Chapter 60: The Killer's Promise

Water droplets wear stones, he had heard of them when he was a child, but in the blink of an eye, he could turn several big trees into a whole thing, where can this be regarded as a water droplet, it is clearly an ice cube, and it is an extremely hard ice cube. .

Murphy gasped, gradually recovering from the shock, his eyes searching through the curtain of water.

"Ice and needle rain, such a terrifying Fu Wu! Even the big tree has been ground into powder, even if the Ninth Yama is a spiritual realm powerhouse, it is still flesh and blood, it should be finished now, right?"

Although the scene just now was terrifying, after Mo Fei's shock, he was not only not afraid, but also a little more happy.

It doesn't matter if you're terrifying, the more powerful Fu Wu is, the better, and it would be better if he could kill the Ninth Yama directly.

Suddenly, in the water curtain, a vague figure stood up faintly.

Now this figure is getting clearer and clearer, and Mo Fei, who was still faintly excited and excited just now, was stunned.

"This can't be! How could he still stand up after being hit by such a terrifying Fu Wu?"

He didn't know how powerful the spiritual realm powerhouse was, but he knew that at the moment when the needle rain suddenly fell from the sky, if he was replaced, a hundred lives would not be enough to die.

But now, the Ninth Yama is not only not dead, but can actually stand up!

Mo Fei's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, such a powerful Fu Wu couldn't kill the Ninth Yama, what should he do now?

Finally, the downpour gradually faded away, and the figure of the Ninth Yama once again fell into Mo Fei's eyes with great clarity.

There were only a few strips of rags left in the purple-black robe, and there were countless wounds on his arms and legs, as well as on his chest, several of which were not shallow, and blood dripped down his arms.

Suddenly raised his head, the blood-red eyes of the Ninth Yama looked straight over, Mo Fei's still a little happy mood just now disappeared in an instant, his whole body stiffened, he gritted his teeth in a cold sweat, and struggled to spit out words: "You, injured!"

Ninth Yama, blood-red eyes shrank suddenly.

Yes, he was injured.

Not to mention Mo Fei himself, even as a strong person in the spiritual realm, he never expected that an ordinary person, with the power of the runes, would really threaten him, and make him so embarrassed that he was covered in injuries.

He had promised that no matter what method Murphy used, as long as it could hurt him, he would let him go this time.

It was extremely difficult for Mo Fei to even move his fingers, but he had to grit his teeth and say these four words, which was to remind him to fulfill his previous promise.

The Ninth Yama closed his eyes, as if he was still thinking about it.

Mo Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could still discuss.

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared on the ground, and it grew larger and larger.

Mo Fei was startled, his eyes looked high into the sky, and his face suddenly showed surprise.

Fu Wu Ning's ice showers have not disappeared yet! The water droplets in the sky are quietly condensing.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest, Mo Fei's face turned pale, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, looked down at the flywheel tooth inserted in his chest, and the indifferent voice of the ninth Yama sounded in his ears: "Boy, I will teach you one more thing before you die, and don't be stupid in the next life to believe in the promise of a killer." ”

With a flick of his hand, Mo Fei flew out weakly, and he saw that the needle rain in the sky had finally fallen again, and he was chasing after the ninth Yama.

But immediately, the figure of the ninth Yama disappeared from the needle rain, and before Mo Fei could react, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Bang!

Mo Fei spurted out a mouthful of blood again, only to feel that all the bones in his body seemed to be shattered by this kick, and the pain was excruciating.

The ninth Yama was condescending and looked at Mo Fei who flew out upside down: "This seat has been here for so many years, and this time it was almost planted in the hands of your kid." Even if you die, you don't want to die easily. ”

Seeing that the Ninth Yama Luo still didn't give up and chased after him again, Mo Fei smiled bitterly in his heart: "What kind of rune master, return the power of the Heavenly Dao, in the face of death, no matter what he does, it is useless." ”

Suddenly, an incomparably familiar huge figure stood in front of him.

Roar!

With a terrible roar, a huge figure crashed into his body, and the bright red blood almost soaked his entire body.

Mo Fei was stunned, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he cried hoarsely: "Xiaobai, no!"

With the last bit of strength in his body, he tightly hugged the big tiger covered in blood, and fell into the depths of the waterfall together.

With a gloomy face, the Ninth Yama stood above the waterfall, looking down at the man and tiger that were gradually disappearing.

"Where did the white-fronted tiger come from, dare to block the last killing move of this seat, don't you want to live?"

Just a little bit, as long as the last move just fell on Mo Fei, he was sure that no matter how magical the rune was, Mo Fei would definitely die.

But the white-fronted tiger that had just suddenly rushed out blocked this move with his body at the last critical moment.

Although Mo Fei's injuries were extremely serious, and even if he was treated, it would be difficult for him to survive, but when he thought that his mortal blow was unsuccessful, the ninth Yama's heart was quite unhappy.

Suddenly, a rain of needles flew towards him again.

The ninth Yama's face changed: "Damn boy!"

Rumble!

At the top of the waterfall, a deafening loud sound was heard again.

At the same time, one after another, heavily armed Templars rushed towards this direction.

After an hour, the upper reaches of the waterfall gradually returned to calm, and within a few hundred meters of the surrounding area, all the flowers and trees disappeared, except for the still rushing river, which had at least widened several times the surface of the river, and nothing else.

Hundreds of steps away from the river, a figure staggered to its feet, covered in blood, almost unable to distinguish its appearance, but the murderous aura around his body was almost about to condense into substance, as well as the unique indifferent temperament of the Senluo Palace, all showed that this person was the Ninth Yama.

The cold eyes of the ninth Yama were flashing with furious flames, and two figures suddenly galloped from afar, his brows furrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth moved: "Say, what's the matter?"

The two middle-aged men glanced at each other, and one of them lowered his head and reported: "Ninth Adult, I don't know what happened to me, a large number of Templars of the Church of Light suddenly appeared around, and the number of them is increasing. We weren't rivals at all, and before we could meet, everyone but us had lost contact. ”

After speaking, the man looked around suspiciously, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, where is that Master Muzi?"

The ninth Yama, with a cold light in his eyes.

Burst!

This heaven-level killer of the Senluo Hall didn't even have time to react, his head flew up, and the blood sprayed out after a while.

The remaining heaven-level killer hurriedly closed his mouth, not even daring to breathe loudly, and was covered in cold sweat, for fear that he would also be killed by this ninth adult in a rage.

At the same time, he was still secretly scolding his companion who angered the Ninth Yama: "This guy, what kind of eyes?

"The Ninth Lord is so embarrassed, he must have just gone through a big battle. One of the nine great Yama leaders of the dignified Senluo Palace, he must be in a very bad mood when he was forced to be so embarrassed by a teenager."

"At this time, when you mention the rune master Muzi in person, you are looking for death. The key is that you can find your own death, don't bother me. ”