"I said, that old man lost! Long Yuan is about to run away!" Feng Lao reminded Long Yuan in a panic, but Long Yuan didn't react. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, Long Yuan only felt that there was a white light in front of him, he couldn't see anything at all, and there was only a piercing tinnitus in his ears, and Feng Lao's reminder and tinnitus were mixed together, and he couldn't hear it at all.

The situation in front of me slowly emerged, and a few black dots seemed to shake in the water, becoming more and more clear as the amplitude became smaller and smaller.

The two black shadows slowly became clear, and everyone felt that they had seen it, but the situation at the moment made their hearts cold.

The old man sat on the ground with blood at the corner of his mouth, his face was dead gray, the wine gourd fell to the ground full of cracks at the moment, and his right hand was also completely broken, supporting the ground in a deformed appearance, and his whole body was filled with not weak wounds, constantly overflowing blood.

Although the man also had blood on the corner of his mouth, but at this moment he was holding the 'Vientiane' in his hand, the tip of the sword was pointing at his nose, although there were some wounds on his body, but they were negligible compared to the wounds of the old man, and his momentum was still arrogant and full of power.

"Refreshing! But that's all!" The man had a kind of perverted comfort on his face, looking at the old man in front of him who was unable to sit on the ground, the purple thunder flashed in his hand, and flew to the old man's heart like a small sword through 'Vientiane'.

"That's it. ”

The man turned around and left as he spoke, and he didn't have to look at the fate of the old man behind him, he was powerless to dodge or defend at this moment.

But that doesn't mean others don't have ......

Although Feng Lao prompted Long Yuan to escape, Long Yuan didn't know that a force came from there and rushed over directly to push the old man away, and the purple thunder sword grazed his face and shot over, just a moment of contact, Long Yuan only felt that the pain on his face was unbearable, and he couldn't help but snort.

The man didn't expect that someone would dare to save the old man, and turned his head to look at Long Yuan, who was panting, and for a moment a sense of humiliation hit his heart, and the green tendons on his head burst out.

Without any words, the man carried the 'Vientiane' step by step towards Long Yuan, and the increasing sense of oppression directly made Long Yuan unable to move, and the internal organs were as if they were being squeezed, and blood was also overflowing from his eyes, mouth, nose and ears.

"Feng Lao, what's the matter! I can't stand it!" Long Yuan could only ask Feng Lao for help in the face of this situation.

Feng Lao was also very anxious and said: "What should I do? I told you to run away just now but you didn't react, as for this old man, why did you save him!

"Old Feng, don't talk nonsense, what's going on now!" Long Yuan coughed up blood, his whole body was like being smashed by a giant hammer, and his internal organs were about to break.

"I will inject energy into your body to the maximum extent, and whether you can go or not depends on our creation. ”

Speaking of which, a stream of energy rushed out in Long Yuan's dantian, because Long Yuan had no veins, and these forces were directly integrated into his muscles and internal organs.

The man originally wanted to crush the ant in front of him alive, but for some reason, this ant burst out with a not weak aura in an instant, which aroused his fighting intent in an instant!

"Yo, it looks like there are two hits?"

Saying that, the man approached Longyuan step by step with the 'Vientiane' on his shoulder, and looked at the ant in front of him who was crushed by himself with a lot of playfulness.

Long Yuan felt this power that did not belong to him, and an addictive feeling instantly filled Long Yuan's limbs, and the pleasure brought by the power was indeed sinking, but Long Yuan also reacted quickly, and asked Xiang Feng Lao.

"Old Feng, how sure is this situation?"

Feng Lao did not hesitate at all, and said solemnly: "It's less than fifty percent! It's better to try to see if you can escape, and stay in the green mountains, not afraid of running out of firewood!"

"Less than half is enough!"

Long Yuan looked at the man who was slowly approaching him, and the 'Vientiane' in his hand was like a door panel on his shoulder, and he looked at him with contempt.

In this case, what Feng Lao said may be the most correct way, but escaping means abandoning everything, Ye Tiannan, Bailong, Huacai and Jianghua, for Long Yuan, this is impossible!

