Seeing Liu Ming's tragic death, Feng Mu and Zhuang Bufan couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and An Miaoxin next to him couldn't help but vomit.

After Liu Ming's seven orifices bled out, the entire head exploded, the white brain splattered all over the ground, and the flesh and blood also flowed all over the ground, looking very disgusting.

Rao is An Miaoxin often heals people's wounds, and she is used to seeing bloody scenes, and when she sees such a death, she will still be afraid.

Feng Mu couldn't cry or laugh, he looked at Zhuang Bufan next to him, and then said: "It's easy to kill him, but the other party let him die so painfully, this person is either crazy or perverted, it seems that we will be in big trouble." ”

Zhuang Bufan's body trembled involuntarily, and a gloomy and sympathetic aura enveloped his whole body, and just as he wanted to open his mouth to speak, the muscles on his face twitched.

Seeing such a scene, Feng Mugang wanted to make a move, but then he was already wrapped in that yin qi.

One person floated in, without the slightest warning, as if he appeared in front of them out of thin air.

Seeing this person, the proud Zhuang Bufan's eyes showed deep fear, because he knew that no matter what, they were not the opponents of this old man.

Although this person is an old man, he looks like he has only passed the age of standing, with a green silk on his head, a hairpin pinned to hold the moon, and the clothes on his body are also trimmed and fitted, which sets off his outstanding bearing, and he is the great master of martial arts.

"You—Who are you sacred?"

Feng Mu's lips twisted as he spoke, and he asked with difficulty.

The man was yin and yang, and his tone was also very dissatisfied, and he said a little angrily: "Little baby, you were scolding me just now, see if I don't smash your mouth." ”

This person's martial arts have reached the pinnacle, but he doesn't have the slightest open-mindedness. With a grandmaster-level figure like him, he would be concerned with ordinary children, and if someone in the martial arts saw it, he would definitely be disappointed.

This person's name is Baili Chai, and he is recognized as one of the seven top masters of the rivers and lakes, and he is the previous pavilion master in the dark pavilion. Although he only asked about the things in the cabinet, the entire dark cabinet was still obedient to his words.

This person came to Jinling, and he couldn't bear to appear in people's field of vision until now, it was really incredible, Feng Mu faced this person who was perverted to the extreme, and it was almost difficult to breathe, let alone fight back.

"Hou Shengzi, you don't understand how powerful your grandfather is. will speak wildly, the old man does not blame you, you look at my hand," Baili chased and said, picking up a stone with his hands, and then gently pinching it, this hard stone was like a piece of flour. Crushed by him, blown away by the wind. Disappear into the invisible. After revealing this hand, the old monster smiled indifferently and said, "The old man asked if you were afraid?"

Feng Mu, who fell to the ground, the air pockets in his whole body were sealed, and he couldn't use any internal force, and he was under the coercion of the other party. The skin and even the internal organs were subjected to a huge force, and the skin on the surface was sunken, but his internal organs seemed to be held by big hands. It's about to burst.

Rao is like this, the stubborn Feng Mu still refuses to admit defeat, he shook his head vigorously, his behavior fell into the eyes of the old man, and suddenly made this old man who had no bearing like thunder.

"Okay, very good, the old man has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, you are the first junior who dares to disobey me so much, it seems that I don't give you a little color to see, you kid doesn't know the height of the sky. ”

As he spoke, he slapped it with one palm, and if nothing else, Feng Mu would be slapped with his jaw shattered.

But Feng Mu actually dodged such a ruthless attack, in fact, it was not how powerful Feng Mu was, and he was able to dodge such an attack at a critical moment. Under the shroud of the old man's breath, he was completely a lamb to the slaughter, and the reason why he was able to avoid it was entirely because the ten deadpools arrived in time.

It was carpenter Yu Xian who rescued Feng Mu, the thread in his ink bucket was as tough as iron, wrapped around Feng Mu's waist, and saved his name when Feng Mu was dying.

It was really a fluke to be able to save Feng Mu from the hands of the evil god Baili Chai, maybe Baili Chase didn't intend to put Feng Mu to death, otherwise even if the ten Deadpools shot at the same time, they might not be able to save Feng Mu.

"Brother Feng, are you okay?" Sun Fen took Feng Mu in his hand and asked with concern, but the acupoints in Feng Mu's whole body were sealed, and there was still a distorted expression on his face, and he couldn't speak.

Sun Fen chose to stay by Feng Mu's side, and the other nine people had already flown out and surrounded the evil gods in it.

Zhuang Haochen took off the piano case on his back, in the face of such an opponent, how could he not use the family heirloom Demon Suppression Qin? He saw his son Zhuang Bufan lying on the ground struggling in pain, and the anger in his heart was even stronger, but he had no time to go to his son's side.

Because, their victory or defeat is only in an instant, if they make a move, they can't defeat this person at that fateful moment, then they will fall into the opponent's spell and be controlled by their minds.

The rusty box fell to the ground, and the huge Heavenly Fury Sword "choked" out of its sheath, and suddenly it was red, as if the morning sun was rising.

The ten deadpools had finally arrived, staring coldly at the hundred miles chased in the circle. As long as he has a slight movement, ten people will not hesitate to use the strongest killing move to deal him a fatal blow.

Fighting alone, no one of the ten people is his opponent, but ten people shoot at the same time, even if he is an immortal, he has to kneel. This is the confidence of the Ten Deadpools as the ace of the empire, they are the emperor's last reliance, if the ace does not have the corresponding strength, then the emperor is not at the mercy of others?

Baili Chai suddenly laughed, his tone was no longer domineering, but he still had a gloomy feeling, so he said indifferently: "Forget it, the old man didn't make a move this time to go against you, but he just felt that he had been widowed for a long time and wanted to have some fun, so let's do it today." ”

Ten people don't dare to take it lightly, this person is the best at spelling, maybe when he is distracted, he will fall into his spell.

Hundreds of miles chasing the pace of movement, Zeng Xilai in the Ten Deadpools stared intently at his every move, and the others did the same. As long as they feel the slightest fluctuation in his internal breath, they will not hesitate to make a move.

But Baili Chase did not use internal strength, Feng Mu and Zhuang Bufan, who were lying on the ground, as well as the Great White Ape and An Miaoxin, their pain was also relieved.

Baili Chai proved with practical actions that he didn't really want to be enemies with these people, and it seemed that it was really what he said, just to relieve his boredom and find something to have a pastime.

The tense atmosphere was eased, and the Ten Deadpools were finally able to breathe, but when they exhaled, they suddenly felt their hearts tighten, as if they were being strangled by something, and they had difficulty breathing, and their bodies fell to the ground involuntarily.

Baili Chai turned his head and laughed: "The old man hasn't played enough, how can he be willing to leave so easily?"

"Yes, since the old ghost is so Yaxing, why don't you come and play with you?"

A floating voice sounded in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, a white figure had already come closer. (To be continued.) )