Chapter 95: What the Hell Is Going On!

Crisis is coming!

Huo Tong rushed over anxiously, but he was still slow, and he could only watch the black snake attack Jun Tingge!

"The host β€”β€”!"

At this moment, suddenly the wind blew all around, and the sky and the earth instantly darkened!

Jun Qinge squinted, and suddenly a figure flashed out of thin air like a ghost, blocking in front of her!

And when the black snake met him, it disappeared in an instant!

Jun Qingge's eyes wide!

Looking at the person in front of him, he couldn't help but step forward, "Mobei-"

Suddenly, her voice was silenced.

The murderous aura on the man in front of her was like death descending, and even she couldn't help but shudder.

The wind blew his clothes and stirred, the belt broke, and the black hair like a waterfall flew wildly behind him, ghostly!

Jun Qinge was shocked, and suddenly felt that the person in front of her made her feel strange.

The man in the iron mask looked at the man who suddenly appeared, and sneered, "So you're not dead yet!" That's a big deal! But you're running out of spiritual power, aren't you? If you know each other, get out of the way! All I want is that spirit beast and that woman's life! ”

He wondered.

How did this man dissolve his black fog? And...... How did he feel like he was a little different from Fang Cai?

"Boy, do you hear me? If you're smart, get out of here! ”

Suddenly, he met a pair of eyes.

At that moment, he fell into an ice cellar.

What a pair of eyes they were!

Blood red, like the eyes of Hell Shura.

He looked at him as if he were looking at a dead man.

It's just a kid in his twenties, but it makes him shudder!

He couldn't help but take a step back, his body trembling slightly.

"You-" As soon as he opened his mouth, the man opposite suddenly disappeared.

Then, as soon as my eyes darkened, my neck was pinched by a pair of extremely cold hands!

"Hmm-"

His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, fear in his eyes.

"Don't kill me...... Please......"

Mo Beichen had no expression on his face, and there was no fluctuation in his blood-red eyes.

The cold killing intent on his body made the black-clothed man on the side soften his legs in fright, and he sat on the ground with a pop.

"No, don't!"

The iron-masked man's eyes widened in fear, but halfway through his words, he heard a "click", and Mo Beichen's eyes twisted his neck without blinking.

It's like pinching an ant to death.

The iron-covered man's neck was strangely drooping to the side, his eyeballs bulging, hideously congested, and extremely terrifying.

The man in black over there was stupid.

Jun Tingge was also stunned.

That iron-covered male spirit martial arts mid-level, in the hands of Mo Beichen, he didn't have the slightest power to resist?

Is Mo Beichen too strong or is the man too weak?

How could the strength of the middle level of Lingwu be weak?

What the hell is going on!

Jun Tingge frowned, and saw Mo Beichen like garbage, throwing the iron-covered man aside.

Turning around slowly, a pair of blood pupils were like dark night Shura.

"Ahβ€”β€”! Stay back!! ”

One of the men in black shouted recently, and with a wave of his hand, several thorns of earth rose up and pierced him.

"Beichen be carefulβ€”β€”!"

When Jun poured out his words, he saw a figure suddenly flash in front of him, and kicked over the man in black!

The pale fingertips plunged directly into his chest, pulling out a bloody object!

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Poof", under the man's horrified gaze, the beating heart was instantly pinched and exploded, and flesh and blood were splashed everywhere!

There was deathly silence all around.

The last man in black sat on the ground as if he was stupid, forgetting to even run.

Mo Beichen walked towards him step by step, his beautiful face was splashed with blood, and his red eyes were even more eerie and terrifying.