"I'm not convinced!"

In the Doomsday Casino, Xiao Wu Taishou roared angrily and reached out to overturn the gambling table, overturned the gambling table, and he reached out to hit the Doomsday Gambling Saint beside him.

This punch was as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning, and before Zuo Fengchen could shout to be careful, his punch had already hit the heart of the Doomsday Gambling Saint.

The fist that was as heavy as a mountain punched over, directly piercing the foreheart of the Doomsday Gambling Saint. Looking at the scene in front of them, Zuo Fengchen and the others were dumbfounded.

"Isn't he the most powerful in the Doomsday and Doomsday casino? Why, one punch, one punch and death?"

Zuo Fengchen's mouth couldn't close in surprise.

Could it be that there is really no one in front of him who is his opponent? A mere Taishou can kill all sides like this, so if the millions of heroes of the Wumeng Kingdom crush him, won't he uproot Qingyun Mountain?

"Haha, you still want to fight me at this level!"

Xiao Wu Taishou laughed loudly, but he didn't expect this guy to say a stinky skin, it's useless at all!

"You're too weak......"

That punch like Mount Tai has not yet been pulled out of the heart of the Doomsday Gambling Saint~, the body of the Doomsday Gambling Saint suddenly turned into a gust of wind, and his whole body was like a whirlpool spinning, and then it turned into a gust of wind, the wind blew, and the wind and clouds changed color.

A pillar of wind connecting heaven and earth appeared outside Xiaowu City in this way.

"Soul, come with me! your soul will become the general of thousands of soldiers in my city of doom, come, here, you are their king!"

The pillar of wind rose up, Xiao Wu Taishou's face changed greatly, luck, all over his body was full of golden light, and the golden light kept resisting the attack from the soul storm.

"Come, our king!"

"Come, our king!"

"Come, our king!"

In the whirlwind, thousands of troops and rows of soldiers appeared, surging in the storm and calling to Xiao Wu Taishou.

The golden light became fainter and fainter in the face of this storm, and after supporting half a pillar of incense, the golden light dissipated, and Xiao Wu Taishou knelt on the ground with a bang.

The storm dissipated, the wind dissipated in Xiaowuchengtou, the clouds in the sky crawled out again, and the evening sunset was beautiful.

"Dead?"

Zuo Fengchen ran over and touched Xiao Wu Taishou's nostrils, and he was out of breath!

"That's amazing!"

Zuo Fengchen couldn't help but praise.

"Mission accomplished, ahem...... No, I'm going back to cultivate, his soul power is too strong, if I don't refine him, I will be devoured by him, I'll go first. ”

The Doomsday Gambling Saint's face was ugly, Zuo Fengchen knew that he was very strong, because he was the one who wanted to bet on the greatest person, he was uncomfortable, because he wanted to refine Xiao Wu Taishou, if he was refined, the strength of the Doomsday Gambling Saint would be even stronger!

"Wait......"

Before Zuo Fengchen finished speaking, the Doomsday Gambling Saint had already turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

"Lend me some money......"

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Fengchen sighed.

"Hmph, they're all dead, why are you still kept? See if I don't cut off your head, and then hang it on the city, and wait for the Wumeng Kingdom to avenge you!"

After Zuo Fengchen finished speaking, he picked up the purple dragon sword from the ground, pressed Xiao Wu Taishou with one hand, and prepared to cut off his head with the other.

"Slow, slow, ahem......"

This sword was just about to go down, and suddenly someone shouted and scared Zuo Fengchen to jump!

"Who? Don't be sneaky!

Zuo Fengchen turned his head and looked around, Xie Qiang also turned into a puff of smoke and went back to recuperate, and Qingwan was left alone on the ground, and she also lay on the ground to recuperate.

"I, your brother-in-law!"

I thought I had encountered a ghost during the day, and when I heard the man talking, Zuo Fengchen looked at the place where the sound came from.

Next to the willow tree, a figure fell from the tree, and only one head was left hanging on the tree, and the frightened Zuo Fengchen sat on the ground with a puff.

"Nima, you can meet ghosts during the day!"

Zuo Fengchen shouted, after the figure fell to the ground, he dragged his two hands around his neck, and actually deceived the corpse in broad daylight, if he was brought back to life, wouldn't it be a disaster to the dead?

Thinking of this, Zuo Fengchen was about to split the corpse in half with his sword, and as soon as he rushed to Mo Langxi's side, Mo Langxi stretched out his hand and pulled his head out of his neck.

"I'll go!"

Zuo Fengchen held the sword, the sword hung on Mo Langxi's head, Mo Langxi was really startled when he opened his eyes!

"What are you doing, sister~husband!"

"You, what's the matter with you? Aren't you dead?"

"Who died? If I don't have two brushes, I can escape from Moshan? Sister~husband, give me this corpse, I want to train him to be the most powerful corpse soldier in the world!"

After Mo Langxi finished speaking, he walked towards the corpse of Xiao Wu Taishou.

Zuo Fengchen raised his head, there was still Mo Langxi's head hanging on the tree, that head was exactly the same as Mo Langxi, and Zuo Fengchen also found that his head hanging on the tree was still dripping blood, what kind of spell did he practice?

Everything is so mysterious.

Mo Langxi sat opposite Xiao Wu Taishou, the two of them sat face to face, looking at Xiao Wu Taishou, Mo Langxi suddenly shouted in surprise: "It's really a creation, it's really a creation, he is so powerful!

After speaking, Mo Langxi patted his head, and there was a bang, which scared Zuo Fengchen to jump.

"You, you're insane, you don't have to beat yourself up if you're happy!"

"Sister~husband, don't interrupt, I have to hurry up and merge with him while his spirit is still dissipated!"

After Mo Langxi finished speaking, the pair punched the head hard, and actually knocked out his divine soul. Punching out the spirit, Mo Langxi grinned for a while.

Fortunately, it was getting dark in the evening, and if it was in the sun, he would have beaten his soul out like this, and it would be strange if it didn't disappear!

"Sister~husband, hurry, quickly cut my soul in half!"

"Aren't you going to die?"

"No, hurry, or I'll die!"

"Seeking death must satisfy you, you Moshan who is greedy for life and afraid of death, you actually left yourself in Moshan, you escaped by yourself, today it should be for Momen!"

After Zuo Fengchen finished speaking, he drew ~ the Purple Dragon Sword, and with one sword, he split the soul he escaped in half. A living human soul was split in half like this, and half of the two halves of the soul swayed towards Molang Creek, and half towards Xiao Wu Taishou.

A gust of yin wind blew, blowing Mo Langxi's spirit into the two bodies.

With a pop, Xiao Wu Taishou and Mo Langxi were lying on the ground.

"Hey, are you dead?"

"Don't, don't talk to me, let me, let me rest......"

Mo Langxi was very weak, to Zuo Fengchen's surprise, Xiao Wu Taishou actually opened his mouth to speak, and Xiao Wu Taishou actually said exactly the same thing as Mo Langxi!

What's going on?

Xiao Wu Taishou and Mo Langxi lay on the ground without saying a word, his face was very pale, as if he was seriously ill, what is Momen's cultivation or something, Zuo Fengchen became more and more interested.