Zhou Python's knife is all the hope of Momen, but Shi Xiaoyang's expression made everyone can't help but tremble, only to see the corner of his mouth sneering, one hand stretched out, in the black breath, the palm gradually lost its flesh and skin, turned into white bones, facing the wind, and grabbed it fiercely.

The mixed breath of black, red, and yellow immediately blocked the unstoppable big knife, and Zhou Python in mid-air gritted his teeth and slashed down with all his might, however, not only could not advance an inch, but was also submerged by the black qi along the handle of the knife little by little.

Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng looked at each other in astonishment, although Shi Xiaoyang stepped into the realm of Yuan General Dacheng, but the three major leaders joined forces to not be without the power to resist, the real power is the weird, with a strong black breath.

The two sides were at a stalemate, but their expressions were very different. The beads of sweat the size of the bean slipped down rapidly, Zhou Python gritted his teeth, and as the black gas submerged, his face gradually showed a blue and black color. And Shi Xiaoyang, with cold crumbs and playfulness on his face, is tepid and very relaxed.

Yuan technique bombardment can not kill the enemy at all, only hand-to-hand combat has a chance to win, now the two heads of the two masters are trying their best for him in exchange for the close opportunity, how can Zhou Python miss, after a burst of drink, the lifelong Yuan Force into the crazy knife, the blade that has not been held for a long time finally began to slowly press down, but, losing the suppression of Yuan Force, the black death qi in Zhou Python's body was completely unscrupulous, so that there was still a trace of white face completely turned into carbon black.

Every Momen person clenched their fists together, their hearts beat violently, their eyes surged, didn't they know that Zhou Python was playing with his life? But this was the only way.

However, Shi Xiaoyang's sneer once again extinguished the hope that had just been lit in everyone's hearts, when the mixed breath of black, red, and yellow completely turned black, the mad knife immediately corroded, first the blade, then the handle, and finally directly extended to Zhou Python's hands, even if he withdrew for the first time, but the palm of the palm had been completely occupied by black, and just like the mad knife, it slowly corroded and dissolved.

Inside and outside the body were ravaged by the black dead air, Zhou Python slowly turned his eyes, his eyes were the ruined city walls, corpses everywhere, and the solemn eyes of all the people of Momen.

As the leader of the Black Dragon Gang, one of the three pillars of Momen, Zhou Python climbed up from the bottom of the rivers and lakes, and along the way, he experienced fear, despair, and overcoming thousands of difficulties and dangers to achieve today's achievements, and today is about to become the end of his life.

The black gas has spread to both arms, and the bloody hands have long been gone, and at the last moment of his life, Zhou Python smiled with relief, maybe this is fate.

However, God underestimated this iron-clad man, Zhou Python looked at Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng, and smiled slightly, as if saying goodbye, when he retracted his gaze and locked on Shi Xiaoyang, who had a sinister smile from beginning to end, monstrous anger and perseverance broke out in his eyes again, and at the same time, the sluggish aura regrouped and was extremely violent.

"Brother Zhou, don't!" There is only one possibility for the breath to suddenly be so violent, and that is self-exposure, Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng shouted loudly, but Zhou Python had already taken that step of dissipation.

The breath became more and more intense, and Zhou Python's black face became extremely hideous because of anger and murderous aura, and when his body was about to be broken, he raised his head and roared, and rushed towards Shi Xiaoyang.

"Bastard, die!"

Shi Xiaoyang's eyes finally welled up with a trace of solemnity, a middle-level general's self-exposure, even the Yuan King had to avoid its edge, however, the distance between the two sides was only tens of meters, coupled with Zhou Python's mortal heart, when the earth-shattering loud noise broke out, his chest sank, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he slammed into the ground in an arc in mid-air, the black dissipated, and the breath was sluggish.

The powerful self-exposure energy shook out a circle of golden ripples, which instantly swept the entire battlefield, destroying and decaying, like a tsunami.

At the time of crisis, he chose to sacrifice himself for Momen in exchange for a turning point, and Zhou Python's fierceness and tragedy made Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng's eyes moisten suddenly.

But now is not the time to be sad, the two turned their grief into strength, and rushed to Shi Xiaoyang with angry shouts, Zhou Python exchanged his life for the opportunity, they couldn't miss it, and they didn't dare to miss it.

Shi Xiaoyang just struggled to stand up, but felt the pressure of anger coming to his face, and the horror finally climbed on his face, and in a hurry, he forcibly endured the waves in his body, and slapped his palms in the air.

Two powerful muffled sounds exploded one after another, Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng slid back more than ten meters against the ground, and a hot current rushed straight to their throats, while Shi Xiaoyang was invincible in the past, squirting a few mouthfuls of blood and slamming the ground.

Stepping on the ground and stopping the retreat, Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng did not pause at all, and launched a brave offensive again in the next second, completely releasing the anger and sadness of the past month.

Shi Xiaoyang gritted his teeth to prevent himself from falling asleep, and when the two killing gods rushed across in his blurred vision, a strange sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Shi Xiaoyang's smirk made Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng's hearts tremble, but there was no turning back when they opened the bow, and now only one blow with all their strength could calm the battle.

The eyes of the audience were focused on these three people, and the people of Momen even saw a glimmer of light in the boundless darkness, but when a deep voice rang out, they realized how innocent they were.

"Look for death!"

A white dress fell from the sky, the majestic pressure was like a water outlet, when the loud sound of the collision exploded in everyone's ears, Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng, who were fierce in the last second, spit blood mist in the next second, and flew away.

