Wang Zun stood up, knowing that his group would not be Fang Xiaoxiao's opponent, but he was inexplicably a little relieved.

Because I have a family!

Even though the family members were very frightened and scared in their hearts, but in this case, they still stood up, fearless of the strength of the enemy, stood with Wang Zun, and faced the terrible enemy with him!

This is already just a partner, a family, a family member who can give everything for each other.

Wang Zun took a breath, and with a hand in his hand, the ghost vine crawled out, flashing with a bewitching blue light, this time, it did not act rashly, and seemed to know the seriousness of the matter, and stayed by Wang Zun's side.

"Die!"

Fang Xiaoxiao flicked his hand, and the flesh and blood surged, like a huge wave, roaring, covering Wang Zun and his gang!

Zhu Jin's blood-killing knife cut out, tearing a gap, and beyond the gap, there was Fang Xiaoxiao's hideous face and blood-red face.

At the same time, Fang Xiaoxiao stretched out his claws, grabbed Zhu Jin's neck, and threw him out, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and it was difficult to get up on the ground.

drove straight in, Fang Xiaoxiao killed him, his bloody clothes were wide open, he roared and roared, he was completely a madman.

Before Xiao Ling went up, people had already taken the initiative to attack, and a dodge came to Xiao Ling, grabbed her rabbit ear, and threw her out.

Fang Xiaoxiao was unstoppable, and he went straight all the way, and he was fierce.

Not to mention the big head, Fang Xiaoxiao was standing there, he shook his head and smashed it, the bell clanged, but the effect was not at all.

The big head's head was very hard, but Fang Xiaoxiao's body seemed to be even harder, and it was not a level of existence at all.

Fang Xiaoxiao stretched out a finger and put it on the head of the big head.

The big head's eyes were about to burst, and he was trembling with fear, and his head might really explode if he fingered it.

"Big sister, can I make a request?"

The big head is also awesome, and at this time, he actually made a request to Fang Xiaoxiao.

"Can it be lighter? I'm afraid it hurts! ”

Fang Xiaoxiao was hideous and crazy, and with a force on his fingers, his big head flew out like a bullet from a cane, hitting the flesh wall, leaving a deep finger hole on his big head.

Zhu Jin came back, and Xiao Ling also struggled to crawl back, but unfortunately, those ghosts who came out of the madhouse crawled out of the flesh wall and killed the two fierce ghosts.

For a while, I couldn't break free at all.

Mo Yu was guarding behind Wang Zun, blood-colored ribbons flying, the yin wind blowing her red hijab, and her blue and white eyes were full of solemnity.

"No one can save you, you killed my son, it's you, it's you!"

Fang Xiaoxiao roared, like madness, the heavens and the earth shook, the flesh and blood crushed, and all the ghosts felt her despair and anger, roaring, roaring, grinning and fighting.

Zhu Jin and Xiao Ling were so restrained by many ghosts that they couldn't move, many of them touched the blue-eyed level, and it was already remarkable that they could survive under the fight of so many ghosts.

The big head sat half-dead on the ground, the finger hole on his head was constantly flowing out of strange liquid, and Fang Xiaoxiao was lucky not to crush him with one finger.

Yan Wei didn't make the slightest sound, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Wang Zun clenched the ghost hammer, took a few breaths, his whole body was paralyzed, the pressure was unprecedented, and he felt a little suspended tonight.

Burst!

As Fang Xiaoxiao's ghost claws grabbed it, the flesh and blood were torn apart, and a bloody ghost hand broke out of the flesh, grabbing Wang Zun like covering the sky and the sun.

Mo Yu's blood-colored ribbon wrapped around Wang Zun, flashed out to the side, and directly dragged Wang Zun away, and the ghost hand pounced.

Fang Xiaoxiao dodged, but quietly came to Wang Zun and Mo Yu, with hideous faces, blood-red eyes, and a slap on his hand, a person and a ghost flew out directly.

Mo Yu did his duty with all his heart and did his duty, and he protected Wang Zun tightly, and he was slapped firmly, and his red hijab was about to be knocked off.

