The first thousand four hundred and eighty-six chapters: fierce can not
Mo Chanzi was shocked.
This is actually possible.
Looking at everything in front of him, his heart was shaken, but then he felt that this was indeed something Chu Feng and Luo Yu could do.
Put it on them and suddenly it becomes normal.
"What are you still doing?" In the distance, Chu Feng was shuttled. After rescuing a saint, his demon wings were still flashing. He was running through the void and kept attacking. Whenever he encountered a strong saint, no matter who came from
In either case, he is very generous.
As long as he is severely injured and exhausted, he will definitely take action.
"There are many wounded here. If there is any delay, lives will be lost one by one. Hurry up!"
Chu Feng urged again.
"Ah? Oh!" Mo Chanzi reacted. At this time, Luo Yu had already rushed out.
He was still a little confused.
Luo Yu's actions were more direct.
far away.
The two saints were fighting, and the strong Saint of the Underworld was at a disadvantage.
Opposite it, a powerful saint roared and erupted into a torrential wave of air, suppressing thousands of people.
"Brother, you seem to be seriously injured, let me help you!"
Luo Yu came over, observed it, then stood up and rushed over.
"Thank you!"
The Saint of the Underworld heard this and responded subconsciously.
Then.
Luo Yu waved his Feathered Divine Fist, carried the ancient temple, and made a sneak attack from behind. He struck in the air and hit the Saint of the Underworld.
The former had no time to react and was already suppressed. At this moment, he was instantly injured. Although the ancient temple did not recover, it was an imperial soldier after all.
"you!"
The Saint of the Underworld was filled with rage and fell from mid-air.
Luo Yu moved quickly and hurriedly chased after him.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I came a step too late. You were seriously injured after all. I'm so ashamed. I'm here to save you!"
Said.
Swinging the ancient temple, again.
The Saint of the Underworld tried to resist, but he became dizzy, vomited blood, and passed out.
His heart was filled with hatred.
There are people who can be so shameless!
He was at a disadvantage, but even if he was defeated, it would not be so miserable.
"Why!"
"Whenever a war breaks out, it always happens, and my heart aches!"
"I came a step too late. Even if I tried my best, you would be hurt. I'm so ashamed!"
"No matter what, I will take you out!"
With a decent face and righteous words, Luo Yu rushed into the forest with the Saint of the Underworld on his shoulders. His skillful movements made the corners of Mo Chanzi's eyes beat crazily.
Magic Zen child feeling.
It seems that I have learned something wrong.
Is this still possible?
He originally thought that Chu Feng was already shameless enough.
Unexpectedly, Luo Yu was even better.
The person is not injured yet, just stab him in the back, knock him unconscious and run away!
Can!
Very strong!
Not only Mo Chanzi, but also the strong saints who fought with the Saint of the Underworld, all had their eyes twitching.
From this point of view, it seems that he still wants to thank Luo Yu?
"this!"
This saint looked strange, and then he turned around and rushed towards another strong man from the underworld.
However.
After fighting for a while, Luo Yu came again.
This time.
Appeared behind this saint.
The heart of this powerful saint was beating, and there was always an ominous premonition.
"Friend, I'm not injured yet, I don't need attention, really, I'm still fine!"
He gritted his teeth and needed to be vigilant while fighting with the opponent.
It's like an ordeal.
"It's okay, I'm just taking a walk. Don't worry, go fight. That person is a little stronger than you. Your condition is not very good. I'm not..."
"Um!"
"Be prepared for a rainy day!"
Luo Yu smiled softly and was extremely relaxed.
He looked completely concerned.
The strong saint cursed in his heart. At this moment, he finally understood why the Yuhua Sect was so unpopular in ancient history!
Buzz!
In the battle between saints, the origin is like fire. In an instant, some people explode and fly upside down.
"What a great opportunity!"
In an instant, the strong saint who was targeted by Luo Yu made a mistake and struck a hard blow with the opponent, sending him flying backwards.
He was about to speak out.
Luo Yu carried the ancient temple and galloped over.
"Brother, don't be afraid!"
"I'm here to save you!"
He ran forward, carrying the ancient temple on his shoulders, and rushed over shouting.
The eyes of that strong saint were twitching wildly.
Just as he was about to speak out, he was faced with an ancient temple, which was smashed directly towards him.
"I￥......&"
The strong saint saw stars in his eyes and couldn't help but curse.
"Are you scolding me? I feel so cold, my dear brother. I risked my life to save you, but you actually treat me like this!"
Luo Yu looked in disbelief and waved the ancient temple casually, hitting him several times in succession, then Shi Ran, carrying the saint and running away.
In the melee, a strange scene appeared.
Fortunately for Chu Feng, he was really weak and about to fall, so he suddenly took action.
Saving people in disguise.
However.
Luo Yu is a complete beast. Whenever a flaw is revealed, he will be immediately taken advantage of.
Many saints and strong men are on alert, and while fighting, they must also prevent being attacked by surprise.
But what they couldn't imagine the most was Mo Chanzi.
"Saints are not very good. If you are competing for the saint realm, you will never die. If you want to find one, look for the strong one!"
"How can I, from the Demon Zen lineage, be so willing to degenerate!"
"Senior, don't run away. Don't worry and fight him. I'm here to help you!"
Mo Chanzi had a compassionate look on his face, clasped his hands together, and demonic energy rolled around his body. His eyes were very unique, and he was attracted to the Great Sage, as well as some powerful Saint Kings from the Nether Tribe.
"roll!"
A great sage and strong man roared.
He was competing against four or five masters of the ninth level of saints. He was very weak and suffered injuries one after another.
"Senior, you were too careless. Look, if you had listened to that blow just now, the other person would have died!"
"oops!"
Mo Chanzi held his hand and sighed, and the demonic sound penetrated his ears. He used the supreme secret art of Mochan lineage, and when others were fighting, he turned his words into demonic sounds, influencing the other party.
The great sage wanted to vomit blood.
He is already very weak. When fighting with others, he is at a disadvantage. This guy doesn't want to take action, but he doesn't want to give him a break. It's just an influence, and even the demonic sound can't be avoided!
"ah!"
Not far away, a great sage roared, which was really unbearable.
The magic sound swept across and directly enveloped an area.
The opponent of that great sage was a great sage in the same realm. Under the influence of the successive attacks, he was knocked out by a punch.
Just as he was about to fall to the ground, Mo Chanzi's eyes lit up.
"Senior, I'm here!" He said, the Demonic Zen Immortality Kung Fu was activated directly, and the imperial power was overwhelming.
"I……"
The great sage was speechless, watching helplessly as the power of the emperor's magic and demonic Zen suppressed it from the sky.
"My devil Mercy!"
"The late emperor once said that compassion is indispensable. Therefore, saving people is a great merit. It does not need to worry about where you are or what the means are!"
Mo Chanzi is here and starts harvesting on the spot!
Many people's eyes jumped wildly when they saw this scene.
Too fierce.
He specifically targeted the Monkey King and suppressed him immediately. He started scraping and stripping off his clothes on the spot.
After all, he is a great sage, so he doesn’t need face?