"Have you ever experienced despair?"

This broken Chinese carried a faint mockery, "I, the death plague, am the existence that brought you despair tonight." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Before the uncle could scold, the smoke wings behind the man who had already walked more than ten meters in front of the uncle suddenly opened.

Whew!

Suddenly, a wall of dense fog twenty meters in diameter appeared on four sides, enveloping all the people present.

An uncomfortable smell permeated the air, it was a toxin, and if you stay here for a long time, ordinary people will definitely be doomed.

Death Plague looked up at the sky, and the somewhat embarrassed Yan lowered his head, as if waiting for the judgment.

"Go help your brother and tell them they're ready to retreat. ”

Yan clenched his fists, as if he had been insulted, but if he looked closely, he could see that the guilt in his eyes was stronger.

Worship, this man who is already considered a strong man, has a worship in his heart for the leader of the first group of their god-killing group, and what he hates at this time is only his own defeat.

However, as a loser, it doesn't attract too many people's attention...... There is no protagonist aura.

Song Shijing was already standing with her uncle unconsciously, and the remaining mercenary members were also standing in front of Ren Ying, and a woman turned to look at the gas wall behind them, and fired a shot at the gas gun, but the bullet was embedded in the thick green gas.

"Fight quickly!" Chen Shaoyong let out a low snort, and the flower shirt on his upper body exploded directly!

Rush forward!

Song Shijing's body ran forward diagonally, the Demon Slayer Sword bloomed with brilliant cyan light, and the three thunderballs gathered one-third of her spiritual power and threw them directly towards the other party!

Death Plague raised an eyebrow, and stood there without moving.

Traps, illusions, and can turn themselves into smoke?

Chen Shaoyong's mind was obviously unable to keep up with the movements of his body, and the whole person jumped up low, his left knee forward, and his left fist slammed downward!

One punch to the flesh!

It's not an illusion, it's not an ability, it's, it's ignorance!

The action seemed to be slowing down, Chen Shaoyong's fist smashed the still handsome face of the dead plague, the other party's hooked nose seemed to collapse, and a tooth burst out of the mouth......

But only that's it!

The body of the death plague was only slightly twisted and swayed, and it seemed that the impact of Chen Shaoyong's full punch could only reach this extent!

The fist seemed to be glued to the side of the face of the death plague, and this scene made Song Shijing almost forget about the attack.

"Strength is good, Turtle Immortal. ”

Death Plague smiled, raised his left hand, and the speed was so fast that Chen Shaoyong couldn't catch the trajectory of the other party's palm, only to feel that a huge force came from his chest.

The body was thrown directly, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, leaving a fist-sized dark green mark on his chest.

"One. "The dead plague rubbed his nose with his fingers, and there was a nosebleed coming out, which was also light green......

"Hurry!" The wooden sword in Song Shijing's hand slashed through the air, and the three thunder balls impacted in a zigzag shape.

Death Plague said leisurely: "You are not bad, but unfortunately you don't know how to use your strength." ”

Swish!

The figure of the death plague disappeared directly in place!

Three thunderballs flew through the entanglement, only to cause a few ripples on the smoke wall!

What about people, people?

Song Shijing stood in place and was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt something and turned around quickly, but the moment she turned around, a strong big hand grabbed her neck and slowly lifted her up.

"What a beautiful oriental girl. ”

Death Plague whistled, grabbed Song Shijing's arm, and a thick green mist flowed out, burrowing into Song Shijing's nostrils.

Song Shijing's body trembled and immediately fell into stiffness, and then the death plague seemed to place a particularly precious work of art, and carefully put Song Shijing to the ground.

There was some sickly excitement on the face of the dead plague.

"You're a hundred times more beautiful now than just now!haha!"

"Fight with him!" a girl gritted her teeth and scolded, "This damn pervert!"

The only three remaining members of the mercenary group had given up guarding in front of Ren Ying, but they still hadn't given up their last hope, and the three of them cooperated with each other to attack the death plague from the left and right.

It's just a matter of dying in the past.

