The difference between strength and weakness is 235th
"It seems that I have to thank Miss Meng for her kindness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" The smile on the corner of Tangyuan's lips was a little contemptuous.
"No thanks, because I'll send you to Elysium!" Meng Nanshan's tone was a hint of coldness, and he snapped his fingers, and the two gold-based powerhouses beside him took a step forward, with a trace of gold thread flying in their hands.
Tang Yuan's palm solidified an ice shield and gave it to his father.
"Take it to the corner and hide." A hint of determination flashed in Tang Yuan's eyes.
He escaped the pursuit of wolves and crossed the sea of thousands of corpses, but he didn't expect to die at the hands of humans in the end.
A long sword solidified in his hand, and the smile on the corner of his lips was full of cold arrogance.
The moment the golden thread flew towards him, Tang Yuan turned over and flashed, his toes flickered, and with the help of the golden thread, he rose into the air and rushed towards the person who sent out the golden thread.
"I even want to counterattack, I don't know if I live or die!" Meng Nanshan snorted coldly, and another ability quickly launched a golden thread towards the rice balls.
An extremely light flash, accelerating the pace of his feet, kicked the chest of the gold-based ability, and the ability flew out a few meters in an instant.
Meng Nanshan was obviously surprised that Tang Yuan had such strength, and he didn't expect that her hand-to-hand combat was not inferior at all.
The gold-based ability is considered a long-range ability, and now it is solidified into a golden sword to fight with the rice balls, which is obviously out of the bottom line.
Tang Yuan's every movement was crisp and neat, and an ice sword swung in one go, quickly resisting the attack of the gold-based ability, turning defense into attack, and piercing the chest of the gold-based powerhouse with a sword.
"It's your turn next!" Tang Yuan slowly walked towards Meng Youran with a blood-stained sword.
Meng Youran's ability is to control corpses, and it is useless to treat those with abilities at all.
Step by step, he stepped back, not even half arrogant, and the cold sweat on his forehead gradually flowed down.
"Don't come here, I just want to make a joke with you!" Meng Nanshan felt that his life was threatened, and his attitude instantly softened.
"I want to send you to Elysium, too, it's no joke." The corners of Tangyuan's lips raised a smile in the city, which was so beautiful that it was soul-stirring, but Meng Nanshan at this moment could tremble.
Suddenly, Tang Yuan felt that his body could not be controlled by himself, and gradually suspended in mid-air.
"You seem to have completely ignored my existence, so sad!" The man in black walked slowly towards the rice balls with his hands in his hands, untied his cloak, and handed it to Meng Nanshan.
"Thank you, Master." Meng Nanshan came to his senses, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"It is natural for me to save my apprentice." The silver mask glowed faintly in the sunlight.
At this time, the four strangers quickly climbed up from under the house and half-knelt beside Meng Nanshan to show their disadvantage.
Turning his gaze back to Tang Yuan's body, the smile in his eyes raging.
"Your appearance of being fearless of life and death is really a bit disappointing, wouldn't Yebei be very sad." The masked man looked up at the rice balls. "But based on what I've known about him for many years, he should be sad enough to use your corpse, analyze your cells, and clone countless of you."
"That's not bad." Tang Yuan smiled slightly, even if he was suspended in the air with his strength, he couldn't see the embarrassment at all.
"The heart is really big, you don't have a little sadness, he can create another one of you at will, maybe on the basis of the original you, programming, to create a more obedient you, you will be completely forgotten, replaced by a clone that steals your appearance and character."
"What do you want to express when you say so much?" The smile on the corner of Tang Yuan's lips was full of disdain.
"I want you to despair, to let you know that you are also an outcast, to let you know that the last days bring only cruelty to people."
"I should be honored to let you waste so much time and words to make me despair."
"Don't be too narcissistic, I just like to make happy people despair, he didn't come back with you this time, it seems that she has hated you, but this time he is kinder than I imagined, he didn't kill you, maybe it's really a little bit of old love." The silver-masked man said close to Tang Yuan's cheek.
"Say whatever you want, and I'll listen to a joke."
"It seems that you are full of confidence in Yebei, or the loss of love is not a big enough blow to you, so what about the loss of loved ones." The silver-masked man set his eyes on Tang Henian, who was hiding in the corner. "I heard that you are a filial daughter, then if I let your father die in front of your eyes, I don't know if your expression that has not changed for a thousand years will be loosened."
"Things between us, come at me, don't bother others!" As soon as Tang Yuan heard that they were going to hurt him, Du's father immediately became nervous.
"no~no~" The man in black shook his hand. "Tangyuan, you may have thought wrong, Nanshan told her why we had to deal with her!"
"Tangyuan, there is no grudge between us, do you know why I want to kill you?" Meng Nanshan had an arrogant smile on the corner of his lips.
Tang Yuan glared at her fiercely and didn't say a word.
"That's because I don't like you, so you have to die, whoever made you weak, I'm strong."
Tang Yuan looked at Meng Nanshan's eyes with a hint of killing intent, and this killing intent was intuitively detected by Meng Nanshan.
Snap, a crisp slap, and the beautiful side face of the rice balls immediately raised red steamed buns, leaving a clear slap print.
"It hurts my hand!" Meng Nanshan shook his palm. "I don't like your eyes, I'll gouge out your eyes when I get rid of your father."
"So do you know the reason now?" The silver-masked man stood behind Tang Yuan. "Because others don't like you, you don't like your family either, so be a person you like in the next life."
The silver-masked man snapped his fingers, signaling that Meng Nanshan could make a move.
"Go down and kill those two old men for me!"
The two supernatural people beside Meng Nanshan quickly jumped down and approached Tang Henian and An Shikang, who was already crazy!
"Don't!" Tang Yuan's hands were clenched into fists, trying to break through the air pressure that suppressed him, but he couldn't do anything at all.
The Adept approached Tang Henian with a big knife, Tang Henian immediately picked up the shield to block it, and the other Adeptus snatched the shield.
Tang Henian's speed naturally couldn't catch up with the ability, and after just a few steps, he was blocked back into the corner by the ability, and the big knife stabbed straight towards Tang Henian with a cold light.
Tang Yuan's fingernails were already tightly sunk into the flesh, blood slowly dripped to the ground along his hands, and a snowstorm was blowing all around him, and he used almost overdrawn strength to contend with the power that suppressed him.
The big knife was getting closer and closer to Tang and Nian, almost piercing Tang and Niandu's skin, and suddenly at this moment, a long fiery red whip flew by, whipping the two supernatural ones.