"Are these guys still human?" Wang Anyuan frowned at it, he had never seen such a bloody scene in the movie. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the middle-aged man's side was almost dead. The tuberculosis man's henchmen had been staring at him all the time, and he had barely managed to hold on to a single magazine, and now it looked like he was about to become a monster's meal.

"Go, don't let everyone die, you have to leave one alive. Nangong didn't seem to have a trace of discomfort in the current scene, and he was very interested in watching it, and he didn't forget to urge Wang Anyuan.

She turned her head to see that Wang Anyuan's figure was long gone.

The middle-aged man ran into a dead end, with a hard wall behind him. He looked at the henchman in front of him who had been shot by him more than 20 times, and even his brains were dripping on his face, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He glanced left and right, a look of despair in his eyes, and the expression on his face calmed down. He took out a cigarette from his bosom and put it to his mouth, lit it with his right hand, and the hand that lit the fire trembled slightly.

"Fuck your mother, it's not good for me to run into you monsters. The middle-aged man took a deep puff of his cigarette, then threw the cigarette butt to the ground and cursed fiercely.

The henchman's subordinates got closer and closer, and the blood on the side of the mouth and the crimson murderous eyes were clearly visible. The middle-aged man pulled out a dagger from his waist, looked at him and sneered: "Come on, I'll see how capable you are this monster." ”

The henchman's subordinates opened their mouths and let out a low roar, their eyes flashed red, and the whole person pounced.

So fast, the middle-aged man was shocked. He couldn't see the monster's movements at all, and could only barely see a gray shadow flash in front of his eyes.

, fight. The middle-aged man slashed hard in front of him with a dagger. It seemed to hit something hard, and the next moment, the monster flew upside down with a scream.

The middle-aged man was startled, and when he looked at it, he saw that the monster's two arms were broken at elbows, and it was rolling on the ground in embarrassment.

My good man, it turns out that Lao Tzu is so powerful. The middle-aged man was surprised and delighted, and quickly became proud. He swept the dagger in his hand and was about to go up and make up for a few more knives, when suddenly a series of miserable cries sounded in his ears.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look, only to see a pale golden streamer appear on the field, shuttling back and forth among the monsters feasting on human flesh with great spirituality. Every time the pale gold streamer passed a monster, the monster's limbs fell off without warning, and the incision was extremely smooth.

In just a moment, all the monsters were slashed to death.

It turned out that it wasn't my job. The middle-aged man hurriedly shrank his neck, and his original eagerness to try became honest again.

From the moment the pale golden streamer appeared, the face of the tuberculosis man began to change greatly. Completely ignoring his men, he turned around, jumped into a car and drove out of the factory.

At this time, a tall figure fell from the sky from the top of the factory. Just as the figure was about to land, a light gold streamer flew to his feet in a circle, carrying him out.

Can you fly?!The middle-aged man's eyes are almost visible. He has seen a lot today, monsters that are not afraid of bullets and eat people, sharp streamers, flying men, this world is too dangerous and he needs to be quiet.

The middle-aged man looked at the monster howling all over the ground, swallowed his saliva carefully, and was about to sneak away quietly, when a palm gently patted him on the shoulder.

"It's so easy to stay, how can you let you run. The middle-aged man looked back and saw that he was a beautiful woman with all kinds of amorous feelings. The next moment, he felt the back of his neck tighten, and he was lifted by one hand and moved quickly.

Wang Anyuan stepped on the flying sword and chased after the fleeing car. His sword escape technique is very fast, and the distance between the two is constantly shortening, and it is not surprising that he will soon be able to catch up.

At this moment, the jade gui on Wang Anyuan's chest emitted a glowing white light, and Nangong's voice sounded in his mind: "Wang Anyuan, hurry up and stop him." A kilometre ahead, passers-by appeared, so don't let them know that we're there. ”

Wang Anyuan's face turned pale, and he replied in a deep voice: "I understand." ”

His eyes were fixed on the car, his mind spun rapidly, and he had an idea in an instant.

Wang Anyuan slowly lowered the flying sword, and soon it was about as tall as the car. He took a deep breath, added a "Wind Resisting Technique" to himself, and jumped off the flying sword.

Wang Anyuan violently increased the output of spiritual power and divine thoughts, and the Qingping Sword was helped and without the burden of Wang Anyuan's weight, and his speed skyrocketed in an instant.

The pale golden sword light turned into a vague phantom, and swooped into the bottom of the car.

With the blessing of the Wind Resisting Technique, Wang Anyuan landed lightly, and then immediately ran towards the car.

Then. The car made a tooth-aching sound, and with a "boom" burst into flames, tumbling and exploding.

The Qingping sword flew out of the firelight, and the milk swallow returned to Wang Anyuan's palm like a nest, turning and jumping like a fish.

Wang Anyuan slowed down and slowly approached the burning car.

Was it burned to death? He inspected for a while, but there was no movement in the car, and his heart gradually relaxed, and he planned to use Yugui to report the situation to Nangong.

But at the moment when he had just relaxed his vigilance, the car in front of him burst violently, and a black shadow was wrapped in the broken iron pieces and splashed dirt, and it rushed towards Wang Anyuan like lightning.

Wang Anyuan was caught off guard, the speed of this black shadow was too fast. His pupils narrowed suddenly, and a hideous-looking, charred and stinking figure was reflected in his eyes, which was none other than the man with tuberculosis who had fled.

It turned out that he had been lurking beneath the mud and waiting for this inevitable attack.

The image of the tuberculosis man changed dramatically at this time, he had multiple burns all over his body, and his skin was ulcerated in large areas, revealing the dark red muscles inside. His teeth bulged, his eyes shone fiercely, and his face was as hideous as a ghost.

At some point, a long nail grew on the ten fingers of his hands, flashing with cold light, sharp as a knife, and grabbed straight at Wang Anyuan's head.

If he was caught by these hands, Wang Anyuan's head would burst open like a watermelon in an instant.

Seeing that the tuberculosis man's hand was about to touch the tip of Wang Anyuan's eyebrows, the sharp qi had already stimulated Wang Anyuan's scalp to tingle for a while. But the man's movements suddenly froze, his expression froze, and the whole person stood still like a sculpture.

It was so close that he gave up this great opportunity.

Wang Anyuan retreated quickly in silence, stretching the distance between himself and the tuberculosis man. He gasped for air, a feeling for the rest of his life.

He looked up to see where the tuberculosis man was still deadlocked. But soon, only a "snort" was heard, like the sound of tearing a piece of silk cloth. A red line appeared in the very center of the man's face, and the red line stretched all the way to his chin, Adam's apple, and chest.

By the end, the tuberculosis man was neatly cut into two pieces and spread out on the ground from side to side.