The power of the Death Plague was too strong for them, even beyond their comprehension.

Raising his left hand, three puffs of smoke poured out from the thick green wings behind the death plague, hitting the chests of the three of them one after another.

Like Song Shijing and Chen Shaoyong, the three of them slowly fell to the ground and fell into stiffness.

In the stiffness, he clearly felt the toxin eating away at himself, and slowly died in despair......

"Have you ever felt despair?"

The death plague muttered, covering his right eye with his palm, and his left eye fell on Ren Ying, who seemed to have stopped thinking as if he had sat on the ground.

"Have you felt it?"

Ren Ying's body trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her head, feeling a little difficult to breathe.

Death Plague walked towards Ren Ying step by step, facing this task goal that was just an ordinary person, Death Plague could already enjoy this perfect time for himself.

Artwork, he needs to make the most beautiful artwork, with this woman who looks very weak.

How similar it is to the daughter who died in his own hands back then.

Perhaps this girl can make more art than her daughter...... To be honest, he was tired of that toy.

Raising his hand, he wanted to touch Ren Ying's skin with his own hands and inject the toxin into every inch of her body......

"Ah......h

Her arms were shaking, but she was trying to get up.

With his left hand, he grabbed the semi-automatic rifle at his feet, braced his body, and slowly stood up little by little.

"Relax, relax," Death Plague approached cautiously, "relax your muscles and blood, so that you can reach perfection, relax ......"

Ren Ying lowered her head, her face fell into darkness, and she had already stood up straight.

His long hair hung down, and his bare feet were stained with blood.

Why......

Why is everyone like this......

She clutched the butt of her rifle in her left hand, and the semi-automatic rifle, which was not light on her, was slowly lifted flat.

When she looked up, her eyes were full of tears, and her fingers had already been pulled on the trigger, and she pulled it down with all her might!

"Ahh

Bang!

She swung the bullet forward like crazy, but Death Plague only raised her left hand, and a puff of green smoke easily stopped the bullet that hit him.

"What a disobedient little girl, huh?"

Death Plague suddenly turned his head, and his eyes seemed to see the roof of the building on the other side.

There was a power fluctuation that made him a little concerned, it should be the strong man who had defeated the grizzly bear head-on just now......

Death Plague glanced at his arm, and the power of the five potions that could burst out made him not afraid of any challenge.

But he still prioritizes his tasks, which is his professional ethics.

On the opposite roof, the figure in a starting position kicked its legs violently, bursting out with an initial velocity comparable to that of a bullet.

Sister Yu! Sister Yu is supporting this side!

Death Plague shook his head, and the figure disappeared with a bang again, and it was already in front of Ren Ying when it reappeared.

casually whipped away the eye-catching rifle, and the dead plague thrust one hand directly into Ren Ying's chest, and there was already a greedy look in his eyes.

Ren Ying's eyes were full of despair and wanted to cry, but this moment seemed to be silent......

Mom, did you kill your father?

But what can I do...... What can be done......

Mu Mu, I want to make you a lifetime lunch...... If I liked you, would you reject me......

Yes.

Hum!

A blue-blue light suddenly rose in front of Ren Ying, and there seemed to be a sword light slashing from the bottom up between the lightning and flint......

Qingguang condensed into a figure, blocking between Ren Ying and the death plague.

He was dressed in a cyan robe, the long sword he held in his right hand was pointed diagonally, and his long hair was fluttering from the headband.

Although it was only a condensation of light and shadow, it seemed to really exist, and that somewhat hazy figure exuded a power that made the death plague tremble!

Burst!

The thick smoke behind the dead plague spread out, and the figure of the dead plague immediately retreated.

The figure condensed by the blue light spoke lightly, and the sound did not ripple, but it spread throughout the night sky.

"Punish the sky. ”

The blue light sword rose, and the figure raised the sword to the sky, and almost instantly coincided with the figure of the death plague!

"Wood, wood, wood, ......"

The corners of Ren Ying's mouth trembled slightly, and tears finally slipped from the corners of her eyes......