God Of Slaughter

Chapter 25 Ghosts

Shiyan carries a dagger. He first draws a rough butterfly pattern on the two big trees, and immediately climbs one of the big trees. He cuts the branches of the tree with a dagger and divides it into five sections, which are quickly sharpened. , smeared on the tip of the "seven snakes."

He spent two minutes on this series of things.

Two minutes later, the two wolf mercenary groups, Tumu and Jinmo, arrived as scheduled.

Tumu, Jinmo and the two did not put him and two women in their eyes. When they were in the forest, they talked with sullen smiles and discussed how to play Diyalan in a while.

"Hey! Hey!"

The sharpened branches pass through a few leaves, as if they are tenacious, and they project to Tumu and Jinmo.

The picture is full of indifference, the hands of the battle axe are free to wave, the two branches are shot down, haha ​​smiled: "This group of people is really shabby, even use branches to call us, too much to give us face."

"Poor guy." Kimmo also shook his head and laughed.

"Hey!"

Another three branches are stubbornly shot.

Tumu is somewhat impatient, and the long arm of the arm has drawn a semi-circular arc. In the silver light, the three branches land again.

Shiyan slowly emerged from the leaves, looking at the two with cold eyes, said: "Two, are you one by one, or come together?"

Tumu squinted and looked up at Shiyan with a look of his head. He shook his head and was not interested. "It’s just a kid who is not squeaky. He may have entered a congenital state. His tone is not small. Unfortunately, his strength is limited. I have no interest."

Then, Tumu did not look at Shiyan again, and turned around and left, the voice came from far away: "Jinmo, handed it to you, hurry up and deal with it, catch up early, if you are late, I will be The girl is doing it for the second time, hahaha!"

Jinmo snorted, and the huge mace in his hand slammed into the ground. The mace was deeply inserted in the soil. "The kid is down, I don't need weapons, don't let me climb the tree and chase you." I am in a hurry, you are going to hurry."

"Well, I am also in a hurry." Shi Yan's eyes were full of indifference to the calm of life and death. He jumped from the old trees, and the dagger in his hand slammed out and fell into the mud next to the mace.

"Hey!" Shi Yan stood in front of Jin Mo's body ten meters, and stretched out his empty hands and shook his head. "I don't need weapons."

"Hey, the kid is not small." Jinmo licked his mouth, the face of the cockroaches piled up together, and the fierce violent shots rushed to the stone rock.

Jinmo’s hands suddenly swelled, and a root of blue veins squirmed on the fist. After he slammed his fist and punched, the sound of “whistling” came from the air, and he suddenly saw more punches and punches in the void. Printed on the road of Jinmo continues to increase.

After five steps, in front of the Jinmo arm waving, dozens of punches have appeared in the void.

"Fantastic martial arts, chaotic star punch!"

Shiyan's eyes twitched slightly, slamming the essence, and throwing away all the cluttered thoughts out of the body. There was only a shadow in the eyes, and only the only thought of killing Jinmo was in my heart!

"boom!"

There was a shock in my mind, and I was able to bring him into a wonderful realm.

The touch of the eyes, ears and body was sensitive several times. All the scenery around him suddenly became clear. He stared at Jinmo, and he could clearly sense the speed and frequency of the sperm flowing in his arm.

The shadows of the sky are gone, and all the illusions are washed away. In his eyes, there are only two fists that Jinmo wields, and even the trajectory of the fist is clear.

Taking a deep breath, Shiyan suddenly screamed, and the two arms tightened the cognac at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the smoky white smoke wrapped around his arm.

At the same time, from the neck, his skin began to petrify, turning into a taupe-like rock, hard as iron.

The fluffy black light also rushed out of the body surface, shrouded his thin body.

Jinmo’s iron fist, carrying the sturdy force of a cracked stone, slammed into the chest of Shiyan.

The Wuguang Shield was twisted for a while, and under the iron fist of Jinmo, it turned into a little black light and burst into flames. Jin Mo fist passed through the Wuguang Shield, and his power was slightly reduced, and he slammed into the chest of Shiyan.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

The thunder sounds and the broken bones sound almost simultaneously.

Kimmo’s face became extremely ugly in an instant.

The pain of tearing the heart on the fist made him realize that the broken bones were not from the chest of Shi Yan, but his fist!

The screaming arm of the screaming painful muscles, Jinmo looked at the rock stone like a rock with a look of horror, suddenly remembered something, screamed fiercely: "Shijia's 'Petrochemical Wuhun'! You are a trade stone Family people?"

"It's so smart." Shi Yan grinned, and the ice that the smile couldn't tell was cold and cool.

Kim Momo was not good, and he hurriedly wanted to dodge, but found that he and Shiyan were too close, and it was too late.

Shiyan reached out with lightning, and seized the neck of Jinmo. The white mist on the arm mixed with fear, madness, irritability, despair and other negative emotions instantly penetrated into Jinmo's body.

Jinmo seems to have fallen into hell, with a horrified face and a trembling scream: "No! No! Don't!"

