Desperate screams were heard from the storm, like a beast dying and throeping. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lao Chen's feet slowly left the ground, and a hand reached out in the storm, grabbed his neck as fast as lightning, and then lifted him up.

At this moment, Lao Chen felt a killing intent like substance on the other party's body.

"Are you...... Who?"

Old Chen in the storm let out a final question, and the power of the storm descended on his body, and the feeling of pain made him numb for a moment.

Every piece of grit that should have been at his disposal came at his face, body, and leg at this moment.

and the fierce wind, which directly blew a hole in his face.

......

Just like a big grinding disc, the storm is strangling Lao Chen's body.

At this moment, Fang Zheng suddenly felt a feeling of excitement, as if the original killing should have belonged to him, and there was no discomfort at all from the first killing in the novel.

Looking at the body that was swept by the wind and sand, a little bit full of holes, life was under his control.

This is the feeling that Fang Zheng wants, life is controlled in the hands of others, it is simply a doll, he wants to be the master of life, an existence above everything like a god!

There is no way to see the situation of the two people in the storm, everyone can only hear the sound to judge, and vaguely feel that the person who died should be Lao Chen.

"What's going on, Commander, who won? With such a big wind and sand, there's no way to see what's going on inside!"

"I don't know, I can't see ...... clearly"

"Is this the strength that a spirit master should have? My God, this is simply the power to control heaven and earth. ”

The people of the Sand Mercenary Group were discussing in a whisper, everything in front of them was too terrifying for them, and the handsome-looking young man had such strength to control a sandstorm.

Could it be that that is the strength that can be controlled by the spirit master? If it is said that the higher level of the great spirit master, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?

It turns out that the legend is true, there are really people who can move mountains and reclaim the sea, and they can do anything!

......

A figure flew out of the dust and landed motionless on the ground.

The people of the Sand Mercenary Group opened their eyes carefully, hoping to tell who the figure flying out of the sandstorm was, but at this sight, their hearts were shocked.

It's so miserable that it can't be called a human anymore! The flesh and blood are blurry and even the bones have been exposed, and there is not even a complete part of the whole body, some are just bodies like a sieve.

"This should be Lao Chen......"

"It must be Lao Chen, that young man has the same means as a spirit master......

The people of the mercenary group swallowed a mouthful of spit and said, the figure that flew out upside down, there was no place on the whole body that could be distinguished, they could only pray in their hearts that it was Lao Chen.

If even the boy who made the sandstorm couldn't get the final victory, then Lao Chen's strength was simply terrifying.

While they were thinking, the Sandstorm moved again, still at the same speed as lightning! Even faster than before!

It simply overturned everyone's perception of the storm, in their impression, the storm should move slowly, but the storm in front of them, as if it would teleport, appeared directly in front of the female snake man.

In the next second, the screams came out, and the terrible screams of the female snake people made the people in the desert shiver!

......

However, this is just the beginning of the nightmare.

Fang Zheng in the storm, looking at the bloody female snake man in front of him, the excitement in his eyes became more and more intense, and he could even feel that there was a kind of temperature in his body that was draining, as if it had become more cold-blooded and ruthless.

At this moment, his strength seemed to have grown endlessly, inexhaustible!

Blood can make him excited!

Blood seems to have become another color of the black and white world!

He needed to kill, he needed blood! Fang Zheng didn't have a moment when he wanted to kill as much as he did now.

But in today's field, there is no one who should be killed, since this is the case, then kill some people who should not be killed, as long as they are alive, flesh and blood, you can feel excited.

It's a good feeling.

"No...... Ahh

Another scream came out, and one of the mercenaries who could stand in the field was swept into the storm, to be precise, the storm teleported to his side again.

"What's going on?who is in this storm??, why do we have to kill us?" said one of the mercenaries in an incoherent voice, and at this moment, it was as if he had seen a storm of death.

......

The leader of the Sand Mercenary Regiment, cold sweat is also flowing on his forehead, and the unknown is the most terrifying.

"Look, look, those eyes!"

"Oh my God! What's that? Those blood-red eyes, he's not human, run!"

The speed of the storm is getting faster and faster, even making the originally calm desert no longer calm, and the sandstorm has also expanded little by little from the original two-meter range, and even became a large sandstorm of more than ten meters!

In the midst of this sandstorm, two red dots suddenly appeared, and only after a closer look could they tell that they were actually a pair of eyes.

What kind of eyes are that scarlet? What kind of killing can make those eyes full of blood?

"Run, run!" roared the leader of the Sand Mercenary Regiment!

No matter who was in the sandstorm, or the boy wanted to kill them, there was no strength that could fight against it, it was already a heavenly force, and it was not something they could fight against at all.

Hearing the words of the regiment leader, the people of the Sand Mercenary Group scattered and fled, and even the fear that they had never faced in the face of Lao Chen appeared on their faces.

......

A group of mercenaries who are accustomed to life and death, blood and fire, have been frightened at this moment, and the sandstorm is not a person at all, it must be a monster.

However, the mercenary's flight was simply too slow compared to the speed of the sandstorm.

Fang Zheng felt that he was so comfortable, he had never been so comfortable, he had never been so happy, controlling the fate of others, killing for fun, and wantonly trampling on other people's lives.

"It turns out that the killing is like this, which makes people feel refreshed. Fang Zheng's eyes were scarlet.

After killing the female snake man, Fang Zheng's hands were already covered with blood, and he couldn't tell which one was Lao Chen's or the snake man. But looking at the scarlet blood, he suddenly wanted to lick it.

Gently put it on the side of your mouth and shoot out your tongue, which is a little sweet, a little fishy, and a little salty.

But there was a feeling that the pores of the whole body were relaxed, as if it was breathing, as if something in the body was finally broken, and the eyes were red.