Chapter 242: Smell the Gale Knights Again

readx;? With his knees slightly bowed, the young man's surging body was like a creeping cheetah, and the fierce flick of Jiao Key's body was shooting towards the fierce man, and the sword in his hand was high above his head, and the fiery red vitality was sharply condensed on the sword body like volcanic magma, and the pure to extreme heat shone with dazzling fire, and the moment it rose up, it was fiercely slashed towards the white bone ghost head. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info said at the top,..

On the street, everyone looked at the two people who suddenly launched the strongest attack, and they all retreated one after another as if avoiding ghosts and gods, and their confused faces were already terrifying. This kind of existence is a three-star martial artist, and it can simply kill the same level in seconds!

Collapse...... The sword and the ghost head collided together in an instant, and the violent explosion sound carried a sharp grinding tooth ghostly color, both of them fell vertically to the ground, accompanied by the violent impact of the ripples of the circle of light, swept out with a devastating momentum and swept away the tents on both sides of the street, and the ground of the center of the two attacks was crushed several feet deep.

Burst...... A mouthful of crazy blood spurted out backwards, and the huge impact swept through the body of the powerful man, the pitch-black robe was blown to pieces, the sunken chest was bleeding, and the sluggish eyes seemed to have scraped away most of his vitality.

The gloomy man suddenly raised his head, and when he saw the bloody ink dust that was only bruised at the corner of his mouth, his face was slightly white, and his clothes were intact and almost unharmed, his eyes suddenly cracked, and the extreme unwillingness in his chest made him blood-red, and the corners of his mouth rose, and Sen Ran laughed and said, "Ant cheap, I must let you break your bones and give me a ...... to die!"

The palm of his hand held the tail of the bone whip, and several mouthfuls of essence blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth and landed on the bone whip spear, and the gloomy man's pale face instantly became even more depressed like a ghost, and the body of the bone whip spear that was almost suicidal in exchange for a dim light shook again, and in a terrifying sound, the bone whip with a skull that was more substantial and huge than before, and roared towards the body of the ink dust sword with a violent momentum.

"Hmph, that master will also let you pay for it, the taste of the Demon Guardian Sword!" Looking at the appearance of the Yin Man who was seriously injured, Mo Chen's heart suddenly burst into laughter, Tianding Decision! Sure enough, it didn't disappoint him, although it consumed a lot of vitality, but it was the strongest martial art that made Chengwu Six Stars, as vulnerable as a bamboo house and earth tiles.

That's enough!

Mo Chen's heart suddenly ignited a blazing self-confidence, and even at this moment, his hatred for the Yin Man had decreased a lot, after all, without this substitute ghost, he might still have to spend a long time exploring the true combat power of Tianding Duel.

Although the hatred is reduced, the murderous intent is indecisive, even if you offend my sword, you will be killed!

Mo Chen shouted, and the sword of the Guardian Demon Sword held high in his hand suddenly shook Weng Weng, and the bright light was like a starry sky condensing on the tip of the sword, and all the fiery red vitality was gathered between the sharp cracks and contractions, and as the sword body trembled fiercely, a fiery red sword that was nearly half a zhang wide and long, and extremely condensed shook out, and roared towards the skull.

At a distance of a foot, the two extreme attacks of ice and fire collided even in an instant, and the terrifying energy impact brought about the earth-shattering explosion instantly collapsed the wide ground around the two of them several feet high, and the sound of cracking and spreading made people's scalps tingle, and the swept air waves swept the tent farther away into the sky with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, and all of them turned into dust in a hiss.

Burst... In the dust, a black shadow suddenly flew out of the deep pit, blood did not need money to sprinkle all the way in the air, in the screams of heart-rending, you can also hear bursts of bones, with a dull impact, the black shadow on the ground and slid out of a deep ditch of more than ten meters is to stop the body.

Outside the battle circle, a pair of eyes that had already been shocked followed the black shadow that was flying fast, and when they saw the unwilling yin on their faces and the lifeless wilting, although they had already prepared in their hearts, the sound of inhaling cold air was still indecisive.

Chengwu Three Stars, it was so easy to defeat Chengwu Six Stars, this is simply going to rewrite the history of the Qi Refining Continent, where did this young man come from, who can tell me?

Everyone suddenly shifted their gaze, and in the deepest pit with the most intense attack and the thickest dust, a straight and indifferent young figure, alone with a sword, was as calm as the footsteps on the tip of everyone's hearts, and slowly appeared in front of everyone.

On the handsome young face with a little delicateness, a pair of dark eyes slowly stayed on the withered body at an arrogant and indifferent angle, and the corners of the lips were lightly bloodstained, and a comfortable smile suddenly twisted.

No one dared to speak, Mo Chen's steady steps paused in front of the grim man, and on his slightly pale cheeks, the sunny smile was even more conspicuous.

"You can't kill me...... Ahem" The body fell like mud in the mud puddle, seeing this devil-like figure, because of the rapid passing of vitality and dim as ghost fire in the dark eyes, suddenly the light reflected back, the already unconscious body trembled, the difficult intermittent faint voice coughed up with the blood in the mouth, and the dry corpse-like withered lips continued, "I am Lie... Knights of Gale... Tuanjiu Tuanza...... You don't... Can ......"

"Knights of the Gale Wind?" Mo Chen's indifferent gaze suddenly lit up, and he remembered the two scumbags he had killed in the remnant town at this time ago, and the corners of his mouth were fiercely and disdainful.

"It seems that the garbage really comes from a nest......" muttered in a low voice, and Mochen's playful gaze once again looked at the dying Ben Wuza, and laughed very seriously and softly, "Gale Knights, well, I remember, I will follow your instructions and kill them all, rest assured, there will be no ...... left!"

"You ......" The grim man stared dryly, and with a choked voice, he saw a sword body as fiery red as magma churning waves, smashing on his head in a very casual posture.

As the last dull voice fell, the fiery red vitality in Mo Chen's hand tumbled, and the scorching heat instantly burned the dirty blood stains on the Demon Guardian Sword, and a wisp of crimson flame slowly poofed out from his left hand and condensed in the palm of his hand.

"But just solved the trouble here, I think you have already seen it, the inconvenience and damage caused, presumably the 10,000 gold coins here are enough to compensate" Mo Chen raised his head, his cold and indifferent gaze did not change much, he glanced at the crowd of people hiding around him, and with a wave of his big hand, a heavy cloth bag was still thrown on the ground, and he walked towards Lu De without saying a word.

"Hehe, don't dare, don't dare ......"

"Childe is wise and martial, who cares about this loss......"

............ There was a flattering giggle behind him, followed by the sound of tinkling bells and gold coins.

(It's May Day, hehe, but today Brother Bao is injured, ask for comfort, ask for comfort, ask for collection)