Chapter 108: The Ghost Fist King Descends from the Sky to the Sea

"Dad, let's go..."Flowey shouted anxiously.

Jing Meng's face suddenly lifted, and when he saw the dark clouds in the air spinning into a huge funnel, his heart was frightened and anxious, and his steps wanted to leave the place.

Body....

The pupils condensed directly into a point, his expression was shocked, his feet were like falling into the mire, he couldn't move at all, his heart was suddenly frightened, and he suddenly felt a black light flashing above his head, and hurriedly looked at it.

"Good boy...."Jing Meng was almost stupid, and slowly gathered into a fist under the huge dark cloud funnel.

Huahua was very impatient, her body kept flying up and down, and she yelled eagerly: "Dad, what are you doing, go quickly, you can't stop it." ”

I know.

But I can't say what I suffer.

"Huh," he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, clenched the Ruyi Sword with both hands, and looked fixedly at the black fist that had been converging in the air, looking like a hero.

But.... , who knows the suffering of heroes.

Xiusha saw the different color on Jing Meng's face and instantly understood that it was difficult for him to get out, and suddenly there was a buzz in the air, and the black fist got rid of the dark clouds and smashed down on Jing Meng, and the sound of whirring in the air was like a ghost crying, Xiusha's face changed greatly, and her body actually rushed towards Jing Meng.

This.... One is not happy, do you want to come together?

"Ah..... Jing Meng roared, opened his mouth and scolded: "Silly woman, what are you doing, looking for death," the voice settled, Xiusha settled down with success, it was easy to get in, it was difficult to get out, Xiusha had a solemn face, she had already grabbed the spirit knife in her hand, and said in a deep voice: "Be careful to deal with the enemy." ”

Before the fist arrived, it was already the first to take the lead.

Jing Meng's face was torn by the whirring wind under the black fist, and his shirt was torn in strands, so that Xiusha was not damaged because of the protection of Qingling Dao clothes, but under the strong wind, it was naturally very uncomfortable, and both of them were gritting their teeth and holding on.

Boom overhead is in sight.

Jing Meng and Xiusha were like a spirit in their hearts, and the Ruyi Story and the Spirit Language Knife intersected together, slashing into the air to resist the black fist.

The sword has a spirit.

People have affection.

The backs of the two were so touching under the strong wind of the enemy, but the reality has always been tormenting, Jing Meng and Xiusha's swords collapsed at the touch of a button, and they were directly slammed open, and the two bodies were blown away in an instant.

Jing Meng became a dilapidated ball, the blood in his mouth surged wildly, and he was thrown into the air and then thrown heavily on the ground, and immediately passed out directly, Xiusha was no better, how high Jing Meng was thrown, she was the same, she fell to the ground with blood spraying in her mouth, but the only difference is that the magic weapon of self-defense is really important, Qingling Daoyi flashed a lot of brilliance when her fist touched her body, although she fell miserably, but she was not disabled, and she still had a breath when she fell to the ground.

The head struggled to rise, glanced at Jing Meng, and saw that he was motionless, and his body was actually forcibly propped up, trying to crawl over to save him.

Save some snacks, the devil is coming.

"Ahh

Suddenly, there were bursts of ghost crying in the distant sky, and Xiusha's head roared, and her eyes went dark, and she passed out directly.

Wang Zuohai's voice.

Xiaohua's face was like ashes, and she screamed and roared: "What to do, what to do, what to do Uncle Xiaogang, that guy is here, let's run away." "That's really an idea.

Xiao Gang, who was as anxious as ants on a hot pot, quieted down, jumped to Jing Meng's side in a few steps, grabbed it from the ground, grabbed Xiusha's side in a few more steps, grabbed it as before, and wanted to rush down the Sun Worship Peak with the strength under his feet.

"Boom...."

Suddenly, there was a burst in the air, Xiao Gang's face was pale, and he subconsciously looked up, his gray face was frightened and dyed with a layer of white bitterness, only to see black fists breaking through the clouds, like raindrops splitting his head, this is to smash Jing Meng and others into a bloody rhythm with a thousand hammers.

Xiaohua lay on Xiao Gang's shoulder and shouted sharply: "Uncle, uncle, don't look at it, go quickly...."

You will die on the spot, although you may still die if you run, but isn't there still a layer of possible hope, so spread out and run wildly.

Xiao Gang dodged five steps away, and when he was about to move forward, Huahua's voice sounded in his ears, shouting: "It's not good to dodge quickly," and hurriedly turned sideways.

"Bang...."A black fist smashed into the ground, and the hard rocks of the Sun Worship Peak were directly deducted into fine cracks, Xiao Gang had palpitations, where did he dare to stay, and ran forward.

