Chapter 11: The Fallen
"Abandon everyone and run away alone with my help, the survival rate is 50 percent, the survival rate is 3 percent if you slap your swollen face and become fat, and the survival rate is 3 percent, and the survival rate is 0 percent if you throw away your armor and raise your hands to surrender. Peng's slow and methodical analysis sounded slowly.
Although the words were a little ugly, there was no doubt that he hit the nail on the head and speculated all the possibilities, and the face of the falling dust sank, and the gloom crept up on his face.
After a moment, Luochen clenched his fists, his eyes trembled slightly, revealing a look of death, and said in a low voice: "If I choose the second option, isn't there still a three-percent chance of winning?"
Peng was stunned when he heard it, and immediately changed to "you are dead" and replied: "The three percent means that you Pan Ran woke up and abandoned everyone and ran away by yourself......
"Well, since you have given me the courage to break the cauldron, it will be against my character not to fight. "Luochen seems to have changed people, and all the negative emotions before have been transformed into a powerful battle intent like a storm at this moment.
"Good boy, I have the style of the past, put aside distractions and send you to death......! Let's fight!" Peng couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth, and sat in the ring as if he was an old god.
"I said a bunch of impractical words, I still have to thank you in my heart, this ...... your sister" Luochen was relieved, he didn't need to take into account all external factors, he just wanted Xuanwen Aerospace and them to get out of trouble, and immediately slapped Lingdao, and with a whoosh, ten jet-black sword qi flew out and swirled around Luochen. Peng recognized at a glance that the sword qi was given to Luochen by the old man who had terrifying strength at that time. This product was obviously given to himself at the time, could it be that he hid his secrets?
"My heart is to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. The dusty clothes fluttered, but his eyes were full of red silk, which formed a sharp contrast with his temperament, and the air was filled with a touch of war intent.
"Whewโ" A breeze blew, and ten sword qi burrowed into the dusty Natal Spirit Island.
"Ah!!" The heart-rending roar of the others listened to the scalp numb, the dust at this time can only be described as weird, because of swallowing the sword qi, the skin was slightly gray, some scales that did not belong to humans protruded on the body, and two looming bulge bags appeared on the head, such as the black hair and hideous face of the waterfall, making it difficult for people who knew the dust to believe that he still belonged to the human race.
"This is the sword qi that can only be refined in the mist realm, are you afraid of dying by exploding your body if you take the liberty of devouring it!" Peng Yuan thought that Luochen would beg him to make a move, and then it would be okay to help him with a shelf, who knew that this thing was so bold that it would devour the demonic qi, and if he was not careful, he would go mad, and Peng saw that the wood had become a boat, and he could only scream in the middle of the ring.
"Only by fighting for one's life can there be a glimmer of life. The pale Luochen gritted his teeth and gurgled, constantly receiving the baptism of demonic energy in his body, and the gray color on his face gradually spread to his whole body.
"Stop! Once you lose consciousness in the demon, what's the difference between this and death!" Peng tried to fly out of the ring to stop the dust.
How could Luochen do what he wanted, and immediately decisively cut off the connection with the ring, and raised his head to the sky and drank: "If you don't go crazy, you won't live!"
"If you die, I won't live alone!" The blood in Xuanwen Yuhang's body was instantly ignited, and Yu Yong Kejia was ready to assist Luochen to sneak attack at any time.
"I can't help myself!" Jin Yuan, who couldn't bear it on the side, suddenly made a move, seizing the opportunity to try to interrupt the "evolution" of the falling dust. Just when Jinyuan's big hand full of terror and coercion faced the dust's fingers and nose, a fierce wind blew, and the dust that was close at hand turned into pieces of afterimage and disappeared without a trace.
The disappearing dust was lightning fast because of the large breakthrough in strength, and the naked eye could only catch a vague afterimage.
Falling dust blinked and deceived himself to Jinyuan's side, and struck away with a fierce and furious punch.
"Who else can dominate the wisdom fist!" "As soon as the thought of falling into the demon Luo Chen, he comprehended martial arts, and while desperately suppressing his demonic nature, he could only feel that an unparalleled force was rampant on his natal spirit island, and a pair of clear and bright black eyes were gradually eroded by turbidity, and the cold killing intent emanated as if nothing. Without a trace of stripping and water, the Soul Devouring Fist evolved by the Way of Devouring really fell on Jinyuan's body.
"Bang!" Jinyuan's first reaction was to crash into a high-speed train, and his soft, elastic skin wrinkled under the huge external force.
"Smack!" was another palm full of violent aura, and at once Jin Yuan, who had just stabilized his body, directly hit a posture.
"You've me off!" Jin Yuan stood up unhurriedly, dusted off his body, and said calmly.
"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, and it is you who have caused the current situation. There was a nameless anger building in Luochen's chest, and it was difficult to explode.
"Young master, please borrow me for the time being," Jin Yuan looked meaningfully at the veiled woman.
"Why not?" the veiled woman chuckled, and with a wave of her hand, the three-grade spirit weapon purple pupil demon gourd was sent to Jinyuan's hand.
Looking at the purple pupil demon gourd in his hand, which had shrunk to the size of his palm, the runes were densely covered in the bright and elegant gourd, and the mouth of the gourd continued to spew out a refreshing gas. Jin Yuan couldn't put it down, and took a few breaths of gas, only to feel that the Natal Spirit Island had been sublimated a little.