Chapter 0187 You Can't Survive If You Can't Die...

After a hundred breaths, Feng Xiaoyang and Sima Yuntian each killed four people, at this moment, both of them had a feeling of great joy, and the pleasure of killing made them forget all their worries and concerns. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info。 しw0。

The situation was reversed, and now it was no longer the original, more than a dozen men in black were eyeing them, but they were provoking the few remaining men in black.

"Come, come, Iron Law Gate, come on, Lao Tzu is here."

"Boy, I usually heard that you guys are all here, what's the matter, cowardly"

Feng Xiaoyang was holding a blue light sword, and the blade of the sword was pointed directly at a man in black, he was not in a hurry to make a move, and began to chatter, Sima Yuntian was also infected by Feng Xiaoyang, he climbed his momentum to the point of saying: "Don't, I said, I am a sixth-level lawmaker of the Iron Law Gate." ”

With a pop, Wu Ming shot out his fingers, and opened a bloody hole in Zao Wouji's body.

Yes.

Zao Wou-Ki let out another scream, and then he looked at Wu Ming with an extremely angry look.

"The surname is Wu, you, you."

"What's wrong with me"

"I've already said it, why are you still doing it?"

Wu Ming sneered: "Hehehe, when did I say it, I won't make a move if you say it"

"You."

At this moment, Zao Wou-Ki completely understood what it meant to survive without dying, before, what he said to Wu Ming was too superficial, it was just a kind of survival without dying, but this time, Wu Ming explained to him another kind of survival without dying, and even crying without tears.

Subsequently, Wu Ming asked some more questions.

Zhao Wou-Ki was more hardened for a while, and then softened again, he had been completely desperate to be tortured by Wu Ming, he knew that he was going to die today, but, if he didn't speak, Wu Ming had a thousand strange moves to torture him, and the most depressing thing was that even if he said it completely according to Wu Ming's requirements, he could only hope that Wu Ming would not go back on his word.

In the end, Wu Ming conjured up the bloodthirsty magic knife and thrust it into the ground.

There is no need for Wu Ming to do anything at all, the current Zhao Wou-Ki is full of holes, although it is not fatal, but the blood keeps flowing out, but the bloodthirsty demon knife's thirst for blood makes the blood in Zhao Wouji's body flow faster and faster, and in Zhao Wouji's frightened gaze, the red blood on the ground converged into tiny blood streams towards the bloodthirsty demon knife and was absorbed by the bloodthirsty demon knife.

One can imagine what kind of mood it was for Zao Wou-Ki at this moment, he watched his blood being absorbed by a magic knife, but he didn't have the slightest way at all, he was already gradually feeling dizzy, which was a sign that his blood was about to run out.

At this time, Feng Xiaoyang and Sima Yuntian had already finished down more than a dozen black-clothed people, and they came to Wu Ming's side, and then looked at Zhao Wuji at this moment, they could only be described in four words, miserable.

Feng Xiaoyang frowned, and muttered in Wu Ming's ear: "This, brother, are we a little too much?"

Wu Ming suddenly glanced at Feng Xiaoyang.

"Do you know what would happen to us if we changed positions today"

Feng Xiaoyang sighed and said no more.

As he spoke, Zao Wou-Ki's blood had been sucked dry by the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife, and without blood, Zao Wou-Ki's life naturally came to an end, Wu Ming glanced at Feng Xiaoyang and Sima Yuntian again, and then walked to Zao Wou-Ki's side.

Although Zhao Wouji's cultivation is not very good, Wu Ming will not waste it, after sucking Zhao Wouji dry, Wu Ming asked Feng Xiaoyang and Sima Yuntian to retreat, his demon scale arm pressed on the ground, and then looked at the corpses of the dozen or so black-clothed people, and quickly dried up.

Such a scene also happened when they were in the backyard of Piaoxiangju, but Feng Xiaoyang and Sima Yuntian didn't see it, at this moment, the two of them widened their eyes, and watched more than a dozen corpses quickly dry up, and they could even see some air currents gushing out from the corpses, condensing along the ground to Wu Ming's demon scale arm.

Zhao Wuji and Sima Yuntian had to think about it, now that Wu Ming's magic skills could actually absorb people's essence in the air, if they continued to develop, how terrifying it would be

Next, Wu Ming collected the bloodthirsty demon knife and the true demon body, and he also collected the Qiankun bag of Zhao Wouji and others, and some surprises were that Zhao Wouji's Qiankun bag contained a token of the sixth-level lawkeeper of the Iron Law Gate, this thing should be useful in the future, and if nothing else, it seems that it is useless, so he simply took it first.

After doing this, Wu Ming looked at Feng Xiaoyang and Sima Yuntian.

"What are you looking at me like that?"

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