Chapter 387: Who Wants to Kill My Disciple?

"I'm tired of Brother Iron Soul." Heihuo did not refuse, and said in a light tone.

Meng Yi was stunned, no, is this going to hang, helpless, completely helpless, not to mention these two unfathomable guys, even the ghosts and empty stones behind them can destroy Meng Yi within three blows. Escape is only a theoretical possibility.

"Who is going to kill my disciples?" Just when Meng Yi and the others were desperately fighting, suddenly an old voice came.

Tears, that flow, Meng Yi never felt that Hu Yong was as cute as today, at the moment of life and death, this old guy finally appeared.

"You old guy, why did you run so fast, fortunately, the old man's foot strength is good, otherwise you would have been thrown off a lot." Another old voice came.

The old farmer, the old monster who chased after him also flashed, and appeared side by side with Hu Yong in front of Meng Yi.

"Is that you?" Hu Yong ignored Meng Yi, who was moved in the back, and pointed to the iron soul whose face was slightly throbbing.

"So what." Iron Soul said with a proud expression, although he was a little wary of the people who came, but his face still looked like I was the boss.

"Whew!" Hu Yong and the old farmer disappeared in place almost at the same time, and a gust of wind flashed, directly attacking the two big guys.

Seeing this, the empty stone and the demon immediately urged the law to attack Mo Yan again.

In fact, they were also very strange in their hearts, it stands to reason that Mo Yan had already lost his fighting strength due to injury, why had he recovered as much as seventy percent in only two hours.

But doubts are doubts, and killing is the last word.

Nuohai has lost his combat effectiveness, and Mo Yan can only deal with one person at most with seventy percent of his strength, so naturally there is one more.

Therefore, when Kong Shi looked at Meng Yi with a sneer, Meng Yi shuddered, turned his head to look, but found that Hu Yong was fighting with the iron soul, and no one could win anyone for the time being, while the old farmer had a slight advantage, but there would be no danger for the time being.

In a word, except for Nuo Hai, who fell to the ground unconscious, there was no one left to save Meng Yi, everything was in his own hands.

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Yi immediately frantically urged the mana, Ling Bo Weibu suddenly started, a smoke flashed directly, and Meng Yi began the so-called great escape.

Kongshi was depressed for a moment, although this young man's speed was very fast, but it was not enough for him to see, but his body was extremely strange, there was no law to follow at all, even if his speed had to prevail, but in this case, he could only sigh.

However, even so, Kong Shi did not stop attacking, his figure flashed, and he attacked Meng Yi with amazing momentum.

"Eyes of Heaven!" Meng Yi roared angrily, and immediately opened the Tongtian Eye at the center of his eyebrows, and shot towards the empty stone quickly, the empty stone looked stunned, obviously confused by Meng Yi's move, but when he felt the power of the other party's Tongtian Eye, he was also relieved.

After all, the realm is too low, and it can't exert the peerless power of the Heavenly Eye at all. Therefore, Kong Shi sneered in his mouth and began to attack at Meng Yi's black light.

This kind of attack is not a real physical attack, but a complete attack on the divine sense, rapidly expanding his divine consciousness and locking Meng Yi's spiritual power, so that as long as Meng Yi's divine consciousness collapses, the Heavenly Eye will naturally disappear, and then death will just be a program.

Meng Yi was suddenly shocked in his heart, even if his divine sense was already comparable to that of ordinary divine envoys, he still couldn't withstand a blow in front of the empty stone.

The Heavenly Eye suddenly collapsed, Meng Yi snorted, and was directly shocked and flew up.

"Hahaha..."The empty stone laughed almost maniacally, as if the prey was really going to die at his own hands.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a desperate sound sounded, and Kongshi's laughter suddenly stopped, only to see Hu Yong looking at Kongshi with disdain.

"Laugh at your head!" Hu Yong scolded the empty stone.

"Your opponent is me!" The Iron Soul roared again and attacked Hu Courage like a rainbow.

"It's irritating." Hu Yong scolded secretly, then turned his head and yelled at Meng Yi who was lying on the ground: "Stinky boy, you get up for me, and see how the teacher teaches these sundries that don't know the height of the sky!" “

Meng Yi shook his hazy head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Hu Yong.

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Seeing that the Iron Soul was about to attack, Hu Yong suddenly pinched the Law Decision, and an extremely magnificent ink-colored cyclone suddenly formed above his head.

The surrounding air began to become furious and uneasy, and the inky cyclone did not stop growing because of this, and continued to expand, starting with Hu Yong's head, an inky black hole the size of a Buddha statue roared at the sky like an ancient troll.

At this time, I am the heavens, I am the master of life, the longitudinal of reincarnation. Hu Yong's posture comparable to heaven and earth was like a demon god of the world, which deeply shocked Meng Yi's heart.

Everyone present was moved, the iron soul had already sat on the ground when Hu Yong was about to urge the ink-colored cyclone, and even the old farmer's face was extremely incredible.

"Go!" Hu Yong shouted, the inky mist in the sky galloped away like a wild horse, and the huge air flow violently destroyed all the debris in the path, and before the ghost could resist, he was rushed away by the inky breath, and the black mist on his body continued to flow, and the empty stone was directly gone.

Mo Yan and the others were okay, because they rushed to Hu Yong's side in time and didn't suffer too much impact, but the iron soul and the black fire barely had a good skin on their bodies, and the black fire constantly exuded a black soul breath.

At this time, the old farmer was no better, his clothes were silky, there was no intact place, and there was still a trace of red blood at the corner of his mouth.

"You, why don't you even let Lao Tzu go, (a plant)!" The old farmer scolded Hu Yong for a while.

"Ahem..."Hu Yong's face turned slightly pale, and said: "You can't blame me, this kind of attack is indiscriminate, and besides, you are not the center of the attack, at most you have been hit a little bit." “

"Very good, I didn't expect there to be a master like you this time!" The iron soul wiped the black blood from the corners of his mouth, slowly ran his hands, and made a spell to stabilize the throbbing internal force.

"Looks like there's a backhand?" Hu Yong looked at the other party mockingly and asked.

"Do you think the magic weapon of the upper realm is what you can imagine?" Iron Soul slowly took out a dark black iron sword, "The name of this sword is called Soul Eater, my name was changed from it, Soul Eater Soul Devourer, devouring all souls, today I will pay the price for your impulsiveness." “

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