Chapter 1299: Fart ~ The stock grows on the face

Bang!

Before Yue could come back to his senses, a burst of fire burst out of the house and hit Lu Heibai's body directly.

Lu Heibai's body, along with the stone table in front of him, was instantly blown away. The stone table was shattered, and Lu Heibai also spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, and when he hit the ground, he was already unconscious, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Powerful fire, tough enemies.

Eleventh level supernatural person.

This was the only thing Yue Zhong could think of, and that kind of shooting speed could only be achieved by an eleventh-level superability.

"Let's go? It's ridiculous, no one wants to leave today. "A short man came out of the house, looking to be in his sixties.

The man was lying on his back, holding a flower handkerchief in his hand, and coughed lightly against his mouth.

"Who are you?" Yue Zhong stared at the middle-aged and elderly man in front of him, and his body tightened up like never before.

I don't even have a master by my side now, Made, I should bring Xiao Qiao in.

In the outside world, he can still rely on some modern means to be a yin person, in the Ten Thousand Realms Mountain, don't even think about it.

Unless you get all those ice-eating beasts on the city wall, so many ice-eating beasts, even if the eleventh-level supernatural are surrounded, it will be **** in the blink of an eye.

But those ice-eating beasts even bite him wildly, and if they want to follow his command to attack others, it is definitely something that cannot be +1+本~read++ybdu.

"Me? You can call me Senro, but it's useless to tell you your name, because you're going to hell soon. "Senluo is not Chinese, he has a European face, and he speaks Huaxia quite slipperily.

"People in the same boat?" Yue Zhong asked.

"You're Yue Chong, but you're a little smart. But alas, your cleverness is not used in the right place. If you had joined us in the same boat earlier, you would not have died. Sen Luo sneered.

What Yue Zhong hates the most is a guy like Sen Luo who pretends to be a beep.

"It's like I'm dead, I haven't been beaten, don't be so confident." Yue Chong's eyes were calm, and he was a little anxious in his heart. Lu Heibai has fainted to death, and his breath looks very weak, I'm afraid he won't last long.

"Hahaha, interesting, as rumored, you kid is really arrogant. But with my arrogance, you're really looking for the wrong person. Sen Luo said extremely arrogantly.

Indeed, as an eleventh-level superpower, he was qualified to be arrogant in front of Yue Zhong.

Sen Luo can feel Yue Chong's realm, but he is only at the peak of control, and even, he is not even half a step, how can he match himself?

If he can't even kill a pinnacle of control, then he can really go back to the furnace and rebuild.

"If my master has any three longs and two shortcomings, I swear that I will let you go to hell, and I will let your entire Tongzhou Association go to hell!" Yue Chong's face was cloudy, and Lu Heibai's body had begun to tremble slightly, and blood kept spurting out of his mouth.

If you don't treat it, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it for too long.

"Just you?" Sen Luo's tone was very disdainful, "Control the peak, what qualifications do you have to shout at me?" It's really funny, if I want, don't talk about your master, even those cats and dogs behind you, I can kill them when I raise my hand. Hey, I thought it would be fun to kill them in front of you, so let's try it. ”

"You can try one!" Yue Chong's body was wanton with murderous intentions.

Sen Luo was a little surprised, he didn't expect Yue Chong's killing intent to be so strong.

I really don't know how many people have to be killed to form such a powerful murderous aura.

"No wonder I'm so able to jump, I still have some ability. Well, I'll give you a chance to live. Kneel before me and beg me for mercy, and then hand over what you have received from the Fellow Boat Society, and, of course, make up for the benefits you have received from the Pan-World Organization. Sen Luo grinned.

In Sen Luo's opinion, Yue Zhong has always been a cockroach.

Whether you want to live or die is in his hands.

"Father-in-law, this dead camel is crazy!" Before Yue Zhong could speak, Lei Tuzhu muttered.

Lei Tuzhu has always spoken very energetically.

Sure enough, as soon as this thing spoke, Sen Luo's face darkened.

Sen Luo hates others calling him a dead camel the most, Made, Lao Tzu is just bent over, Lao Tzu is not a camel, let alone a dead camel.

"Little fat man, how about I say I'll kill you first?" Sen Luo's eyes had narrowed into a line, staring at Lei Tu Pig like a poisonous snake.

"Kill you big ~ master, can you shout the little fat man? You dead camel is so ugly and embarrassed, I don't even know how your parents gave birth to you. When I built you, I used the rear ~ entry type, look at your fart~ The strands are all on your face. Lei Tuzhu scolded Sen Luo.

Everyone was holding back their laughter, and even Yue Zhong almost couldn't hold back.

Fat Lei's mouth is really damaged.

But it's a good scolding.

Sounds so cool!

Yue Zhong is cool, but the dead camel, the forehead is not right, it is Sen Luo, and his mood is not very beautiful.

What is a fart~ The head of the stock is on the face, and Sen Luo, who has always studied the Chinese language, also recalled the yin damage of this sentence after a long time.

To be honest, he wanted to kill Lei and slaughter pigs now, even more so than he wanted to kill Yue Chong.

This damn dead fat boy, you're fucking embarrassed to call me ugly, just your fat, your dead pig face, are you better looking than me? Lao Tzu I can at least play with women, can you? Your chirps are probably drowned in fat!

"Dead fatty, it seems that you really want to die. In that case, I'll fulfill you! Sen Luo waved his hands, and suddenly, a strong force of fire rose from in front of Yue Chong, and slammed straight towards the Thunder Slaughter Pig.

Yue Chong's body has been in a high degree of tension, and seeing Sen Luo make a move, Yue Chong's body also moved back quickly, blocking in front of the thunder slaughtering pig, directly facing the violent impact of fire.

"Take my master, go!" Yue Zhong shouted.

"Let's go? Do you think you can stop me? Sen Luo smiled at the corner of his mouth, and violently urged the power of fire, completely enveloping Yue Chong's body.

"What a scum!" Sen Luo couldn't help but sneer when he saw Yue Zhong being overwhelmed by the power of his own fire.

However, as soon as his sneer fell, the power of fire that shrouded Yue Chong's body suddenly exploded. Yue Chong's aura was extremely strong, filled with a tyrannical smell.

"Berserk power?" Sen Luo is an eleventh-level powerhouse, so he naturally understands the power of rage.

"No wonder it's so good, it turns out that it has this kind of special ability." Sen Luo's face was also slightly solemn, you must know that the power of rage is an extremely rare special ability, and the strength is very strong.

Yue Chong's realm was only the pinnacle of control, but with the power of rage, even half a step of Qiankun couldn't suppress him.

"But alas, you've met me Senluo! Flame Blast! With a wave of his right hand, a bolt of fire condensed out, and it looked extremely lethal.

"Shock your sister, Ten Thousand Buddha Swordsmanship!" Yue Zhong did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed towards Sen Luo is head.