Like nothing can be seen, Jinmo screamed there, two iron fists waving without purpose, seemingly resisting how terrible ghosts are approaching.

Shi Yan had already let go, the white mist on his arm disappeared, his expression returned to normal, and his heart silently calculated the time.

One, two, three, four, five...

Counting in the heart, Shi Yan did not hurry to the position where the dagger had not entered, pulled the dagger out of the soil, and walked to Jinmo with his toes on his toes.

When he counted to seventeen, Jinmo seemed to have adapted to the scene of fear, slowly stabilized his mood, and his eyes seemed to gradually recover from the clear, and he seemed to wake up.

Seventeen seconds is enough to kill a person dozens of times.

Gently nodded, there was a number in Shiyan's heart, and suddenly the lightning came forward, and the dagger in the arm was accurately passed through Jinmo's neck.

When the blood was sprayed out, Jinmo’s eyes finally recovered, and he sneered at Shiyan with hatred, and fell back unwillingly.

Shi Yan squatted down, first used the clothes on Jinmo to dry the blood on the dagger, and then searched on Jinmo’s body and found that the guy had some food, hundreds of amethyst coins, and two The sharpness of the fire cloud enchanting.

I was blunt to put these things into my own rucksack. Shiyan took a deep breath and felt that the essence of Jinmo had poured into the acupuncture points. Then he stood up and muttered to himself: "Congenital In the realm of heaven, under the negative force of 'running away', it will also be lost for seventeen seconds. This martial art is really abnormal. Perhaps the more negative forces that can be gathered, the stronger the power that can be exerted..."

After talking to himself, Shi Yan packed up his emotions, held his breath, and rushed toward the direction of the pursuit.

......

"Smelly girl, really **** enough spicy! Haha, but I like it!" Tumu laughed, carrying the battle axe and Diyalan confrontation.

In the Mu language, the butterfly is shining in the cold, holding the guqin on one side, and the pretty face is uncertain. It seems that I am making a difficult decision.

Tumu’s heavy tomahawk is like a fan in his hand, with no weight.

In the flash of axe, the Diyalan short sword can't be eaten. As long as it touches the tomahawk, Diyalan's body is gently trembled. Obviously, the figure is not much thicker than her.

Figure animal war axe like a wheel, waving axe shadow rolling, the wheel like Diyalan entangled, the sharp axe shines in the daytime, Diyalan long hair flies, the waist and hip short skirts have a more mouth, spring乍 。.

"Smelly girl, do you know that Laozi is amazing? Don't worry, I will let you know for a while, the most powerful place of the uncle is not martial arts, hahaha!" Tumu screamed and smiled, it seems not to pack so quickly. Dijaran, deliberately playing her in this way.

Diylan is vomiting blood, but unable to answer, difficult to resist.

"Big sister, do you want to help?" Shi Yan's lazy play, suddenly came from the forest.

The next moment, Shiyan, carrying the dagger, was revealed. His sight was glanced at the beautiful place where Diyalan Chunguang vented, and he said: "Smooth and full, round and round, excellent, excellent."

Diylan looked surprised and didn't even care about the bickering. He took a step back and said: "You bastard, you can still live."

Tumu’s face changed and his expression suddenly became dignified. He did not pursue Diyalan’s victory. Instead, he looked at Shiyan and said: “Is Jinmo dead?”

"What do you say?" Shi Yan took the dagger and smiled at him, step by step.

As he marched, the two arms of Shiyan dried up again, and there was a mixture of negative forces, which spilled from the pores of his arms and lingered on his arms, lingering.

The essence of Jinmo’s body was not purified, but when Shiyan used “runaway”, the feelings of despair and resentment before Jinmo’s death suddenly rushed out of the acupuncture points and condensed into Jinmo’s body in front of him.狰狞 狰狞 狠 狠 栩栩 栩栩 栩栩 栩栩 栩栩 栩栩 栩栩

"Gimmore!" Tumu looked blank, and the strong body could not help but tremble.

It’s amazing!

In front of Shiyan, Jinmo's virtual shadows are like ghosts, claws and claws, light as nothing, a pair of dark resentful scorpions, with unforgettable hatred, as if wishing to kill all the people in the world.

Diylan and Muyu are also very surprised, and they can't help but scream: "What the **** is this!"

Not only was everyone stunned, but even Shi Yan himself was shocked and looked at the illusion that appeared in front of him. He didn't know how to be good.

"Jinmo! Jinmo! What's the matter with you?" Under the gaze of Jinmo's imaginary eyes, Tumu took a step back and said: "We are partners, your enemy is behind you!"

Tumu’s exclaimed, awakened Shi Yan, and his heart moved. There was only one thought in his mind to kill the Tumu. The negative forces entangled in his arms slammed out like a white snake. Strange to the picture.

The illusion of Jinmo seems to be motivated by those negative forces, and also fluttering in the air, and the ghosts are ashamed to catch the image.

"Kill!" Shi Yan sighed coldly and suddenly rushed out. Diyalan stunned and raised his sword to Tumu.