"Dead and dead...... Death to me! ”

Fang Xiaoxiao raised his head to the sky and roared, the flesh space shook, and a ball of bloody flesh fell.

The blood-red eyes seemed to be able to distort the world, and the yin aura was like a knife, slashing in all directions.

Fang Xiaoxiao's hand grabbed again, and another bloody ghost hand stretched out from the flesh and blood, tearing it up.

Mo Yuhong bit her red lips, her wide wedding dress hunted, her red hijab flew up, and her blue and white eyes were full of solemnity and nervousness.

The blood-colored ribbon is infinitely enlarged, like a red cloth, trying to block the attack of the ghost claw, but the horror of the ghost claw is unimaginable, the blood-colored ribbon is torn open a gap, and the ghost claw is indomitable, grabbing a person and a ghost.

Mo Yu snorted coldly, the wide wedding dress was unfurled, the wide cuffs were like a black hole, and a supreme suction force suddenly rose, trying to suck the ghost claws into the cuffs.

She did, and the claw was sucked into the cuff, however, it was replaced by another claw!

Fang Xiaoxiao appeared in front of Mo Yu in an instant, and she raised her hand and slapped her again, and once again slapped Mo Yu out.

Fierce!

Mo Yu was also depressed, how to say that he was also half-step blue-eyed, but he didn't expect to be pressed so hard that he couldn't raise his head.

But she was also dutiful, and the blood-colored ribbon wrapped Wang Zun together and protected him to death.

They all know that Wang Zun is the key, the key to victory, and Wang Zun can't die no matter what.

Fang Xiaoxiao seemed to understand this very well, so she went straight to Wang Zun, a pair of ghost claws were sharp and long, and she tore the thick ribbon wrap and pulled Wang Zun out of it.

I'm forked!

Don't be so fierce, treat Lao Tzu as something, drag it out, and don't give any face.

"Kill my son, I want you to live rather than die!"

Fang Xiao roared fiercely, his black hair fluttering, and his bloody clothes flying blood.

"That's not your son, that's a doll, that's a clown doll who pushed you into the abyss, that's a demon, you were deceived by him!"

Wang Zun gritted his teeth, and the ghost vine protector was heartbroken, and he stabbed up.

Burst!

The ghost vine pierced Fang Xiaoxiao's brain and tangled it up, trying to screw Fang Xiaoxiao's head off.

However!

Fang Xiaoxiao's head turned, the ghost vine shattered, cracked and cracked, and the pierced head recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I, Nima, is this the terrible thing about red eyes?"

Wang Zun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and a handful of lime powder was placed on Fang Xiaoxiao's face.

With a chirp, white smoke flew up, Fang Xiao was in pain, and threw Wang Zun out.

Mo Yu pointed at her hand, and the blood-colored ribbon wrapped around Wang Zun, and she was already shaking, and her head was crooked.

Click.

Mo Yu moved his head violently, grinned his teeth, and bit his red lips.

"Wang Gongzi, you are really good at picking enemies, I am flattered to give me such a big gift directly!"

Mo Yu smiled bitterly, his words were full of bitterness and helplessness.

"Miss Mo, you have to give a big gift when you meet, don't you like this gift?" Wang Zun also smiled bitterly.

"Love your head!" Mo Yu glanced at Wang Zun and took a deep breath.

Xiao Ling, Zhu Jin, was still dragged by a group of ghosts, and was at a disadvantage, with more and more injuries on their bodies.

The big head is still half-dead, and the finger holes on the head are constantly flowing out of something, white, like rice milk.

Wang Zun's eyes widened, this can't be the brains of the big head, right?

The injuries on Fang Xiaoxiao's face were recovering, recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, there was hardly any damage, and his blood-red eyes were full of resentment, staring at Wang Zun.

Wang Zun strained his face and patted the black crockpot in his hand, it was time to open it.

Fang Xiaoxiao's face was beating, the green tendons were squirming, the bloody clothes threw out raindrops of blood, and with a grab, a ghost hand broke through the flesh and grabbed Wang Zun from the sky.

Wang Zun gritted his teeth and was about to open the black clay pot, but the grimaces on the tank were already excited, and his smile was even more hideous than Fang Xiaoxiao.

