Chapter 619: The Dead Soldier Deserves Respect
The four orange robes quickly retreated, and the four long staff formed a circle of connected formations, however, Meng Ke was no longer willing to allow this grueling battle to continue to prolong, the men and horses of the Haijia Gang had obviously launched an attack, but their strength was as weak, it was obvious that this was a blazing fire snake, a wolf's den and tiger valley, but they had already come!
In the air, a hovering upside down flew down, Meng Ke's right hand flipped, and a pair of magic wands turned in a circle on the palm of his hand, so his thin figure had suddenly risen to the top of the hall, as fast as a streamer, there was still an inch across the top of the hall, it was extremely dangerous, and he fell down under a fold, and at the same time, the two wands of the valley formed a cross shape, and the spell of "Xuanguang Four Styles" was secretly born! And so—
A huge wave of light came from the "Lost Valley Twin Staffs", and the waves were illusioned into a circle of beautiful and miserable arcs, sprinkling a little bit, a drop of stars like essence, I couldn't see the coming of the light, I couldn't figure out the whereabouts of the waves, the vast light waves had penetrated all the orange long clothes within a radius of 30 meters in an instant! The rain of blood was splashed all over the place, and even the grim reaper who was chasing his soul was not clear, and all the stumps and legs were broken and his stomach was broken within the scope of the killing, and the big heads were rolling all over the ground, and the disabled were howling almost in no particular order, crawling on the ground and rolling into a piece!
The orange man in the long shirt had already retreated to a corner of the room, his face was pale in pain, but he did not dare to relax his attention in front of him, at this time, he was already sensitive to the death of his companions, and without realizing it, he blurted out in fear: "Brother, how many ......"
No one answered, Meng Ke's wand in his hand had bounced straight up, and a dazzling colored light swept through the air, in the jumping golden dot streamer, "It has suddenly skyrocketed tenfold and stretched out!"
A crisp cracking sound was mixed with the muffled sound of cutting into the flesh, and the left arm of the man in the orange robe flew up the wall with a large piece of red and mushy flesh, almost in no particular order, and the magic murderous gaze hit his eyebrows!
The man was rolling wildly, his throat howling like a beast!
Meng Ke smiled coldly, the smiling doll mask was raised, his body was half turned, his double staff emitted waves of light and slashed like a flying fly, just in the blink of an eye, the sound of "jingling" reverberated in the hall, and the originally deep and subtle face of the orange man in the long shirt had all turned white and purple at this moment, and in this rare face of despair, how much sadness and desolation were revealed...... His whole body spasmed violently, and his limbs were curled into a ball, and of course, this way of death was very painful!
He maintained the posture of the pounce, but he froze and could no longer hold his feet, his eyes widened, his mouth open, his hands stretched forward, his eyes glazed and uneasy; It was as if in this moment, thoughts and consciousness were suddenly hollowed out, leaving only that empty shell!
Long......
Meng Ke put away the Migu Twin Staffs and said indifferently: "Your magic ability is very good, but the blow just now is too slow." ”
The orange robe man with long eyebrows and sideburns stared straight at him, from the misty tears, although there was a layer of crystal curtain, but Meng Ke could deeply understand how much anger and hatred were contained in those eyes, how much anger and how much fury and misery could tear apart the liver and lungs......
Looking at his toes coldly, Meng Ke said quietly: "You Salu Magic Society, you should have existed in the Demon Domain leisurely, and lived that kind of worry-free life, but you don't, you want to use blood to stain the bland, and you want to use killing to decorate your life, therefore, someone will repay you, and now, it's just the beginning......"
After a pause, he added: "I don't want to send you away with me anymore, you go, I have more old debts to settle with the murderers under the Eagle Boss!" ”
The orange man in the long shirt stared at him coldly, strangely, slowly, he said: "Salu will not spare you, you will pay the greatest price for today's blood debt, and I ......"
Shaking his head sadly, he said: "I can't fight you, a magician, when you can't fight his opponent, you should have a choice, this choice must be above board, vigorous, not procrastinating......"
The smiling doll mask looked coldly at the orange robed man, and Meng Ke said expressionlessly: "You think again, friend." ”
The orange robe man bowed his head gloomily and said leisurely: "In a word...... The crockpot will inevitably be broken! ”
With a split mouth, he showed a wry smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "However, you must also remember this ......"
Meng Ke said in a deep voice: "I have been preparing for this a long time ago. ”
Raising his face, the face of the man in the orange robe, had long since lost its grace and depth, and what was engraved on his face was a deep coldness, a deep sorrow, and, and nameless loneliness, he gently probed his face with his hand, and said in a faint voice: "You are strong, but you are vicious, I know that there are people like you in the world, and when I first saw you, I knew that I had encountered your cruel ...... hidden in the mask."
Taking a step back, Meng Ke didn't speak, he heard a more violent killing shout and shout, and there was already a faint red light outside the window, well, it was fire!
The orange robed man gritted his teeth and said, "Don't delay you, we'll meet on another road......"
So he laughed, loud and hoarse, like a wounded wolf howling, and in the midst of this horrible laughter, the man did not hesitate to slash his own throat with his right index finger!
His erect body shook suddenly, his mouth opened wide, and his throat made a cry of "ah" and "ah", and the scarlet blood flowed from the corners of his lips, and his face turned purple and blue in an instant, and his eyes glared angrily, as if they wanted to protrude their sockets; That finger was almost in his throat!
Looking at the spasmodic and completely out of shape dying face, the smiling doll mask let Meng Ke solemnly clench his fists and bowed, and said heavily and slowly: "Friend, if one day, you and I can meet on Huangquan Road, when the time comes, I hope we can really make friends......
After saying that, he didn't take another look at the face that represented the phantom gray, and as soon as he raised his head, he rushed to the door like a whirlwind!
When Meng Ke's figure had not yet flown to the door, the door was suddenly opened at this moment, and a big man in white hurriedly rushed in, and behind this big man in white, followed by a monster with a body and a turtle head in a big red cloak. The man in white hadn't seen the situation in the hall clearly, but he had already taken a look at the smiling doll masked man standing at the door!
Meng Ke stood calmly inside the door and said peacefully: "Friend, don't worry, go slowly." ”
The man in white had a pus-filled face, two triangular eyes staring at each other, his mouth split, and he was stunned for a while.
Behind, the man-tortoise let out an impatient hiss.
The white-clothed man named Pi Qing had not yet regained consciousness, and Meng Ke had already said coldly: "Human turtle, you have finally shown up." ”
The magic tortoise stared at a pair of little mung bean eyes, and his expression was stunned for a moment Sui Lang noticed Meng Ke, so it "kicked" and "kicked" two steps back, the ugly turtle's face, the muscles twitched imperceptibly, gritting the little yellow teeth, gnashing the teeth, overflowing hatred from his mutated face, for a while, it let out a scream!