The man stood in front of Long Yuan, looking at Long Yuan in front of him, the coercion locked Long Yuan, Long Yuan couldn't move even if he was full of strength, and he just gently pressed the 'Wan Dao' on Long Yuan's shoulder, Long Yuan only felt that he seemed to have a big mountain on his shoulder!

The collarbone and arm were directly broken, and the left hand was invalidated in an instant, and the purple thunder rushed into his body, wantonly destroying and devouring Long Yuan's body and energy!

Long Yuan raised his head and stared at the man, his sweat-soaked hair falling down to block his vision, but a killing intent stimulated the man.

Sure enough, the man felt Long Yuan's killing intent and shouted: "This is also called killing intent? Children are better than you! Ants are ants, I still have expectations for you, I'm really crazy, hehe, little friend, this is the real killing intent!"

Visible waves of qi emanated from the man's body, and there seemed to be a sword dance in front of Long Yuan's eyes, stumps and broken arms, endless killings, and corpses on the ground.......

The smell of blood seemed to be right next to the nose, and the stench of decay seemed to fill the nasal cavity, and screams, severed limbs, weapons, all seemed to be happening in front of my eyes......

"Long Yuan!" Feng Lao drank and woke Long Yuan up, at this moment, his cold sweat soaked through his vest, his face was pale, his lips were terrible purple, and he couldn't stop shaking.

The man looked at Long Yuan's appearance and smiled very domineeringly: "How is it?

When Long Yuan heard this, he looked up suddenly, and the man's face at the moment was like a nightmare, which made Long Yuan tremble.

"Are you frightened?hehe, let's finish you early!" As he spoke, the man moved the 'Vientiane' from his shoulder to Longyuan's neck, and said with a smile: "Then that beauty is also mine!"

Long Yuan paused for a moment, originally Feng Lao saw that his mind was destroyed, and he no longer had any hope, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and he hit the man's chin directly like a dragon fist, knocking the man away, and at the same time, his body flashed and retreated.

"Damn, you forget about me, and you still want to my woman?

Saying that, Long Yuan directly stretched out his right hand, and the earth dog Wang responded, turning into a wolf knife and holding it in his hand, his eyes were like a hungry ghost being robbed, staring at the man fiercely.

The man was also stunned after being knocked away, looking at Long Yuan, who was like a madman in front of him, he also summoned the 'Ten Thousand Dao' and held it in his hand, and in the next second, he was going to tear the ant of the noodle to pieces!

"Boy, you have to die!" The man shot directly over, and the 'Ten Thousand Dao' in his hand pressed the air so that it couldn't flow, and a blow directly hit Long Yuan's head.

Long Yuan drank the potion and quickly recovered his physical strength, and the wolf knife in his hand also hit the man directly.

The heaviness of Vientiane matched the sharpness of the wolf knife, and sparks of cyan and purple intertwined bloomed.

Long Yuan's hands were numb, blood spilled from the tiger's mouth, and he held the wolf knife tightly, slashing at the man with a roar.

The man also slashed heartily, the huge 'Vientiane' speed in his hand was not weak at all, the wolf knife in Long Yuan's hand was constantly contracted, and the muscles in his body continued to contract and stretch, as if he could breathe, and his combat skills were more than one grade higher than Long Yuan!

", madness!"

After Long Yuan went berserk, he charged a knife and directly knocked the man away, and a knife slash flew out to catch up with the man in the air, hitting the man on the back, the man gritted his teeth and snorted, but there was no wound.

"It's kind of interesting, Mushuang!"

The man saw that the combat power of Long Yuan had increased exponentially after he had gone berserk, which also aroused his interest, and a purple and blackened thunder arc flashed out on his palm, flashing directly into his body, and in an instant, his breath also skyrocketed!

"Boy, I said you have to die!" The man frantically poured out immortal power, and the 'Vientiane' followed closely with a purple glow, and came to Long Yuan in an instant.

Long Yuan's eyes opened suddenly, the wolf knife in his hand stood up again, and the energy in his body poured into it crazily.

"Kill the waves!"

The phantom of the wolf god condensed again, and pounced directly on the man who was attacking madly.