killing people like mowing.

"puff."

A golden blade, instantly drawn, blood flying, a headless body ran for a dozen steps, rolled to the ground,

This is a terrible scene. A headless corpse is running, and the chill of the heart rises again, almost reaching a pole.

"puff."

Wu Sheng’s left hand was smashed again, the golden light reappeared, and then the left arm disappeared.

The purple eyes are ruthless, and the shots are hot, this is the purple, there is a kind of him, but there is another side of the hot, when the shot, it will not be soft,

"The fifth."

Jianguang once again crossed, Jinguang thorns people can not open their eyes, Wu Sheng's one leg was smashed, the body shape is unstable, directly planted, blood stained the earth, the broken limbs fell in the distance, shocking,

"No." Wu Sheng was desperate, and he said that every day, he wouldn’t be arrogant. At this moment, he wants to die and die. It is a luxury.

"The sixth."

Jinguang flashed again, and Wu Sheng’s other leg was gone. At this moment, the limbs were smashed, blood was flowing out, and even the screams could not be made.

"Seventh."

The last flash of Jinguang fell on the neck of Wu Sheng, and the whole head smashed toward the distance. For seven consecutive years, Wu Shengsheng dissipated.

"Leave three things, and return to the world." Zi Yan’s words fell, but everyone’s heart rose in an endless chill. It’s just a scar on Su Mengyao’s body, and it’s going to lose his life. To wait for the coming,

In the end, there is no future, no one knows, but in the midst of it, there are always monks who believe in the afterlife. This sentence of Zi Yan may not be fulfilled. It is really possible to marry Wu Sheng’s afterlife, but the deterrent is amazing. ,

Representing the endless killing of Zi Yan, representing the firm killing of Zi Yan,

"Awful, terrible."

"This is a demon, a murderous demon from hell."

The people were terrified, almost they couldn’t speak, and the heart was cold. At this moment, they thought of what Su Mengyao said. You will have retribution. Sure enough, the retribution is coming.

And it’s so fast, everyone is too late to react,

"puff."

A disciple who wandered around the purple scorpion wanted to escape the purple scorpion, but he was degraded by a sword.

In the distance, the look of the wonderful sky is very indifferent, and even the face is full of excitement. He does not think that the purple is cruel, but it feels good to kill. These people are damned. When they kill, they are extremely hot and ruthless. Regardless of the lives and deaths of others, everything today is karma,

Killing people must be conscious of being killed,

The kill,

"Chen Long, you are crazy, just a woman. If you want to go back to Cangli City, I will give you one hundred thousand." Chen Feng was terrified and his mouth was shaking.

"It’s you who are crazy, you dare to shoot her. When you shoot from you, you are already crazy." The purple voice is cold, like the frost of the millennium, it radiates a more intense chill.

"puff."

Another person was stunned and no screams were sent.

The golden sword is very sharp and sharp, almost comparable to the weapon of the gods. Under the attack, whether it is the body of the body or the weapon, it has been smashed.

Purple is strong and terrible,

So that Chen Feng and Ling Yun, this genius exists, there is no war at this moment,

"puff."

Sword light crossed, dazzling, golden light, another person was smashed,

At this moment, there are only Luomen, Chen Feng, Ling Yun, and the cousin of Chen Feng who is shivering. The person who was originally called Zi Yan Glass,

"Chen Long, this is a misunderstanding. It is really just a misunderstanding. I swear, I didn't do it. I never did it." Solomon greeted Zi Yan's gaze, and he was terrified. He was so scared that he was lying on the ground. No dignity,

In turn, Solomon also looked for Su Mengyao for help. "Su Shimei, you have to be the master of me. From start to finish, I have not shot. We are actually a group. We are brothers and sisters."

"Yes, you didn't shoot." Su Mengya nodded, and Luomen breathed a sigh of relief and gratefully looked at each other.

"But." The voice turned, Su Mengyao said, "You have sealed my skill."

"No, no." Solomon screamed in horror.

"Hey."

The sly sword light blooms in front of his eyes, like a splendid flower, which is reflected in the eyes of Solomon.

"噗通."

When Luomen fell to the ground, his vitality disappeared, and his panic was never dissipated.

In the field, the number of people is one less.

"Chen Long, don't come over, or else I will marry her." Chen Feng's cousin suddenly got up and his eyes were red, and he was already in the middle of madness. He held a sharp blade in his hand and placed it on Su Mengyao. At the neck, threatening sable,

Zi Yan turned her head, cold eyes, looking at this person, calmly said: "If you kill her, Cangli City will never have Chen family again."

The words are calm, but the words in them are chilling.

"You dare to threaten me, you believe that my hand will shake, her head will move, you want a living person, or a dead person." Chen Feng’s cousin’s hand is constantly shaking, it seems that the next moment, The blade will pierce Su Mengyao’s jade skin.

"I will give you a chance, kneel down and confess, and then commit suicide, I will let her go." His voice trembled, I don't know if it was excited, or crazy, in short, my eyes became more red.

The purple eyes looked at each other calmly, which made him feel more stressed.

"You hurry, or I will shake my hand." The sword is constantly shaking.

Zi Yan raised his hand,

"Yes, face, heavy fight until it is killed." The other nodded, very satisfied with the movement of the purple,

The sable has no face, but starts to print. The print is very simple, but it represents a kind of avenue. The road is simple, there is no energy flowing out, like the purple scorpion is playing with fingers.

"What are you doing, I let you face, not letting you play with your fingers." The youth drank, the sword trembled even more.

"Hey."

When the print fell, suddenly a golden light appeared, and the speed was very fast, rushing to Chen Feng’s cousin.

"puff."

Jinguang crossed, faster than the previous Qingfeng, the other party has not reacted, the golden light has disappeared.

"What is the situation?" Chen Feng’s cousin has not found any abnormality, but just feels that Jin Guang has disappeared from his own face.

"Cousin, you."

At this time, Chen Feng exclaimed, followed by a jingle sound, this is the sound of the weapon landing,

The young man bowed his head and looked at the ground. He saw a sword, very familiar, very similar to his own sword, and then looked at the hilt and saw a sword-armed arm.

"This is ah~www.readwn.com~ my hand." The other party has not reacted yet, but at this time, it is a feeling of tingling, turning it again, almost fainting, holding the sword The arm is gone,

"Hey."

At this time, another golden light crossed, and there was no limit to the speed. The other arm of the youth was degraded. Su Mengyao was free.

"Do not."

The young roared, the sound was terrified, and in the blink of an eye, the two arms were so smashed.

Fast, too fast,

"Hey."

At this time, the purple scorpion came forward, waving his palm and pumping toward the young man’s face.

"Snapped."

The sound is unusually crisp,

"You don't want me to commit suicide, good, I will fulfill you."

Glittering the palm of the hand, raised again,