Countless steel bars pierced in, and they continued to pierce upwards.

Is Blowing Snow dead?

When I opened my eyes slowly, why didn't I feel pain?

Hey?

Directly dumbfounded.

The steel bar didn't actually penetrate into his body, but stabbed into the ceiling above the weird king's head continuously.

What's going on?

What is the purpose of attacking the ceiling? It's incredible!

The strange man king suddenly looked nervous, and scolded in a hideous face: "Who is it? How dare you underestimate my husky? Look for death! ”

More!

More!

More rebar!

Rushing overhead, smashing the ceiling above your head.

Countless steel bars converged and pierced the ceiling, like a tent.

Blowing snow is still amazed.

At this moment, she also felt-

"Boom", "boom", "boom", the earth shook - something huge was approaching!

And it's blazing fast, what the hell?

Something terrible is coming! Right above their heads!

There was a bang.

Suddenly, a behemoth rushed out of the ceiling and smashed into the weird king, knocking him directly into the ground.

And the behemoth didn't stop at all, it continued to go down, and rushed directly to the floor below with the weird king.

Boom boom.

It's like a train crossing the border.

The ceiling and floor were directly shattered, and the dust was flying and the ground was full of rubble.

The uncontrolled blowing snow fell from the sky, and she was almost pierced by the steel bars under her body, but fortunately she was delicate and soft.

Look up, what the hell is this?

The "train" that fell from the sky finally came to a slow stop.

It's actually a big golden pillar!

It's incredible.

Fuyuki was dumbfounded.

Falling from the sky, a large pillar pierced the wall and drove the strange king below? What's going on?

No wonder the strange king was nervous like that just now, and the steel bars did not blow the snow but pierced the ceiling.

But even the weird king couldn't have imagined that it would be an iron pillar that came out!

With a thud, another breach broke in the ceiling, and a figure slid down holding the pillar.

Blowing Snow cried out in a lost voice, "Why are you?!" ”

It was actually the bald Tang San, Tang San was just about to follow the fine hoop stick and continue to slide down the floor below, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Looking back, he screamed. "What kind of snow is blowing? Finally found you! ”

Tang San wiped his eyes in disbelief and was stunned: "What kind of shape are you?" ”

What kind of snow is this blowing, being dragged by so many iron rods, what is this practicing hard qigong lying on the nail board?

"Bald brother, I'm ......" Blowing Snow's words stuck in his throat and swallowed back.

Then he suddenly turned his head and said indignantly: "What are you doing when you come back?" ”

"Huh?" Tang San walked over, was scolded like this for some reason, and immediately replied: "What are you angry about?" Where else can I go if I don't come back? ”

"You go, leave us alone! Don't you like to go alone? So what are you coming back for? Let's go! ”

"Yo? Are you not happy to come back from the poor monk? Good! Let's go! Tang San turned around and left, "Don't regret it." ”

Tang San turned around angrily and left.

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fuxue's tearful face, and he froze.

This blowing snow and crying?

Tang San had never seen her cry like this.

Although he pouted his face, but the pear blossom with rain on his face, tears just couldn't stop pouring out.

Tang San was stunned: "You...... What are you? ”

Why are you scolding and crying at the same time? What the hell is going on?

Blowing Snow didn't answer, but leaned on the steel bars, burying his head and sobbing softly.

Tang San became more and more puzzled, and looked around suspiciously: "What about the apprentices?" What about them? ”

At this time, he finally saw the extremely tragic scene, just in the elevator, the eight covers, the little white dragon and the sand monk, were all dressed up by those straight things!

Tang San's brain instantly went blank.

What's going on?

He rushed over mechanically with his hands and feet, obviously only a few meters apart, but he felt that this road seemed to be thousands of miles away.

It was as if he was so far away from his apprentices, as far away as yin and yang, "Bagai, Little White Dragon, Sha Monk, what's wrong with you?" Wake up! ”

Tang San raised his arm, wanting to touch his apprentices.

Suddenly, there was a bang.

Something pierced his palm and grabbed him.

The intense pain instantly woke Tang San up.

He woke up from his distraction, and looked down to see that his palm had been pierced by an iron rod.

Hurt......

What kind of iron rod is this? It was obvious that a steel bar broke out of the ground.

It's not over yet, that's it.

Overhead, there was a thudding thud above his feet, and countless steel bars broke through the wall and pierced towards his bald head.

He suddenly understood that the apprentices were pierced to death by this kind of move!

Damn!

Bang bang

Fortunately, Tang San cut off the steel bar under his hand in time and dodged to dodge, otherwise he would have gone with his apprentices just now.

Tang San asked sharply: "Which demon is not afraid of death?" Hurry up! ”

There was no response, but soon Tang San sensed the movement.

The pillar that had just come down from the roof was not a pillar, it was his shackle, which was swaying violently between the two floors.

Who's moving his rod?

In fact, Tang San didn't know that he had just smashed the Strange Man King down with a stick, and he didn't know how many layers he had smashed below.

He raised his hand and pulled out the half of the steel bar in his hand, threw it out with a bang, blood flowed, and gritted his teeth, ripped off a strip of cloth from his body and wrapped it around his hand.

Good guy, as strong as Tang San would actually get hurt?

That's right, this is the first time he's been so badly injured since coming down the mountain.

The main reason was that he was shocked by the tragic situation of the apprentices just now, lost his mind, and had no defense at all, so he was sneak attacked.

Turning his head to look at the three apprentices who were being put on, the pain in his heart was worse than the wound on his hands.

He tried his best to come back to Fuyuki and his apprentices, but he didn't expect it to be a step too late.

Of the four companions, three were killed, and only one was left to blow the snow. If this is one step too late, the consequences are unimaginable......

Remorse and self-blame set off the anger of revenge in his heart, Tang San stepped towards the fine hoop stick, who was shaking his rod? Could it be the murderer who killed his own apprentices?

He had to die!

As soon as I walked over, there was a broken sound of "click" and "click", and a shocking scene appeared.

On the pillar of the fine hoop rod, countless cracks climbed up from below, leading to the ceiling, and the next second.

Bang.

The rod burst open, shattering into countless pieces of iron.

"Finesse Stick!" Tang San covered his face and exclaimed.

How can it be?

How did this peerless divine soldier explode?

This thing is the hardest existence in the world, how could it be broken?

The broken pieces of iron "boom" and "boom" fell to the ground, and the big pillar in front of him collapsed instantly, leaving only two large holes above the head and under the feet.

At this time, a magical scene appeared!

Covered in black armor, with barbs on his back, and a black and gold cloak—

A majestic figure with a hellish cold aura slowly flew up from the hole in the ground!

The Weirdo King?!