White hair like snow, his face is flabby, and his cloudy old eyes are full of ruthlessness and viciousness, who else can he be except Shi Hongbo, the ancestor of the Bloody Clothes Sect, who else is he now, not only has he fully recovered, but he has also stepped into the realm of the middle-level Yuan King with half a foot.

Coldly swept over Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng, Shi Hongbo turned his head to look at Shi Xiaoyang, who was sluggish, and with a flick of his fingertips, a black gas went straight to the center of his eyebrows, and the latter's breath suddenly surged.

"The grandson greeted the grandfather out of the customs. Shi Xiaoyang knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully, but in exchange for a dissatisfied reprimand.

"You can't even clean up this waste, you really give our Shi family face!"

Kneeling down on his other knee, Shi Xiaoyang shook his head and kowtowed: "My grandson is incompetent, please punish my grandfather!"

Shi Hongbo flicked his sleeve robe lightly and ignored it no longer, and when his eyes locked on Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng again, the rich aura slowly emanated. "The old man is underestimating you. ”

"The old immortal should have dug three feet into the ground to find you out in the first place. Tan Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said angrily.

"It's a pity that you haven't been able to find the old man!" Shi Hongbo sneered and said, "Thinking of the relationship between the old man and your ancestors, now kneel down and obey sincerely, the old man can not blame the past." ”

"Bah, I want me to kneel down to you, an old thing who is not a human or a ghost, and stop dreaming. Miao Anfeng drank loudly and clutched the long whip tightly.

"In that case, then the old man should move his muscles and bones. Brushing his white beard, Shi Hongbo smiled indifferently.

Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng glanced at each other, Momen had been pushed to the edge of the cliff, whether he was kneeling or standing and dying, they all saw the latter from the other party's eyes, and then took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into their mouths, swallowed them directly without chewing, and when the weak breath recovered, they burst out with a heart-rending killing cry and attacked Shi Hongbo.

Squeezing the potential clean, Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng rushed left and right, and when they were less than ten meters away from Shi Hongbo, they rose into the air, reversed down, and blasted out with one palm.

Two palm winds descended from the sky, like a meteorite falling sharply, tearing the air, and under the pressure of this violent force, dust and ruins flew everywhere.

Shi Hongbo raised his eyes slightly, let the wind blow the white hair, and when the palm wind was about to kill, he raised his right arm lightly and swung two punches, so casually, so calmly.

The loud sound of the collision was accompanied by two screams in an instant, and the gap between the Yuan General and the Yuan King could not be bridged at all, even if Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng gave everything they had, they still couldn't resist Shi Hongbo's two punches lightly, and under the desperate eyes of the people of Momen, blood mist sprayed all the way, like a kite with a broken line across the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

It seemed that the muscles and bones had not yet moved, Shi Hongbo rose into the air, levitated in the air, grasped it out of thin air, and lifted Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng out of the pit.

A few meters above the ground, their faces turned purple and black due to suffocation, Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng struggled desperately, but they couldn't even get a chance to breathe.

The people of Momen fell into infinite despair, and they relied on their stubborn will and undying determination to support themselves for a month, and they were not afraid of the pain of bleeding, the fear of death, but the despair of helplessness.

Looking at Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, Wu Xie, Tan Xuan, and Miao Xin's eyes were already wet and red, but what could they do? If their death could be exchanged for the peace of Momen, they were afraid that they would have already rushed out.

"Yu Yan, where are you?"

Perseverance is no longer there, Zhang Tianbing slowly closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and sighed softly, his Zhang family has gone through hardships to have today's glory, never thought that from the 'Zhang family' to the 'Momen', instead of getting rid of the tricks of fate, but suffered unprecedented danger, is it really providence?

Zhang Tianbing walked to the weak Chen Jingnan, the two smiled relievedly, hugged each other, since it was the will of heaven, then accept it calmly, at least worked hard and persevered.

Killing Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng will not be much more difficult for Shi Hongbo than crushing two ants, but what he wants is not only to kill but also to punish his heart, he wants to use tragic means to tell the world that those who follow me will prosper and those who disobey me will die.

Shi Hongbo flicked his wrist and smashed Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng to the ground, then picked them up again, and smashed them down again, repeating this more than a dozen times, until the two of them were bleeding and breathless, and only relied on the weak airflow on the tip of their noses to maintain the lamp of life.

The audience was silent, and even the people of the Bloody Clothes Sect were deeply shocked by this scene, from now on, fear and obedience will be the only imprint on their hearts, and they will not be extinguished.

Shi Hongbo was still suspended in the air, his hands behind his back, looking down with the attitude of a strong man, and when he saw the despair of the people of Momen and the awe of the Bloody Clothes Sect, the corners of his mouth finally showed a sneer of arrogance.

"Enough fun, let's die!"

Shi Hongbo sighed in a low voice, and the black Dasheng of his fingertips pointing at Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng turned into a black light and flew out in an instant.

The black light came directly, Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng crawled out of the pit with their last breath, but this was the only thing they could do, looking at each other, speechless to each other, but there was no regret or regret in their eyes.

If this blow continues, Tan Lin and Miao Anfeng will definitely die, and there is only one way to choose from Momen, which has lost its pillars, and there is a city to destroy it.

At this point, the struggle was boring, and the people of Momen closed their eyes one after another, waiting for that moment to come, and the corners of their mouths were either smiling or lightly, perhaps remembering something or someone.

However, when a thunderous cry tore through the space, everyone was stunned at first, and then in the ecstasy of PUBG, because the sound reminded them of the dead boy who had been terrified.

"Old dog, take your life!"