Seventh Interior Scene.

The clown laughed, his strength was unfathomable, his body exuded a scarlet aura, extremely sharp, crossed the space, and made a harsh sound.

"Boom, I like madmen."

He licked his lips and let out a shrill strange laugh.

"Blood, what a sweet breath."

Hu Wenbin's eyes were red, and his figure disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the clown.

Then, he slammed a punch out and set off a fist!!

"Die!"

The clown laughed strangely and did not resist.

Boom!

The next moment, Hu Wenbin's fist actually passed through the clown's figure.

Phantom?

Hu Wenbin woke up slightly.

Unfortunately, late.

The clown figure suddenly appeared behind Hu Wenbin, his right hand was clawed, his eyes were scarlet, licking his lips, and his tone was serious.

"Huh."

Chilling fingers, tearing the air.

It falls in the blink of an eye.

Hu Wenbin's expression was shocked, and he suddenly cast the forbidden pattern ability.

Forbidden Lines - [Rebellious Space].

I saw that the space behind him instantly became chaotic, like fragments of mirrors, divided into one space after another.

Pity.

Too slow, and also used in a hurry.

The clown's fingers fell, directly tearing Hu Wenbin's back apart, and blood spilled out, so deep that the bones inside could be seen.

Burst!

Hu Wenbin spurted out a mouthful of blood, but before he could react, the clown's figure appeared again.

A punch and a punch smashed into his body.

However, Hu Wenbin's reaction every time was one step slower.

It's like being slow to respond.

For example, the clown laughed and smashed a punch on Hu Wenbin's face, and after a second, Hu Wenbin raised his arm to resist.

Boom!!

After experiencing countless punches, Hu Wenbin was smashed out by a punch.

It hit the ground hard, splashing countless dust.

"Ahem."

The dust dispersed, revealing Hu Wenbin's scarred and bloody appearance.

Hu Wenbin looked up at the clown who was walking step by step, his expression painful, "Forbidden... Forbidden Tattoo [Fooling] "

Really..."

Before he finished speaking, he was penetrated by one hand of the clown who teleported over.

"Very good ability, hee-hee."

The clown's body was next to Hu Wenbin, licked the blood that splashed up and fell on his lips, and smiled strangely: "Hehe, the taste of blood is so delicious."

Hu Wenbin's eyes were stunned, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Opened his mouth and did not speak.

The clown slowly withdrew his hand, dripping with blood, and then took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it gently.

Elegant and generous.

As if it were the aristocracy of the West.

"A master of the four realms, it feels really good to kill, if you are not distracted by that kid, I think it is really not easy to kill you."

On the clown mask, grinning.

The flat voice revealed the bloody smell.

Hu Wenbin's breath weakened, his eyes were hazy, the corners of his mouth spilled blood, and he fell heavily to the ground.

I don't know if it's dead or alive.

"I'm tired."

Little Loli looked sluggish, her breath was dying, and her little face was full of exhaustion.

She stretched out her small palm and patted it, looked at Chu Zifeng and said, "The soul has been placed in the prison of the gods, you find time to take a look, I'm tired, go back to rest first."

"Remember my snacks!"

Without waiting for Chu Zifeng to answer, the little loli disappeared with a puff of smoke.

Chu Zifeng looked at the direction where the little loli disappeared, exhaled reassuringly, and said softly: "I won't forget it." "

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