I have to say that the dialogue between these two bastards is indeed a bit annoying. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

No matter how I hear it, I think the two of them don't take me seriously...... Say kill if you die? Do you have what it takes?

But it's a little better than the villain...... Look what you can.......

Why don't you come out and kill me if you have the ability?

Listening to the two of them hiding in the pit and muttering, my heart is not an ordinary fire, if the situation does not allow it, I really plan to go over and teach them how to behave.

Just as I was holding back my anger, there was a muffled thud above our heads.

Many fragments of stone statues fell from the sky like rain.

When I looked up, the dark clouds that were sinking down were rapidly shrinking in size, shrinking in all directions towards the center.

"Your craft is not good....... This trick worked so badly for me......" I smiled, looking at the fragments of stone statues everywhere, and the smile on my face was extremely bright: "What do you guys think?" Use this trick against me? Isn't that a wasted effort? ”

"Not necessarily." The talkative man said and gradually laughed: "We didn't plan to use this trick to get rid of you, we just scared and scared you, and ...... Doing so can also be accompanied by a set-up. ”

"Layout?"

I was stunned, looked up at the rapidly shrinking dark cloud, and felt a little nervous inexplicably, as if ...... Is there something missing?

Perhaps my attention was focused on this dark cloud, and some very hidden details were gradually noticed by me.

The vast majority of this dark cloud was shrinking and collapsing on its own, and a small part of it had turned into many mist needles the thickness of silver needles, pouring rapidly onto the ground.

They didn't stick to us, they went to the surface in all directions.

The moment they touched the ground, the black needles formed by the mist disappeared, as if they had been absorbed by the ground.

When the clouds shrank and disappeared, the Devil fell from the sky, but it landed in a much better position than I did.

After it fell, it easily managed to maintain its balance, and when it walked up to me, it grinned and clapped its palms, slapping the grit dust off its palms.

At this time, the two people hiding in the pit also crawled out of the big hole coldly.

The moment I saw the two of them, I only felt strange, but I didn't feel anything else, and I didn't feel how dangerous they were.

Both of them had bandages around their faces, revealing only their eyes, and the rest of them were covered tightly, as if they were unsightly.

When they came to me, they couldn't see that they were nervous, and they were as leisurely as if they were walking in the back garden, and they didn't take me and the villain seriously at all.

When we were only forty or fifty meters apart, they all stopped and looked at me from afar.

At this time, the villain seemed to remember what had happened before, roared angrily, and took a step forward, as if he couldn't help but lose his temper and make a move with them.

In the process, the villain also kept looking at me, as if he wanted to look at my eyes and act.

"Up." I whispered, "I'll see what level of gentleman they are, and if you can't figure it out, you can withdraw it." ”

Hearing this, the villain nodded excitedly and rushed out like a wild dog.

Actually, I think very clearly, the villain is not stupid, and I guess it can understand this.

As long as I am alive, then it is immortal.

No matter what kind of beating it is by these two turtle grandchildren, even if it is physically broken and unconscious, I can disperse its body and call it out again.

It's just that the process takes a little time and that's it.

"It's really ....... not giving up"

The man who walked in front said, without the slightest hesitation, and took another person with a masked face, and directly met the evil man.

The movements of the two of them are unusually neat, almost every movement, between gestures, is all the same, but the left and right are opposite.

It's like a person looking in the mirror and making movements, and I'm stunned when I see it.

Before the Evil Man grabbed them with his hands, the two old sect gentlemen came up to meet them left and right, and when they saw the Evil Son's waving arm, they didn't mean to dodge, but raised their hands and hugged the Evil Son's arm tightly.

In the next second, the two of them shook their bodies violently, and one kicked the heart of the evil man.

I don't know how strong these two turtle grandsons are, but according to my observations, after the two kicks, the evil son seems to be a little uncomfortable.

It roared in pain, as if crazy, and waved its arms wildly, trying to shake the two grandsons away, but in the end it was still unsuccessful.

They were like dog skin plasters, stuck to the arms of the Evil Son, and no matter how much strength the Evil Son used, there was no way to throw them both out.

I didn't think much about it, I grabbed the Miao knife and strode forward.

When one of the gentlemen saw me rushing over, he didn't hesitate, let go of the arm of the evil man, and rushed at me.

He was running as fast as I was.

When our distance shortened rapidly, until we were about two meters apart, I had already raised the Miao knife in my hand and slashed at him.

I thought I was swinging the knife fast enough, but I didn't expect this turtle grandson to be smoother than a loach, and the blade of the knife almost grazed his face, as long as it was a centimeter forward...... No, maybe half a centimeter is enough, I have to split him with a peach blossom on his face!

"Your knife is dangerous......." he muttered, looking at Qing Chunfeng with some vigilance, this kind of look was not seen before, that is, in his eyes, I was not as powerful as this knife.

"You really don't take me seriously?" I couldn't help but ask.

He looked at me and said, yes.

"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have to bother." He sighed: "Almost all the prophets of the old religion have been planted in your hands, and we dare not underestimate you on this basis. ”

As soon as the words fell, he took a half step back, not rushing to attack me, but showing a strange look.

"But...... We just value you....... I'm not afraid of you yet......."

I sneered and said nothing, raised my knife, and rushed forward again.

He dodged my attack as he smiled weirdly and said to me, "Of the prophets you have eliminated, the strongest is the True Immortal, but he is still a little worse than us......."

"You are also prophets of the Old Religion?" I asked, and as I swung the knife, I flicked my wrist sharply, and the blade instantly changed direction, cutting a large hole directly in his clothes.

After suffering this small loss, the smile in his eyes disappeared, and he stared at me coldly, continuing to fight with me.

"Almost..... If you dodge slowly...... I'll be able to dig your heart out......" I sneered, and I had a little bit of a bottom in my heart.

This turtle grandson's reaction speed is not slow, but if he really wants to play melee combat with me, he will not win, and there is a certain chance that he will lose.

To put it bluntly, I have similar skills to him, but on this basis, I have the help of Miao Dao.......

The longer the fight, the more I can make him suffer.

"We are not prophets of the Old Religion, but our status in the Old Religion is no lower than that of the prophets."

When he said this, he saw the right time, and the moment he dodged the Miao knife, he pounced and smashed my fist in the chest.

I could hear the crunch of bones shattering and my eyes darkened, but the physical attack did only a limited amount of damage to me, and I didn't feel any pain for a few seconds.

"Who the hell are you??" I frowned, and as I grappled with him, my mind was racing through my mind.

Aren't the prophets the most capable of the old religion?

Could it be that these two turtle grandsons have just emerged, but they haven't taken the throne yet?

"You guys are the ones who said that...... Alternate Prophet? Candidate? I asked curiously.

I don't know how this sentence stimulated him, the moment he heard my question, there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Don't insult us with that name...... We don't want to be prophets at all......."

As he spoke, he grabbed my left hand and hit me in the abdomen with his knee, and at this moment, the Miao knife also cut his thigh, and the stinky blood gushed out.

"What can a prophet be?! We are the apprentices of the King of Freedom!! ”

"The King of Freedom?"

I froze for two seconds, looking at them with some surprise.

"You two are apprentices of the Master of Freedom??"