Chapter 635: Mr. Cang Mang Makes a Move
"Damn, who just said they were going to level the lighthouse? I'm standing here, and I have the ability to step on one for me to see. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”
The strange old man was the chief conductor of the lighthouse, Mr. Cangmang, who was digging his nostrils as he walked here, just like the first time I met him, he was born like an uncle in the market, but he was such a person who looked out of tune, but at this time I had a feeling that I was closer than seeing my own mother.
It couldn't have come at a better time!
"You're just in time, lest I go to Beijing to find you." Zhou Batian got up from the ground and wiped the corners of his mouth, stretched out his arms, and slowly rose into the sky, behind him, a large gloom pressed over, just like the celestial phenomenon before the storm, I saw it for the first time, manpower can change the weather, I have to say, Zhou Batian is too strong.
"Fuck, if you fight, you fight, fly to the sky and pretend to be something, isn't it just a change to the hand bones of a nine-tailed fox demon, as if you are invincible in the world, I also want to see and see, how rampant this bullshit floating cloud palm is." Mr. Cang Mang said to himself, his shoulders shook, his coat slipped off, and the judge, like a little brother, reached out and caught it with great eyesight.
What I couldn't stand the most was that the judge also took a folding chair and put it behind Shen Cangmang, and Mr. Cangmang was not polite and sat on it.
Behind the judge, there were also four people dressed in black, with straight waists, as if they were from military backgrounds.
I took this opportunity to climb up to Han Xiaolin, and my soul power probed, and her soul was not seriously damaged, but she was stunned, and her internal organs were bleeding. However, for zombies, it is not impossible to disembowel, so don't worry too much.
Paul's strength can't hurt Han Xiaolin like this, it should be the result of Zhou Batian's action after I was defeated.
The man in black was very eye-catching, and helped me hug Mei Niang and Liu Yun over, and the two of them were stunned by the shock wave, but it was fine.
Then, the four of them stood around us like guards, with a faint aura of murder. As if to warn those werewolves who are eyeing each other, don't act rashly.
Paul stood across from the judge, his brow furrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Shen Cangmang, they all say that you are a myth of the supernatural circle, today, I will let you know what a myth is!" Zhou Batian roared in a low voice, fighting intent Brahma, not afraid of Shen Cangmang at all.
Behind him, dark clouds rolled and covered the sky, as if the traitors who aided the abuse, waving their flags and shouting for him.
The demon claw is becoming more and more condensed, and this time on the edge of the demon claw, there are thunder arcs swimming, I saw that a poplar forest outside the logistics area could not withstand the pressure of the demon claw, "click" broke one after another, and the leaves flew all over the sky.
I propped my hands on the ground, and saw puffs of green smoke rising down Shen Cangman's hair, and he still looked like a hanger, smoking leisurely, fearless.
The demon claws slapped in the air, the air seemed to be torn, a maddening buzzing sound filled my eardrums, the man in black couldn't bear this kind of coercion, and involuntarily sat on the ground, my arms also trembled vigorously, and my chest was very stuffy, as if bearing hundreds of pounds of weight.
The judge did not move, his clothes were blown by the wind, and the werewolf, led by Paul, had already retreated dozens of meters in a panic, for fear of being affected.
The earth trembled, and the claws descended.
Just when the demon claw was less than ten meters from the ground, Mr. Cang Mang threw away the cigarette fart and pouted: "This little ability also dares to call a myth, aren't you afraid of being laughed at and lose your big teeth?" ”
As he spoke, he stood up, and a white air current surged through him, curling up, and above his head it turned into a huge dragon claw, and the dragon claw shook with the demon claw from the bottom up.
The strong wind blew wantonly, I was lifted out with Han Xiaolin in my arms, and rolled on the ground several times in a row, and the few men in black were just as embarrassed as me, but they were still dutiful, and protected Mei Niang and Liu Yun at the moment they were lifted away.
The werewolves hid even further, and it was clear that even if they were physically strong, they would not dare to participate in such a battle.
The aftermath dissipated, I saw Zhou Batian, he was still in the sky, but he had long since lost the light wind just now, his clothes hung on his body like strips of cloth, his hair was messy, the dust in his hand had also turned into a wooden stick, and there were blood stains hanging on the corners of his mouth and ears, extremely embarrassed.
Looking down, I saw Mr. Cang Mang, who was sitting in a chair, lighting another cigarette, and was now exhaling a smoke ring, calm and calm.
"Boy surnamed Zhou, is there any sixth or seventh style? I haven't had a good time yet. Mr. Cang exclaimed.
Zhou Batian's face turned blue and red for a long time, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Shen Cangmang, let's green mountains and green water will not change, let's see!" ”
After saying a cruel word, Zhou Batian's feet stomped in the void, and his body retreated into the black clouds, apparently afraid of Shen Cang.
The black clouds moved quickly into the distance, and the sky cleared again.
I staggered to my feet, walked up to Shen Cangmang, and asked puzzledly, "Mr. Cangmang, why didn't you kill Zhou Batian just now?" ”
In my opinion, to be able to defeat Zhou Batian in one move, Mr. Cangmang has the strength to destroy the other party.
The judge's words shook my heart.
"If it weren't for Mr. Cangman's injury, how could that old dog be allowed to be presumptuous!"
I glanced over and saw that some blood was oozing from Mr. Cang's shirt.
Under the penetration of blood, a circle of white gauze can be seen wrapped in the shirt.
I thought that Mr. Cang had been sitting on the chair to show his disdain for Zhou Batian and to pretend to be forced, and he was hurt when he sat on the chair.
I'm scrubbing, I can repel Zhou Batian if I am injured, if I am not injured, how strong will Mr. Cang be strong?
At the same time, another question came to my mind, who could hurt Mr. Cang?
"Xiao Luo, Zhou Batian didn't have the guts to trouble you before he recovered from his injuries, you take the people back to rest, I still have to go to Gansu, Chen Xiao's kid provoked people who shouldn't be messed with, you little guys, none of them make me worry." Mr. Cang sighed and walked away with the help of the judge.
Looking at his slightly old back, my heart is sour, at such an age, if you put it in ordinary people, it is the time to retire, but he lives on the tip of the knife all day long, and he has to run back and forth for us juniors.
I clenched my fists vigorously, looked at the sky where Zhou Batian left, and secretly decided in my heart that I must slash Zhou Batian!