I don't know, do bad guys die from talking too much?

However, now he talks a lot, but it is someone else who wants to die.

Wang Sheng's wings shook, and the whole person turned into an urgent shadow, quickly heading towards the fire eagle that had been poisoned and poisoned.

Wang Sheng's speed has never been slow, but in the blink of an eye, Wang Sheng has already come to the front of the fire eagle.

Fire Eagle, at this moment, his lips and eyes are already purple-black.

The fire poison has already invaded his entire body, and it is good to be able to keep not flying.

Where is the strength to hide!

"Sure enough, the soul master who uses poison is the most numb!"

Huo Ying cursed in his heart, but now the most important thing for him was to avoid Wang Sheng's attack, otherwise he was afraid that he would follow in the footsteps of Beitang Qingtian.

I have to say that the fire eagle's on-the-spot combat reaction was very fast.

I saw that his wings were retracted, and he scattered his flying soul skills!

He immediately fell into free fall and smashed down quickly!

"Whoosh...."

Wang Sheng walked past him, and the fire eagle narrowly and narrowly dodged the blow.

However, he also underestimated Wang Sheng, and after Wang Sheng's blow failed, the whole person turned around, and quickly ascended to the top of the fire eagle.

At the same time, the sixth soul ring on his body lit up: "Sixth soul ring technique, Yan Wang Explosion!" ”

Wang Sheng, who was in the air, held high the Flame Sword Martial Spirit, and at the same time, the flame energy gathered quickly!

Soon, above the Flame Sword Martial Soul, the huge flame energy formed a huge three-color fireball that was ten meters in size.

"Drink....!"

With a loud shout, the Flame Sword Martial Spirit in Wang Shengjiang's hand instantly swung downward, and there was a huge three-color fireball ten meters long, and immediately headed towards the Fire Eagle.

"Bastard!"

Looking at the three-color fireball that was quickly coming towards him, Fire Eagle couldn't help but curse.

At the same time, he tried to control his body and prepare for the landing, after all, he was only a few meters away from the ground.

"Collapse...."

The Fire Eagle landed steadily, but looking at his iron-blue face and slightly trembling legs, he could understand. He's not as steady as he seems!

It's just a matter of holding on.

"Flutter ....."

His throat tumbled, and a mouthful of blood erupted from his mouth again.

Perhaps, spurting out this mouthful of blood, his poison was relieved a little, and his face looked slightly better.

Strength and body are also better.

I saw that his legs suddenly exerted force, and the whole person immediately pressed to the ground and went to the side, trying to dodge Wang Sheng's blow.

His speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed out of the attack range of a huge tricolor fireball that was ten meters long.

However, it is still the same sentence, he underestimated Wang Sheng too much.

I only heard the air, and Wang Sheng's cold voice came: "Explosion!" ”

"Boom....!"

As his words fell, a huge three-color fireball that was ten meters long exploded, and the three-color flames exploded in the explosion, rapidly bursting out in all directions.

The explosion made the three-color flame not only have terrifying burning power and even more terrifying high temperature.

A powerful shock wave was also formed, so where the three-color flames passed, everything was bulldozed, and then burned to ashes at the three-color flames.

In just the blink of an eye, within a hundred meters of the range, it turned into a sea of three-color fire.

And the Fire Eagle, which had already escaped from the attack range, was once again included in the attack range.

"Flutter ....."

Once again, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, not from the tricolored flames, but from the powerful impact of the explosion, making it seem as if he had been hammered.

There are some dents throughout the chest.

Then he once again experienced the power of the three-color flame.

He is really a gnashing of teeth!

He struggled, he didn't want to die here like this.

As a Contra Douluo, dying at the hands of a fifteen-year-old Soul Emperor, he is only afraid that he will be the first in history!

It will definitely be a shame to be thrown to future generations.

Absolutely not!

"Flutter...."

He struggled to take two steps forward, and immediately spurted out another mouthful of blood from his mouth, and then collapsed limply.

He doesn't want to, and he can't!

Because, with his now battered and poisonous body, he was no longer allowed to take even one more step.

He was desperate!

"Whoosh...!"

A figure quickly rushed into the sea of three-color fire and rescued the fire eagle, which was already in complete despair.

When they reappeared, they were already ten meters away from the sea of fire, and the person who came to their rescue was the old man.

Wang Sheng smiled, saving is affection, not saving is reason.

Because, it is impossible for a person in the shadows to let go of such a wonderful opportunity.

Sure enough, before the old man could stand firm, a long sword appeared on his side like a ghost.

Before he could react, he drew a graceful and strange arc.

"Brush...."

I saw that on the neck of the fire eagle, a wound slowly cracked, and then the blood that had completely turned purple and black spurted out like a fountain.

His whole body also began to twitch!

Apparently death is not far away!

Unless there is a soul master who can detoxify and heal at this time, even if the gods come, they can't save him.

The old man is no better.

At this moment, the right hand that was originally holding the fire eagle had already left his arm, and it fell to the ground along with the fire eagle.

"Silk...."

The old man gasped, it hurt too much.

It's just painful!

He is not without injuries, so he naturally understands how painful it should be when he is injured.

With his endurance, even if it is a broken hand, it shouldn't hurt so much.

"Death Sword!"

"Death Sword, it turned out to be Death Sword, hahahahaha!"

The old man laughed out loud, but his laughter was full of despair and fear, and a hint of anger!

"That's right, it's me!"

An elegant man in his forties and fifties slowly walked out from one side and stood in front of the old man.

When Elder Lion saw this man, his mouth opened, but he didn't say a word.

The other person who had never made a move, also with fear on his face at the moment, muttered: "Yes, yes, who else can kill the Fire Eagle with a sword and cut off the hand of the Great Elder!" ”

The Great Elder's face, at this moment, was so strong that the pain that had made him crazy had become very distorted.

The whole person trembled, but his eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man across from him.

Gritting his teeth, he said: "Death Sword, hahaha, the only Titled Douluo owned by the Star Luo Royal Family." In order to deal with us, they actually sent you out, aren't they afraid of being taken advantage of by the Martial Spirit Palace? ”

Death Sword, Fear Douluo.

The sword that wants to die, the sword that wants to die, the sword that hits it, the pain is not wanting to live, as if the whole body is divided little by little. Even a man who is beaten with iron can't bear half a moment.

It is really afraid of those who hear it, and those who meet it are afraid; The middle one, want to be reincarnated!

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