Honghuang: Pick Up Flying Daggers At The Start

FTLN 0831 I'm not a man

He is not a person who is afraid of death.

Let him leave his brother and escape, he can't do it.

"Uh, boss Tyrant, the opponent is powerful, Fulu is in your sea of ​​knowledge, and only you can escape if you want to escape."

"Don't worry, looking at the other person's appearance, they won't kill me easily. If you shed, they will have less scruples. Maybe they will kill you and kill one of us."

"Okay, calm down first, don't panic, and act first!"

Mo Batian thought for a while, calmed his mind, patted Mo Ling's head, and said coldly.

"Who are you and why are you blocking my way?"

Mo Batian raised his head, his eyes released his fighting spirit.

Even if the opponent is a half-step road, in his heart, there is no feeling of fear.

Don't persuade, just do it!

In the world of Mo Batian, there is no word fear at all.

And this time!

When Luo Hu and Li Guichen saw that the two ants were so calm, they suddenly felt a little bit awkward on their faces.

What Luo Hui likes most is seeing the enemy fear him.

Mo Batian's expression made him extremely upset.

He wanted to see Mo Batian kneeling down and begging for mercy, and then he was mercilessly rejected, showing the helpless, frightened, and desperate expression when suppressed.

"I'm Luo Hu, how about?"

"Do you feel hopeless?"

Luo Hui dissipated the devilish energy that enveloped his body, revealing his true face.

At this moment, he had a hideous face and a vicious look in his eyes. He looked at Mo Batian and released his murderous intent.

"Luo Hui? It turned out to be you stupid critic!"

"Just now I was talking about you, the boss of Tyrant, I want to punch out all your shit, and then feed you!"

Seeing that it was Luo Hui, Mo Batian and Mo Ling were suddenly shocked.

But the two still showed no timidity.

Mo Ling was even bolder and insulted Luo Hu.

And Mo Batian also sneered, "Who I am, turns out to be the defeated opponent of my boss."

"What's wrong, I got shit by my boss last time, knowing that I can't offend my boss, and want to shoot me?"

Mo Batian glanced at Luo Hu, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.

Seeing that he reported his name, not only did it fail to achieve the desired effect, but it also ushered in the ridicule of the two.

This made Luo Hu extremely angry.

He felt that his own face had been lost, and his murderous intent was immediately revealed, and his holy power was soaring to the sky.

"It's so bold, dare to laugh at me so much."

"You want to eat shit, right!"

"Well, today I, Luo Huo, will do you all!"

Luo Hui's face turned hideous, his palms were gently turned, a palm print was pushed out, and the space was distorted suddenly, like a wave of raging waves, surging.

With this palm, he didn't use much power at all. He was afraid that his own palm was too powerful, so he slapped Demon Tyrant and Mo Ling to death.

In that way, there would be no bait to lure Longfeng.

But despite this, a palm at the middle stage of the half-step avenue is not something the mere saint can surpass.

The two of them were shocked when they watched.

"Boss Tyrant, go!"

Seeing that Luo Hu didn't talk about martial arts, he actually took half a step from the avenue to attack his two holy scum, Mo Ling immediately reacted.

He shook his body, splashed a huge force, threw the Demon Tyrant out, and flew backwards.

At the same time, regardless of his life, he threw himself into Luo Huo.

"Roar!"

Mo Ling showed his true form, roaring and shaking the sky, like thunder.

If other sages are enough to be directly suppressed under this influence, and then despair.

But Mo Ling was not afraid at all. He had not been affected. He stepped out into the air, bursting out of air, shaking the space, and moving forward bravely.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a terrifying aura erupted, and Mo Ling was shocked and flew out, blood spilling into the sky.

Above the magic core, there are also many cracks that are shocking.

But Mo Ling seemed unaware, and stepped forward again.

But Luo Hui was surprised, he was very clear about the palm he sent out.

This palm is equivalent to tailor-made for Mo Ling and Mo Batian.

He originally wanted to suppress the two with a palm.

But it was blocked by Mo Ling alone, and he still had room to spare.

"What's the matter? Could it be that the ant trash following Longfeng was beaten to blood!"

"I don't believe it today..."

"Get me down!"

Luo Hui was so angry that he glanced at the Mo Batian in the distance, and gave a grin.

He urged the sacred power with one hand, sending out a strong suction force, wanting to suck back the demon batian.

With one hand stretched out his finger, he pointed to the magic core in Mo Ling's head.

With these two moves, he doubled his power.

Like a mad tiger, as strong as an angry dragon.

"boom!"

Instant time!

The sky and the earth are cracking!

Mo Ling was already injured, no matter where he could withstand Luo Hu's finger strength, he was suddenly pierced through his forehead with a finger, breaking the magic core.

"Wow!"

With a scream, Mo Ling dropped dust and hit the ground.

"Drive me!"

At this time, Mo Batian broke out with all his strength.

The three bloodlines of Taoism, Titan, and Vulcan are running to the extreme.

The battle dragon armor is on his body, and the Tyrannical Axe is in hand!

Xuan-level high-grade supernatural powers, the true fire seal of the Titan rushed out, surging away.

The law of force, the law of Tao, and the law of fire are all released at the same time.

The Tyrant God axe slashed out vigorously, slashing the attracting force sent to Luohu.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Luo Hu's power was split, and Mo Batian himself was shaken back by hundreds of thousands of force, until it hit the wall of the formation and stopped the retreat.

"puff!"

Blood spurted out.

"Luo Hu, kid, f*ck, he even arranged the formation. You really want to face it!"

The devil's eyes were cracking, the light in his eyes flickered like thunder and the black silk flickered, and his momentum was unprovoked like thunderous anger.

The corners of his mouth were bloody, his face was unyielding, a black holy power suddenly drew under his feet, as if a meteorite fell, he stepped out towards Luo Huran.

At this moment, the sacred power vortex rushed out under his feet, and circles of black sacred power came from under the soles of his feet, like a storm swept!

"boom……"

This kick made the void tremble and the air roared for no reason!

Under this terrifying aura, Luo Hui's eyes were fierce like blood, and could not help snarling and roaring, his anger soaring.

"you wanna die!"

Luo Hui stretched out his big hand and punched out fiercely.

"Supernatural power, Wanquan shocked the world!"

The angry Luo Hu finally released a magical power.

For a moment!

Countless fists and shadows are intertwined, bursting in the void, like a heavy rain, falling in all directions.

With this punch, his target was not only Mo Batian, but also Mo Ling.

He wants to achieve his goal, to poop Mo Ling and Mo Batian out of shit, and then force them back from his mouth.

"I do what I say!"

Luo Hui thought of it like this.

"Boom!"

This punch broke the ground!

Had it not been for the extremely stable space of the Chaos Battlefield, I am afraid that even if there is a world, it will be destroyed by this punch.

The difference in strength was so huge that Mo Batian couldn't resist it at all.

He had just blasted a punch, and was smashed by Luo Hu's fist.

Then he was blasted into the ground, smashing the earth out of a deep pit.

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