Chapter Ninety-One: Another Yellow Sparrow

The old man was attacked and broke his arm, and the severe pain was secondary, and the blood that flowed from the wound was the real fatal reason.

Just because his opponent is the Blood Witch, the witch who plays with blood.

With the old man dead, the situation suddenly became two against one, and the armor heart immediately sank.

On the other side, Meng Xiaotong, who had solved the opponent, flapped his blood wings and slowly flew over, converging black shadows to surround him from left to right.

"Wait a minute!"

The armored man suddenly shouted.

Meng Xiaotong and the black shadow ignored it and continued to approach him.

Seeing this, the armorer sighed secretly in his heart, no longer hesitated, and threw the lockbox at Meng Xiaotong directly with a flick of his hand, and at the same time his body retreated sharply, but he was going to give up and leave.

Meng Xiaotong immediately rushed towards the lockbox, and the black shadow stared intently at the armored man, beware of the latter taking the opportunity to sneak attack, but he had no intention of pursuing.

Once the things are in hand, there is no need to stubbornly entangle an enemy at the pinnacle of silver, and the two sides are not mortal enemies.

Call!

A light breeze suddenly blew by.

The cold wind gusting in the field at night was a very normal phenomenon, but when the light wind blew through the lockbox in mid-air, it suddenly turned into an invisible rope, wrapped around the lockbox, and pulled it to fly away in the opposite direction.

Meng Xiaotong's complexion changed slightly, the blood wings behind him shook suddenly, and he instantly increased his speed, turning into a red shadow and chasing after him, and the black shadow also reacted immediately, and also flashed out.

However, in the next second, as the cold wind howled and condensed, countless wind blades suddenly burst out of the void, like a torrential rain swept towards Meng Xiaotong and the black shadow, interrupting the pursuit of the two at once.

After the wind blade was dispersed, the two of them looked intently and found that there was a figure more than twenty meters away, and the wind around him suddenly stopped, and the lockbox fell on his hand with a click.

The moment he saw the man's face clearly, Meng Xiaotong's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Pei Huang!"

The black shadow also stopped, looking at the figure not far away, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he muttered in a low voice: "Why is this guy here, this time it's troublesome." ”

The armored man, who was about to leave, saw that the situation had changed, and quickly stopped his retreating figure and watched from afar.

"Blood Witch, and shadows, I didn't expect that there were actually two night walkers in Linyang City. Pei Huang's gaze swept over Meng Xiaotong and the black shadow, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "Originally, I thought that it was you Yege people who killed Zheng Lei's group of waste, but now it seems that I guessed wrong." ”

If it was the Blood Witch and the Shadow who made a move, the death of Zheng Lei and the others would never have been like that, and the car repair shop would not have been a scene as if it had undergone a violent explosion.

In other words, there was someone else who killed Zheng Lei.

Maybe it's the mysterious transcendent who made Chiju suffer big losses one after another.

This thought just flashed in Pei Huang's mind, and was immediately left behind, he lifted the lockbox, and a light breeze around him suddenly rose, supporting him to levitate off the ground, and quickly retreated backwards.

"Hand it over!"

Meng Xiaotong snorted, stretched out her hand and wiped her arm, and a little red blood beads suddenly oozed from her fair skin, which quickly surged into the air, and swelled hundreds of times in an instant, turning into scarlet spears with a bloody and treacherous aura, like arrows from the string shooting towards Pei Huang.

The piercing howl of the air being torn through echoed over the field.

Pei Huang's face remained unchanged, and he didn't see any movements, and there was a sudden violent wind in front of him, forming a violent and powerful hurricane, directly crushing the attacking blood spear into a blood mist in the sky, and then turning into a thick wind like a tornado, whipping to the side, and in an instant, a roar was heard, and there were already deep ravines on the ground.

In the midst of the splashes of mud and rocks, black shadows jumped out in embarrassment, spitting out the dirt in their mouths.

