Chapter Eighty-Seven: Rage Flows
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Ye Luo was already full of impatience and irritability at this time, and the little role that he thought would be easy to solve was still unable to attack for a long time after he made a trick. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Thinking that the second demon team was on the side, Ye Luo was even more jealous.
As if feeling the frenzy of the falling leaves, the thorn demon flower suddenly became restless.
Several vines rose from the ground again, growing rapidly, almost spreading to the outer layer of the lost ruins, and the original regular attacks also became frantic and danced wildly.
Syllable!
A vine that had been swept away by the mortal dust slammed into the ground, leaving a deep mark on the ground.
The tip of the sword is a little, the sword body is a square, and all attacks are blocked by mortal dust.
"Demon Vine, what the are you doing, kill him for me!"
Ye Luo was almost mad, how long has it been, even if the general spiritual realm has fallen, but only the mortal dust of the high level of heaven has not fallen.
His face was distorted, and Ye Luo screamed frantically.
"Smack~" What answered him was a fierce whiplash, and a pitch-black vine struck with a howling gale, and Ye Luo, who was not good at fighting, could only dodge in embarrassment.
"Bastard!" Ye Luo roared angrily, the Thorn Demon Flower was actually swayed by the owner's frenzied will, and it was completely out of control.
In an instant, countless spreading vines on the ground wriggled like snakes, whipping indiscriminately.
"Ahh
"Ye Ling!" The frenzied thorn demon flower vines waved wildly, and the closest to the mortal dust was naturally enveloped by the attack.
Fan Chen saw that Ye Ling was swept by a vine thicker than her whole body, and her petite body suddenly flew upside down, and fell to the ground with a groan.
"Ye Luo! You are looking for death!!" Fan Chen's heart suddenly felt as painful as if it had been torn apart, and the blood in his body was almost boiling and rushing to his brain, his eyes were red with blood, and his muscles were violent.
With a roar, Fan Chen ignored the other vines that swept towards him, and as soon as his body moved, he reappeared the vines that were about to be swept towards Ye Ling's body.
I saw Fan Chen carrying the wooden sword in his hand, as if it had turned into purple lightning, and slashed down at the vines with a sword.
The cold sword light lit up, and the vine thicker than his waist was instantly cut flatly, and countless dark green juices gushed out, and the thorn demon flower screamed with pain.
Bang!
With his feet on the ground, Fan Chen's body twisted, and the wooden sword in his hand danced around like lightning, and after it suddenly stopped, he was already holding the sword in his backhand.
Fan Chen's figure stood still, and he thrust the wooden sword into the ground, and the entire tip of the sword sank into the ground.
"Thunder !!"
With a loud shout, the purple luster on the wooden sword quickly faded.
The slightest lightning flickered on the ground, and the ground where the Thorn Demon Flower was deeply rooted trembled for a while, and cracks gradually spread to the entire battle field.
Rumble!!!
The ground shook violently, and countless gravel rose up into the sky, rushing into the air without waiting to fall, and there was a tremor below, and this repeated several times.
When it calmed down, I saw that the thorn demon flower was already deep in a big pit, and most of the roots were exposed.
Fan Chen frantically ran under the huge rhizome of the Thorn Demon Flower, and seeing this, the huge flower mouth bit down towards Fan Chen with a fishy wind.
If you are bitten, it will kill you almost instantly.
Just when Ye Luo thought that the bloody scene was about to appear, the expected scene did not happen.
Bang!!!
I saw that Fan Chen's body moved, turned into a black mang, jumped up quickly, swept with one leg, and kicked the demon flower out of the air, and the demon flower fell to the ground with a scream.
As soon as this blow was struck, the rhizome was pulled out again, and the rubble fell with a clatter.
Click!!
As soon as his feet fell to the ground, Fan Chen immediately hugged a rhizome with both hands, his muscles swelled, and his muscles burst out.
"Give it to me!"
With Fan Chen's loud shout, the entire rhizome of the Thorn Demon Flower was uprooted by Fan Chen's personal strength.
Before Ye Luo could recover from the shock that almost stared out of his eyeballs, Fan Chen had already twisted his waist violently, grabbed the huge thorn demon flower with both arms and slammed it to the ground.
Then another scream was heard.
Fan Chen didn't let go, and continued to exert his strength to the other side and fell hard.
"Bang bang" fell so repeatedly, and the thorn demon flower collided violently with the ground, smashing out one deep pit after another on the ground.
It's horrible!
Ye Luo's eyes when he looked at Fan Chen could almost be said to be frightened, this huge figure could almost be described as a behemoth that supported the sky, and in Fan Chen's hands, it seemed to be as light as nothing, constantly smashing to both sides.
I don't know how much time passed, Fan Chen seemed to be tired of beating, and with both hands, he threw the demon flower in his hand into the air, and the demon flower suddenly rose several feet high.
Fan Chen rose to the sky and struck the branches of the thorn demon flower with his fist.
Bang!!!
A dull thud shook the battlefield.
At the same time, Fan Chen's counterattack force fell rapidly, and before the Thorn Demon Flower fell, it rose into the sky, turning into a black afterimage, punching at the same part.
The huge body of the Thorn Demon Flower was as if it was imprisoned in the air by a black chain, and it could not fall.
Eventually, a crack appeared on the branch of the Thorn Demon Flower, and then there was a cracking sound, and the thick branch broke under the frenzied attack of mortal dust.
Rumble!!!
The thorn demon flower fell to the ground with a bang, and the upper body couldn't help squirming in the incessant scream, and disgusting dark green juice flowed out.
Fan Chen followed and landed in front of the demon flower, and the thorn demon flower shrank back as if in fear.
Fan Chen ignored it, grabbed the big mouth of the thorn demon flower with both hands, and the spiritual power of his whole body was infused, and the blue light suddenly brightened, almost illuminating the entire battle ground.
Hiss!!!
In the sound of tearing, the thorn demon flower had been torn in half by the mortal dust along the big mouth, extending far to the branches.
When the mortal dust was released, the thorn demon flower had already turned in half, completely dead.
The huge body fell to the ground with a violent hurricane.
At this time, Fan Chen's body was soaked in dark green juice, emitting bursts of white smoke, and the smoke kept corroding Fan Chen's clothes and skin, but Fan Chen stood quietly as if he were nothing.
Fan Chen glanced coldly at Ye Luo's side, and Ye Luo suddenly felt cold.
As if he had been greatly frightened, Ye Luo couldn't help but retreat on his feet.
Bang!!!
Ye Luo was about to flee into the distance, but Fan Chen instantly got up in front of Ye Luo, and hit Ye Luo in the abdomen with a fierce hook punch.
I only saw a green figure flying out and slamming it on the ground, and when I looked around, I saw that the leaves were embedded in the ground at this time, and the person had completely fainted.
Fan Chen turned his head coldly, and as soon as his body moved, he walked towards Ye Ling's side.
"Dapeng, what the are you doing?" Fan Chen scolded, and immediately frightened the Fanhua Dapeng beside Ye Ling.
"Ring... Ring Master, I didn't react either."
"Don't tell me this, I'll ask Ye Ling to "ravage" you every day in the future
"No! I... I really didn't react."
Swish!!
Fan Chen slapped towards Fanhua Dapeng, but he saw Fanhua Dapeng's figure flashing and dodging Fanchen's slap.
Before Fanhua Dapeng was happy, Fanchen's murderous eyes suddenly locked on Fanhua Dapeng.
"Aren't you overwhelmed?"
"I'm ......" "You wait to die in the future!" Ignoring Fanhua Dapeng, Fanchen hurried eagerly to Ye Ling's side.
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