Chapter 347: The Price of Life and Death

And so—

The killing machine Kane suddenly laughed, and the big wand rose to the top of his lungs!

The black-clothed showman Aubame didn't care about wiping the sweat beads on his head, and in the fluttering of the black clothes, there was a "swish" sound, and a powerful air explosion slashed towards the killing machine Kane's ribs, his right leg protruded, and the magic lightning emitted by his toes shot into the opponent's lower abdomen!

At this time......

Meng Ke's Misty Valley double staff has already pulled twenty dazzling cane flowers in mid-air, and the cane trembled slightly, like a waterfall falling, with the misty starlight in the sky, roaring under the cover!

This is exactly the "Xuanguang Four Styles" that he has learned hard in Thanksgiving Mountain, and the "Xuanguang is full of sky"!

The killing machine Kane laughed like a gallant at this time, and he didn't dodge at all, the big wand had not yet made contact with Meng Ke, but instead suddenly retreated, slashing at the black-clothed Xiushi who was rubbing his body in, and at the same time opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of flames, which shot at Meng Ke's chest!

The black-clothed showman Olbame was already injured when he was fighting with the three magicians of the Night Master, and the killing machine Kane, who was much more talented and magical than him, was already a little unable to parry, so urgent that he didn't even have time to pull out the wand he was carrying, and at this time, he never expected that the killing machine Kane would ignore the killing of his fierce rival Meng Ke, and instead slash at him!

In fact, although the killing machine Kane is in this desperate situation, his mind is still not in a coma, he understands very well that with his injured body at the moment, if he wants to fight with Meng Ke, who has superb magical ability, no matter how long he supports it, it must be himself who fails, not to mention, in this case, it is almost impossible to have a miracle, therefore, he has already decided to fish one is one, and killing two is a pair of psychology, at this moment of life and death, and his life is at stake, he will not block Meng Ke and take the black-clothed Xiushi!

The time of this mutation is so short, it hardly gives people the slightest chance to think, but it can be said that as soon as it is imprinted, there will already be results!

Meng Keren is magic ability is superb, because he was defenseless in advance, and he was caught off guard, he was so anxious that he suddenly accelerated the castration of the blow, but he only had time to shout two words in his mouth: "Hide!" ”

And at this moment, where do you tell the black-clothed showman to hide?

In an instant, the black-clothed showman Albame had clearly seen the shadow of the cold cane in his pupils, and he had sensitively felt a piercing coldness on his skin, so he only felt a blank in his mind, a blank, unable to think of anything, and the only thing he could know was to understand that there would be a greatest calamity in this life, and this calamity would make him understand the meaning of eternal death and relatively short life, how tragic it is.

But—

Just when the fierce staff shadow was still half a foot away from Aubame, a figure had already rushed madly from the oblique thorn, raised its palms and let out a burst of air, slashing at the staff shadow!

As a result, every sudden thing is like lightning and fire, all of which are unexpectedly but dizzying in an instant, and in an instant, the bright red blood is like a fountain of anger!

There was no scream, no groan, only three bloody bodies fell to the ground, the red and tender flesh and white stubble, the bright red blood and the wriggling stomach, liver, spleen and internal organs, mixed into a large piece, reflecting the light purple skylight, forming a thrilling and poignant pattern!

The cries of murder were still there, the billowing smoke was still filling, and the fire was even bigger......

Meng Ke stood silently on the ground, his face was a little pale, his expression showed wordless regret, he stroked the Migu double staff in his hand, and on these two elegant and antique rods, there were a few pearl-like drops of blood condensed at this moment!

Blood droplets fell softly, dripping on the snow-white sand, and quickly rolling down the dust......

Kane, the killing machine, lay on his side with angry eyes, his stomach still wriggling, overflowing from a terrible disembowelment wound in his chest and abdomen! He still held a large heavy wand in his right hand, and his whole body was drenched in blood, and he couldn't tell if it was his own or someone else's blood.

Another corpse, almost split in half, lay sideways, this corpse bared its teeth, its face twisted and hideous, as if it had suffered great pain on his deathbed, his fists clenched, his eyes wide open, although he could never see anything, but it is not difficult to imagine that he must cherish life, although he went, but everyone will understand that he was unwilling to leave.

This person who was almost split in half was none other than the boss of the twin monsters on the top of the lamp!

Lying on the very side, it was the black-clothed showman Aubame, the snow-white sand beside him was soaked in blood, from his left shoulder to his ribs, there was a wound of flesh and skin, the flesh was blurred, the bones were visible, the hair was scattered, and his face was pale, obviously he had suffered a lot of trauma.

The scene of the right talent reproduced in Meng Ke's mind like a marquee, when in the moment of life and death, although the two monster bosses on the top of the lamp who were close at hand, at the cost of his life, rushed violently, and struck the dying blow of the killing machine Kane, but his magic ability was far inferior to the killing machine, although the rapid staff shadow light knife ate him and pushed him away half a foot, but the sharp blade mercilessly cut down from his right shoulder, straight to the chest, and the edge of the magic light blade was slashed diagonally, still hurting the black-clothed Xiushi, almost at the same time, The cruel "Dark Light Flooding the Sky" had exploded the chest and abdomen of the killing machine Kane, and from top to bottom, a deep wound was opened, so that in this hundredth of a second that was less than the blink of an eye, there were three super-first-class magicians in the Saint-Ae Demon Domain, two dead and one wounded, and the death was so miserable, and the injury was so tragic......

Meng Ke stood gloomy, with a moist feeling in his eyes, yes, although the short and fragile life is sad and lamentable, there is also some warmth in the decades of his life; Although the killing is cold, it will also show the true meaning of life; Human death is prosaic and inevitable, and no great man or wise man can escape it, but if you want to see the depth of the impression that the dead person has left on your mind, it is natural that this kind of spiritual shock can come from either friend or foe.

And so—

In the mist of fireworks, another bald figure rushed in, and as soon as this person came, he threw himself down on the corpse of the twin monster bosses on the top of the lamp and cried bitterly.

There is no need to look closely, and there is no doubt that everyone will know that the person who cries bitterly must be the only remaining second child of the lamptop double monster, since ancient times, the biological brother was originally flesh and blood!

Meng Ke didn't comfort him, let alone say a word of regret, because he knew that in this situation, except for tears, there was nothing to give him a spiritual outlet.

Suddenly—

A burly figure rushed over, laughing and said: "Savage man, don't run away if you have a seed, dog grass, if I don't eat you alive today, Lao Tzu will not be a real hooligan!" ”[.]