"Damn, the elemental envoys are really monsters, I really don't want to fight this kind of person. ”

"If you have time to complain, you might as well think about how to get things back. Meng Xiaotong said angrily, and with a wave of words, the blood mist that filled the air recondensed into a blood spear like a spirit, and shot towards Pei Huang with a roar.

In fact, she was quite helpless.

Pei Huang is a well-known target in the Night Song, he is not only an invincible wind elemental envoy of the same level, but also a well-known veteran level 15 powerhouse, and there are not one or two transcendents of the same level who died under him.

Whether it is her or Cheng Chun, her strength is weaker than Pei Huang, even if she joins forces, she may not be able to leave this killing god.

Things are starting to get tricky.

The blood spear and the strong wind collided fiercely in the void, and with a bang, it burst into countless blood mist and breezes, and then suddenly broke open, Meng Xiaotong suddenly pierced through it, his body was like electricity, and he approached Pei Huang's ten meters in the blink of an eye, followed by a flash of red light in his eyes.

Pei Huang, who was manipulating the wind blade to force Cheng Chun to dodge in embarrassment, suddenly stagnated, his skin quickly turned red like a boiled shrimp, and the intense pain made him can't help but let out a low snort, and the speed of the wind blade swirling around him suddenly slowed down a lot.

Cheng Chun finally had a chance to take a breath, but he couldn't take a break, his body flashed, and he took the opportunity to swing his knife and kill Pei Huang.

In the blink of an eye, Pei Huang seemed to be in danger.

However, when Cheng Chun approached, he was stunned to see a cold smile floating on the corner of Pei Huang's mouth, and a trace of bad premonition immediately appeared in his heart.

Whew!

A fierce wind suddenly blew in the field, and the source was none other than Pei Huang.

I saw that his whole body had been submerged by countless strong winds, and he could vaguely see countless sharp wind blades in the strong wind whirling rapidly, cutting through the air and making a piercing air explosion.

In just the blink of an eye, the strong wind around Pei Huang's body quickly grew into a terrifying tornado, standing majestically on the field like a towering giant pillar, and the violent posture made everyone present couldn't help but breathe.

In the next moment, under the horrified gazes of Meng Xiaotong and Cheng Chun, the tornado suddenly exploded, and the strong wind swept away in all directions like an explosive shock wave, accompanied by countless sharp wind blades mixed in the wind.

In an instant, there was a tingling snort in the field.

Cheng Chun immediately screamed, and the original three-dimensional shadow body suddenly flattened, strangely turning into a 2D form, dodging the vast majority of the wind blades, even so, the remaining wind blades also tore him to pieces, and when he returned to the form of a solid body, the color of the shadow was faintly pale by a few points.

On the other side, Meng Xiaotong manipulated the blood to condense into a wall of blood in time to resist the surging wind blade.

When the wind stopped, Meng Xiaotong immediately swept away the wall of blood that was crumbling by the wind blade, and swept his gaze, and his pretty face was instantly covered with frost.

There seemed to be no trace of Pei Huang on the field, only the faint remnants of the strong wind in the air whirring.

"Let's chase!"

Meng Xiaotong's silver teeth clenched, and without saying a word, he fanned his blood wings and chased after him.

Cheng Chun sighed lightly and followed Meng Xiaotong's figure with a sad face.

In the distance, the armor man's eyes flickered, hesitated for a moment, and then took a step to chase in the direction where the two left.

Call!

The strong wind was howling non-stop, carrying Pei Huang to speed forward, as fast as lightning.

The lockbox was in hand, and finally Pei Huang's annoyance due to various disadvantages in the past few days was slightly relieved, and his eyes fell on the lockbox, even if he was as calm and calm as him, he couldn't help but flash a trace of greed in his eyes.

The meteorite is a strange thing that is a great temptation for any transcendent being.

However, Pei Huang quickly restrained his greed, the meteorite spar couldn't do anything, even if he wanted to intercept it, he couldn't do it.

Just when he felt pity in his heart, his eyes suddenly moved, and he suddenly looked up ahead.

Under the bright moonlight, a slender figure wearing a white mask appeared not far away, just stopping on his way, and his indifferent gaze fell directly on him through the mask.