Eight hundred and eighty-nine treasure hunting
Xiao Chen did not stop, but chased his prey like a butcher, carrying a knife.
Above the sky, sitting on the ground, Yama has no ghosts, and the painting boy stands side by side with his hands in hand.
They don't have any mood swings for the killing below, and for them, there is no end to the distraction, and they are eventually ants.
"What a strange supernatural power, why have you never seen it?" the ghost painter squinted his eyes and looked in the direction where Xiao Chen disappeared.
"It's not supernatural powers, it's the ultimate in strength and speed, and unpredictable moves, and of course the biggest credit is his knife. The sitting Yama next to him shook his head.
The ghost painter nodded: "I've heard that there is a place called Jianghu, and they seem to attach great importance to the change of moves. ”
"Little Doyle. Sitting on the ground, Yama sneered.
"Do it now?" asked the Ghost Painter.
Sitting on the ground, Yama nodded: "Almost, this kid has a lot to do with Wanyong Firm, and he didn't do it before because he was afraid that people from Wanyong Firm would come." Now the people of Wanyong Firm should be dealing with those uninvited guests, and they don't have time to take care of him. ”
The ghost painter nodded, and said with compassion: "I hope Lord Yama can speak his mind." ”
"Don't worry, at our point, speaking is naturally counted. Sitting on the ground, Yama smiled and nodded.
……
On a plain thousands of miles away, Xiao Chen cut off the head of the last guy.
With the dead head, the bones rolled to the ground, and it was the announcement that the battle ended with Xiao Chen's victory.
The dark red violent aura that covered his body gradually dissipated, and the grimace of the wild night came out of Xiao Chen's mouth.
"Bang Bang ......"
The knife in Xiao Chen's hand fell to the ground, and Xiao Chen fell to the ground weakly.
Xiao Chen at this moment can be said to be miserable.
A face is all rotten, and the hand holding the knife is also white.
The previous big explosion was not without damage to Xiao Chen, and there was no place to protect him with clothes, and he was injured very badly.
If it weren't for the protection of the night, and the incredible hardness of Xiao Chen's body, maybe Xiao Chen's head would have been washed away on the spot.
Tassel Mingyue cried and crawled out of her arms, and used the mountain god jade to heal Xiao Chen's external injuries.
On the surface, it seems that Xiao Chen is already intact, but the spirit and spirit consumed in this battle are not something that the mountain god jade can make up.
"Hurry up, someone is going to do you badly. Xiao Chen, who was lying on the ground, suddenly heard a charming woman's voice in his ears.
Xiao Chen turned over and got up, lifted the pity on the ground, and looked around vigilantly.
"Don't look for it, you can't find me, listen to me go quickly. The voice continued to sound.
Xiao Chen frowned and said to the air, "Can you make it clear?"
The air fell into a deathly silence, and thirty seconds passed, but the voice was never heard again.
Xiao Chen took out a sealing ball and held it in his mouth.
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
As soon as he finished doing these things, a burst of applause suddenly sounded.
Two figures suddenly appeared, ten meters away from Xiao Chen, in front of them, it was Yama Luo and the ghost painter.
"God knows no bounds. Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he put the pity into the sheath.
In the face of endless gods and still two, Xiao Chen did not have even the slightest chance of winning.
"Xiaoyou used the power of martial arts to kill eight half-step gods endlessly, which is really eye-opening. Sitting on the ground, Yan Luo looked at Xiao Chen with a smile.
"What do you want to do directly?" Xiao Chen frowned.
"Happy, the old man wants to borrow two things from you. Sitting on the ground, Yama looked harmless to humans and animals, but the greedy light in his eyes couldn't hide it.
"Treasure grabber?"
Xiao Chen looked at the pity in his hand, and then pulled the clothes on his body, there were these two "valuable" things on his body.
As for why he was targeted, Xiao Chen guessed that he should have been noticed by them during the battle just now.
"I don't borrow. Xiao Chen sneered, someone actually made an idea to hit him on the head, this is simply a big joke in the world.
Sitting on the ground, Yan Luopi smiled and said, "Little friend, the things outside your body are much more important than your life. ”
Xiao Chen knew that when he encountered this kind of open robbery, there was no superfluous reason to talk about, even if he handed over his clothes and pity the common people now, he would not have a chance to live.
Xiao Chen's tongue gently pushed against the sealing ball in his mouth.
It's a pity in my heart that I want to use one on such a fool, but there is no way to do it.
Xiao Chen's current strength is too reluctant to deal with the endless gods, let alone the two of them.
"Lord Yama, you are being hypocritical. The ghost painter sneered, and a white brush appeared in his hand.
"Hehe, it's better to be a little polite. Sitting on the ground, Yama Luo hugged his fist at Xiao Chen.
"Two retards. Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly.
"Sharp-toothed boy, don't you still have a little self-knowledge when you die?"
The white brush in the hand of the ghost painter suddenly drew in the air in front of him.
In the empty air, there was a dark picture.
Evil ghosts keep appearing under this brush.
These evil ghosts, one by one, had good strength, and rushed towards Xiao Chen frantically.
Just as Xiao Chen was about to bite the sealing ball, two figures suddenly landed in front of Xiao Chen.
A handsome boy with a broken right hand scattered the evil spirits that pounced on him in a few slaps.
"Yo, who should I be, it turns out to be your ugly thing!" The Severed Hand Boy looked at the ghost painting boy, and mocked in a weird way.
The cold boy next to him looked at Sitting Yama with a disgusted expression: "Sitting Yama, I didn't beat you to death last time, and now you are doing this murderous and treasure snatching thing again?" ”
These two people are none other than Ouyang De and Chen Shaojie.
It's just that these two people have blue noses and swollen faces, and it looks like they should have fought with someone.
The appearance of Ouyang De and Chen Shaojie made the ghost painting boy and the sitting Yan Luohan rain down.
Who is Ouyang De?
The eldest son of the Ouyang family, not to mention his strength, the Ouyang family's reputation in the void is also first-class.
The Chen family, not to mention, the monks who are mixed in the void, if they haven't heard of the Chen family, they will be laughed off.
And Chen Shaojie is a representative of rich and willful, and his strength is also the top god endlessly, Chen Shaojie can be said to be the prince charming in the hearts of thousands of fairies.
Although the ghost painting boy and the sitting Yama are both endless, there is no comparison with the two in front of them.
This is like Go, both are nine-dan national players, but the chess strength is high and low, and the strength is high.
"Ouyang De, Chen Shaojie. ”
Xiao Chen shouted in surprise, but Xiao Chen's face immediately changed, knowing that it was going to be over.
Sure enough, Ouyang De and Chen Shaojie looked back at Xiao Chen with a confused expression, and asked questions almost at the same time.
"How did you little guy know my name?"