Chapter 638: Moroyanke
The monk looked at Cao Ju and sneered, it was a kind of devil-like sneer, with a vicious aura, two touches of scarlet emerged from the bottom of his eyes, his pupils were like a pair of vertical crescents, demonic and gloomy, revealing a bloodthirsty aura.
Cao Ju received a punch, and the internal organs and intestines seemed to be stirred together in an instant, and the pain was unbearable.
Before he could react, the monk grabbed him by the neck with a big hand, lifting him from the ground into the air. Cao Ju was shocked, a strong feeling of suffocation surged into his brain, his neck seemed to be clamped by a steel tong, no matter how he struggled, he just couldn't break free, in pain, he saw the monk's smiling face, and the hairs on his body suddenly stood upside down.
Shocked in his heart: "This is not a bald donkey, this is definitely not a bald donkey!" ”
"You don't even know if you can live for a second, what qualifications do you have to oppose me? I'll pinch you to death as easily as stepping on an ant. The monk's eyes swelled with murderous intent, and his five fingers slowly tightened.
Cao Ju's neck made a "click" sound, his trachea and esophagus were squeezed by a strong force, and he was about to burst, his face turned the color of pig liver, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and his eyes rolled upward, in pain.
Lao Ba's face changed suddenly, he never thought that such a change would happen. Pigskin, on the other hand, was covered in a cold sweat, as everything was going according to what he had foreseen, and the monk regained his memory and became a completely different person, a cruel soul full of hatred.
"Stinky monk, what are you doing, let him go!"
Jiang Linghui shouted loudly, rushed over, jumped when he approached the monk, his body swirled in mid-air for half a circle, and his slender legs swept towards the monk's neck, although he did not show his mutant form, but he was only attacking in his ordinary state now, and his strength could not be underestimated.
The right leg crossed the air, whistling, bringing out a fierce wind and dancing, not yet kicking the monk, but already making the monk's collar move.
"Brother monk, get out of the way!" Lao Ba knew Jiang Linghui's strength and subconsciously shouted.
"Bang~"
Jiang Linghui's kick accurately kicked the back of the monk's neck, bursting out with a muffled sound, but an unbelievable scene appeared.
The monk kicked her firmly, but his body did not move, as if it was rooted on the ground and could not be shaken, Jiang Linghui's shock was even stronger, she only felt like she was kicked on a hard rock, and there were bursts of soreness in her right leg.
"Look for death!" A cold drink exploded.
Jiang Linghui was stunned for a moment, fixed her eyes, and suddenly met the monk's scarlet eyes, and a powerful coercion pressed down on her like Mount Tai, a strong sense of crisis arose, white eyes appeared, and subconsciously returned to the mutant form.
The monk's other hand grabbed her ankle like a ghost claw, and with a sharp flick, Jiang Linghui noticed a strong force sweeping over, like an angry sea, so that she had no strength to resist.
"Ah~"
There was an exclamation from his mouth, and his body flew backwards like a cannonball.
"Bang Bang Bang~"
It took two people to stop smashing three big trees in a row, spurting blood from his mouth, and falling to the ground with rolling sand, and then being hit by the fallen tree, and suddenly fainting.
Hiss......
Pigskin and Lao Ba gasped, only to feel a chill on their backs, Jiang Linghui's strength is undoubtedly strong, but he was beaten by the monk and vomited blood and fainted, this is ...... What's going on?
The two of them trembled their eyes, and their eyes looked at the extremely strange monk without blinking, and a tremor from the soul arose.
"Wisdom!" Luo Yun'er had already rushed towards Jiang Linghui, tears rolling in her eyes.
"Brother Monk, you ...... What happened to you? The eighth looked at the monk in horror and asked in a trembling voice.
The monk glanced at him coldly at this time, and the corners of his mouth outlined a sinister arc smile: "I'm sorry, I'm not called a monk, my name is Moro Yanke!" ”
Moroyanke?
What's the name? Is there anyone in the world with the surname Moro?
The eighth frowned deeply.
"Blood...... Night...... The ...... of the clan "The pigskin lost his soul and muttered to himself.
"What did you say?" Lao Ba asked anxiously.
He ...... He's the ...... of the Bloody Night," Pigskin told what he had foreseen.
"Hahaha...... If you are right, as a reward, I will give you death! ”
Moroyanke laughed wildly and threw Cao Ju out of his hand with all his might.
Its strength was so great that it was not at all something that Cao Ju could resist, and when it flew out of his hand, Cao Ju's speed was as fast as lightning, and he shot towards the pigskin.
Pigskin's pupils shrank suddenly, with his physical fitness, how could he dodge.
"Bang~"
With a muffled sound, Cao Ju was like a speeding train, colliding with the pigskin, and the huge impact force generated in an instant instantly smashed the ribs of the two people, the internal organs were displaced, the chest cavity was squeezed and deformed, and the two flew out at a certain angle, falling to the ground, dripping with blood.
Cao Ju died before he could even let out a wail.
The pigskin was lying on the ground, covered in blood, and his body couldn't help but convulse and spasm, on the verge of death, this picture he foresaw, but he really couldn't believe that he would die at the hands of his brother and monk who had been with him for so long.
"Why is this happening?"
The sky was dark and cloudy, and he was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he let out an unwilling cry in his heart, and he died with his head tilted, and his eyes were wide and blind.
"Pigskin!"
The old man ran over with a heart-rending howl, picked up the pigskin, and tears poured down like rain, but the pigskin no longer had any breath of life.
Luo Yun'er, who was trying to move the tree body that smashed on Jiang Linghui's body in the distance, was stunned, looking at this scene in disbelief, no one could have imagined that the monk who had been traveling with him had suddenly transformed into another person, and he was also a bloodthirsty and brutal murderous demon.
When it was confirmed that the pigskin was dead, the eighth child was sad, clenched his fists, his eyes were red, his face was dripping with tears, he turned his head and stared at Moroyanke with a cracked face, and asked loudly: "Why?" Why do you kill pigskins? The voice was almost roaring.
"All those who are capable are the enemies of my Blood Night Clan, so they should be killed!" Moroyanke replied coldly.
"Bastard, I'll kill you!"
The eighth man ran wildly, took out a dagger from his arms, and like a fierce and crazy hungry wolf, he pounced wildly towards Moroyanke.
Moroyanke remained motionless, looking at him with disdain.
"Wow~"
The dagger stabbed fiercely into Moroyanke's body, but it turned out to be like it collided with an incomparably hard rock, and the blade immediately bent ninety degrees.
The old eight were shocked, and the whole person was stunned.
"My body is invulnerable, invulnerable, just rely on you, even if I stand still, you can't kill me." Moroyanke sneered.
As soon as the words fell, he kicked the eighth man in the chest.