It's also at this time.

A figure suddenly appeared, smashed his hand, and the attacking ghost hand shattered on the spot, turning into countless flesh and blood flying away.

Wang Zun fixed his eyes, widened his eyes, and was taken aback.

The figure that appeared was actually Yan Wei!

Yan Wei is still in a suit and leather shoes, with a big back comb, a cigarette in his mouth, and a big iron rod on his shoulder.

The only difference is that one of his eyes, one of which is blood-red.

Those blood-red eyes were filled with endless rage and ferocity, as if they were the eyes of a beast.

What's the situation?

Wang Zun was stunned, Yan Wei seemed to be a completely different person, and even Fang's small attack was smashed with a stick.

"You have to force me out and do it yourself!"

Yan Wei's voice became very hoarse and heavy, full of confidence.

Another personality?

What's the deal with those blood-red eyes?

Wang Zun was stunned, if it was a ghost thing with red eyes, he didn't think so, and thought it was normal.

But Yan Wei is alone!

His other personality is a ghost?

"Xiao Wang, look at it, Uncle will teach you how to kill the enemy!"

Yan Wei took a puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled it, grinned, and rushed forward with an iron rod.

Fang Xiaoxiao's sharp fingers stabbed, and Yan Wei's big iron rod smashed, and there were flying sparks colliding between the two.

Yan Wei was indomitable, and the big iron rod smashed out bursts of stick wind, like a humanoid beast, forcing Fang Xiaoxiao to retreat, and in that blood-red eye, in addition to being furious, it was ferocious, as if it was not his eyes, but more like a ghost eye!

It was very ferocious, the big iron rod was invincible, and it was wielded in Yan Wei's hand with endless stick shadows, forcing Fang Xiaoxiao and into the corner all the way.

"Come on, come on, come on!"

Yan Wei screamed madly as he smashed, his bloody eyes trembled, and he shot out a violent bloody light.

Wang Zun was overjoyed, he finally understood why Yan Wei was so fearless, because he had a stronger personality.

The body of a mortal dares to fight against a red-eyed and red-clothed ghost, who asks how many people can do it?

Fang Xiaoxiao was forced to retreat again and again, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back, he was completely crushed, and Yan Wei's ferocity surprised Wang Zun.

"Are you dead?"

Wang Zun patted the big head, pointing out that the things flowing out of the hole had stopped, and he was still half-dead.

"I can't die yet, boss, you underestimate me too much, fortunately my head is thick enough, she didn't hurt my brain!"

Wang Zun shook his head, threw out strings of liquid, and staggered to his feet.

The big head's head is indeed too sinful, the five finger sockets of the last time have not recovered, and they were smashed by Yan Wei again, and now there is another finger hole, which is completely inhuman.

Wang Zun felt that he was a little pitiful!

The big head swayed, like a tumbler, and joined Zhu Jin Xiaoling's battlefield.

Zhu Jin, Xiao Ling, there are more and more injuries on the two ghosts, the injuries are serious, the number of the other party is really too much, and they are killed one after another, and there is no lack of existence that can be equal to Zhu Jin, and there is more than one.

It's amazing that two of these things have been able to stop it so far.

If these enemies are not blocked, Wang Zun and they will score another wave of hearts, and Zhu Jin and they know the role very well.

Hold these enemies to the death.

Wang Zun and Mo Yu were not idle, and together with Yan Wei, they forced Fang Xiaoxiao and Fang into a desperate situation.

The ghost vine was like lightning, and it volleyed out, leaving a scar on Fang Xiaoxiao's body, and the ghost hammer smashed on Fang Xiaoxiao's head without hesitation, and her head was crooked.

Mo Yu's blood-colored ribbon flew out, enlarged infinitely, and wrapped around Fang Xiaoxiao like a snake, which was a two-way pull.

Fang's small body was deformed and distorted.

Not to mention Yan Wei, he didn't treat Fang Xiaoxiao as a ghost at all, smashing like crazy, beating crazy, and fighting like beef balls!

Fang Xiaoxiao was crippled, and his body was twisted and unhuman, like a lump of flesh! Mud!