Wang Zuohai in the distance had already run to the front in the blink of an eye, and he could already see a figure shaking on the Sun Worship Peak in the distance, and immediately his anger was adding fuel to the fire, and he burst out of a new height of anger: "Ah..."

Punching into the air seems to be powerless to vent anger, but above Xiao Gang's head, it is ruthless.

"Left..... Left..... Huahua shouted eagerly, Xiao Gang hurriedly flashed to the left, but before her feet could land, she hurriedly shouted urgently: "Right, right ....."

Immediately received a punch in his body.

But fortunately, Xiao Gang's skin is rough and thick, and it is better that this fist is not as dignified as the hammer on Jing Meng's body, but it can also hold on, but it is also painful Xiao Gang grinned for a while.

Suddenly, he raised it into a rabbit, and turned left and right on the Sun Worship Peak, and was punched several times, its eyes moved, and when it saw the corpse of the Leaf Demon who fell on the Sun Worship Peak, he thought in his heart that Wang Zuohai might take into account the feelings of his fellow disciples and could not bear to destroy their bodies, and maybe there would be room to take a breath.

As soon as he rolled on the ground, he could hide beside a member of the Bianye Sect, and Huahua's eager voice sounded in his ears: "..... on the right" Xiao Gang hurriedly rolled, and the black fist rubbed his body and landed on the corpse of the Bianye Sect, and he was immediately opened a hole, and was instantly smashed into mud by his bones and ashes.

"Uh..."

The corners of Xiao Gang's mouth twitched, and he muttered in his heart: "This guy is too ruthless, so I don't care about the feelings of my compatriots," the living don't care, and the dead Wang Zuohai doesn't care even more.

At this moment, he could already see Xiao Gang's figure, his gloomy and sick face was almost dripping, and he hissed: "What a dog thief, you dare to ruin the good things of my God Sect, I will let you die into mud," between the roars, he sent a set of fists into the air again and again.

Where can I hide?

The three fists and two feet were hammered down, and the skin and flesh were open when they landed, and Xiao Gang fell to the ground dying, but it still hid Jing Meng and Xiusha under him to prevent them from being smashed by fists.

"Whew...."

The rain that breaks the clouds, all the clouds are fists at the moment, and they are really as dense as raindrops.

Huahua on Xiao Gang's body was directly silent this time, her face was pale and she almost closed her eyes to death, there was nowhere to escape, waiting to be bombarded into slag.

"Whew..."

The sound of the fist breaking through the clouds was like the cry of a ghost, and the tortured Xiao Gang trembled all over his body, and his cold hair suddenly rose..... , Suddenly, his face was slightly cold, as if it was a real raindrop, and he struggled to raise his head.

Indeed, he saw all the heavens white....

Layers of frost gathered wildly, freezing those black fists directly, and together with the dark clouds in the sky, they turned into ice caps and lifted them into the sky.

"Whew...."A figure flew into the air.

Huahua, who was still waiting for death on Xiao Gang's body just now, came to life in an instant, and shouted happily: "Auntie, auntie, help us..."

Indeed, Jill arrived, and the sky was frozen for a long time.

"Where did you come from, dare to spoil the good deeds of my Bianye God Sect," Wang Zuohai roared as he climbed the Sun Worship Peak.

Ji'er's face was slightly stunned, and he sighed, his expression was full of sadness, and he said in a low voice: "Huh..... , I can't imagine that after so many years, I haven't given up yet. ”

Wang Zuohai snorted coldly and scolded: "Stinky woman, the one who stands in my way..." Before he could speak, suddenly an ice cube burst out of his feet, and climbed up his calf all the way, his expression was immediately anxious, and he waved his hand again and again to throw down two black flames to melt the ice on his feet, but the flame was also frozen as soon as it touched the ice cube, Wang Zuohai looked shocked and wanted to struggle, but the next moment he was imprisoned with an expression on his head and face.

Ji'er, who successfully defeated Wang Zuohai, did not have much joy on his face, but there was endless sorrow in his eyes, and he glanced at the stone on the ground that was worshiped by the leaves, and a look of disgust appeared on his face, and he scolded in a low voice: "It's all dead, what do you want to live.... Ahem, ahem, ahem....." Suddenly she coughed violently, her face turned pale, and even her very solid body became a little thinner.

The body of the ghost is a ghost in the end, and the repeated casting of great spells has hurt the origin.

"Ahem.... Jill coughed, glanced at the flowers, a smile on her face, and said softly, "Follow your parents in the future..."

Flowey nodded heavily.

"Whew....." Their bodies disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The wind shakes the wind, and the sand is warm and warm...... It's sweet.