Chapter 212: Destroying the Enemy
Wang Mu's eyes had the magic effect of breaking the forbidden soup, and at a glance, he saw that Wang Yang felt a remnant talisman with a solemn expression, and from the moment it appeared, Wang Mu's heart couldn't help but feel a chill. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
But Wang Mugang wanted to disrupt Wang Mu's wishful thinking while the iron was hot, and the horse-faced monk behind him actually came to kill again with several people.
"It's a good time!" Wang Mu suddenly smiled, and his heart was even more murderous.
A black light flashed from his sleeve, and Wang Mu immediately turned around to meet it, and the first punch blasted towards the horse-faced monk!
The horse-faced monk didn't expect Wang Mu to ignore the few people next to him, just staring at himself and bombarding, he hurriedly drove the flying fork to his chest, and even thought in his heart that as long as he could block this blow, the other five people would be able to inflict a heavy blow on Wang Mu!
The horse-faced monk glanced down at the flying fork, and suddenly felt unsafe again, and opened his mouth to spray a blood spring on the flying fork, and after his essence and blood blessing, the flying fork's demonic energy was doubled!
Wang Mu's fists were blackened, and the scales on them loomed, and he saw a series of movements of the horse-faced monk, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently set off a hint of an arc smile.
Click!
Wang Mu's fists turned into palms, and the scales containing the power of the Holy Demon Skill of the whole body turned into a pair of black blades and slashed towards the flying fork!
Everyone present heard a crisp sound coming from the horse-faced monk's flying fork, and then in an instant, it broke directly from it, and Wang Mu's hand knife was still castrated, directly through the horse-faced monk's chest, directly stabbed through the horse-faced monk's chest!
"He can see it! The Black Mist Maze doesn't work for him!" Someone suddenly screamed.
At the same time, four or five demonic lights bombarded Wang Mu's Blood Shield Technique, causing ripples, but they still couldn't break it.
"Ahem!" the horse-faced monk looked blank, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was dissipating, but he couldn't say a word.
Wang Yang in the distance suddenly laughed and shouted loudly: "Ma Daoyou, I will definitely avenge you for your revenge, look at my magic treasure!"
Wang Mu was about to withdraw his right hand from the horse-faced monk's chest, but was held by a pair of powerful palms, and at this time, the horse-faced monk tried his best to drag Wang Mu for a while, and all this was for Wang Yang to kill the person in front of him with one blow!
The horse-faced monk's eyes were scattered, but his face was extremely hideous, which made Wang Mu also admire his bloody bravery.
However, the horse-faced monk was a man waiting to die after all, and as soon as Wang Mu flipped it with one hand, the palm knife easily passed through his chest and cut off his arms, and then pulled it out.
The upper half of the horse-faced monk's body was almost cut in half, and then the blood fell to the ground like a fountain.
Wow!
As soon as Wang Mu turned around, he saw a black ** bell flying in front of him, covering him directly.
Bang!
The whole ship shook violently, and Wang Yang flew to the front with a look of ecstasy, and took out dozens of talismans and pasted them on the black bell, and it was Wang Mu who trapped inside.
"Senior!" the five demon cultivators who participated in the siege walked over with great joy.
Wang Yang nodded at them, then looked at Huang Sheng and the others with cold eyes, the corners of his mouth snorted, but he muttered in his heart: "When I refine this fight, it's not too late to deal with you!"
The weird talisman flickered on the eight-zhang magic bell in front of him, and it was actually a powerful talisman treasure, it was the remnant talisman that Wang Yang took out before, but this thing was mainly a trap, but in Wang Yang's eyes, it was only a matter of time before Wang Mu, an alien race, was refined at this moment.
Huang Shang and the others turned pale, and a few of them faintly regretted their hesitation, if they were the same as the horse-faced monk, how could they be jealous of Wang Yang at this moment?
"You guys protect the Dharma for me!" Wang Yang sat on the deck, then took out a black bell the size of a bell, and muttered a difficult trick in his mouth.
After a few breaths, without waiting for Wang Yang to refine Wang Mu in the magic clock, under the gaze of everyone, the eight-zhang high magic clock suddenly swelled several times with a roar!
"Senpai!" exclaimed a monk beside him.
Wang Yang's eyes were closed, he seemed to have reached a critical juncture, and he didn't pay attention to this sound.
Sou!
The magic clock, which had risen to the size of twenty zhang, suddenly shrank again, and finally shrank from eight zhang at the beginning to six zhang, and the few people next to him were shocked.
Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from Wang Yang's forehead, and his breath gradually became unstable......
After more than a dozen breaths, Wang Yang's body trembled violently, and then directly spewed out a mouthful of hot blood!
At the same time, the six-zhang magic bell rose sharply to a height of thirty zhang under the gaze of everyone, almost taller than the previous sail.
"Bang!"
The rune treasure magic bell suddenly let out a wail, and then exploded in the air, and Wang Yang threw himself into this rune treasure, and suffered a heavy blow.
Swish!
Countless fragments of the magic clock scattered and flew away, and before anyone noticed, a tiny black light flashed through the air.
Poof!
Wang Yang had just stood up from the ground, and was about to make the next move, but suddenly felt a chill on his forehead, and then saw the monk closest to him shouting with a frightened face: "Senior Wang!"
Immediately after Wang Yang, he completely lost consciousness, and in a trance, he saw a black blood slowly flowing down from between his eyebrows.
Syllable!
Wang Yang's body fell to the ground with a bang, and a majestic figure suddenly flashed in the air, he beckoned to Wang Yang's body, and a black streamer instantly disappeared into his sleeve.
Sou!
This figure is naturally Wang Mu, he didn't panic after being trapped by the strange magic bell rune treasure, he knew that at this time, he could only break through the trap with force.
With the Blood Shield Technique and the Brahman Saint Demon Skill Protector, although this magic clock was always refining Wang Mu, he also took the opportunity to take out a golden blade rune treasure.
This superb gilded blade rune treasure is the treasure of the Demon Yuan Crystal Tablet exchanged between the mad demon Zhan Tianfeng and Wang Mu, at this time Wang Mu is still driving it for the first time, after all, it is the best rune treasure and it is refined by a peak monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant, so how can its power be comparable to this Wang Yang's mere remnant rune demon treasure?
Wang Mu slowly walked to Wang Yang's body, and with a flick of his fingers, a magic light shot out, completely piercing Wang Yang's chest, and making sure that he was already dead and could not die anymore, Wang Mu took away the storage bag and a dry treasure on his body.
When Wang Mu turned around, he saw several people kneeling directly on the ground, and shouted tremblingly: "The predecessors are invincible, this Wang Yang is innocent!"
Wang Mu glanced at the kneeling seven people, and sneered in his heart, but he was not a person who loved to kill, although these seven people had joined the team besieging him before, but after all, they stood by and didn't help Wang Yang.
As for the six people still standing in the field, one of them was Huang Shang, the owner of the strange snake, and the five people who finally besieged Wang Mu.
Wang Mu didn't look at these five people, but just glanced at Huang Shang, and then Wang Mu saw a white snake poking out of the other party's chest.
At the entrance to the cabin, several mercenaries walked out with the boy in their arms.
At this time, Wang Mu suddenly pointed to the five Quenching Realm Demon cultivators in the field and said, "Kill them, and I can not blame the rest of the people!"