"Ah!" Wang Tiangang opened his mouth and let out a short cry of pain. A stream of blood spurted out from between his mouth and nose. His two bloodshot eyes stared at Hei Wuchang's distorted face. His vision gradually blurred. He felt like he was
Like a deflated doll riddled with holes, there are countless small nematodes roaming around in the body. The foot on the Dantian is still turning. Time seems to be frozen at this moment. The sky is not black.
, as red as blood...
Crack - as a bang came from Wang Tiangang's shattered dantian, Hei Wuchang retracted his foot with a sneer, raised his left paw and struck at the twin phantom thunder statues not far away, and said in a deep voice: "You guys
Come two and carry him back."
The Huan Lei twins looked at each other, lowered their heads and walked over quickly. They looked at Wang Tiangang who was lying on the ground. He was already breathing more out and less in. If he didn't get treatment immediately, he might not be able to survive for long. The two of them lowered their heads and looked at each other.
He stood silently with his head bowed, as if hesitating on how to act.
Hei Wuchang waved his paws impatiently and said coldly: "Stop wasting your time and hurry up and carry him with me. If he dies, you two will live forever."
Huan Zun raised his head and looked into Hei Wuchang's eyes, and asked in a low voice: "We don't have a stretcher, and his injury is too serious. If someone does something wrong, our brother's life will not be in vain, and..." He
He mumbled something in his mouth, his voice getting lower and lower, his two deep eyes staring at Hei Wuchang's pupils, Lei Zun on the side clenched his steel teeth, his right palm was clasped behind his back, and a pea-sized blue electric light was in the palm of his hand.
It expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it was as big as a tennis ball. Flashing electric light circulated on the surface of the sphere, making a soft squeaking sound.
There seem to be two gleaming lights in Huan Zun's deep eyes, carrying a kind of magic power that can confuse people's minds. This is his innate power, phantom pupils. This power can control people's minds and create
It is a confusing illusion. If you know the most fragile thing in the other person's heart, the success rate will increase exponentially. He accidentally discovered that the powerful ancient warrior in front of him was extremely sensitive to the word "little wife raised". It is very likely that this guy is
He was raised by a little wife, or he was an illegitimate child who could not see the light of day...
After mastering this information, Master Huan decided to take a gamble. The ancient warriors have a tough mind. The more powerful the ancient warriors are, the harder it is to be controlled by illusions. The black-faced man in front of him is very powerful, strong enough to kill him in the blink of an eye.
, but seizing the most fragile thing in the opponent's heart is an opportunity, and it also allows Huan Zun to see the hope of returning to the sacred blade. He decided to gamble. If he wins the bet, he may be able to live in the sun, but if he loses the bet, the worst he can do is lose it.
This old fate.
Hei Wuchang stared blankly at Huan Zun's pupils, and vivid pictures emerged in his mind. He saw his mother who had been dead for many years, a warm and sunny home, and a small garden outside the door.
His mother greeted him to dinner with a smile, and the table was filled with his favorite dishes... He smiled, as if there was a voice in his mind reminding him that all this was fake and unreal, but he didn't want to wake up.
, it doesn’t matter if it’s true or false, as long as you can finish the meal with your mother.
A large layer of sweat dripped from Huan Zun's forehead, and his whole body was tense. He couldn't relax now. He wanted to make the ancient warrior in front of him fall deeply into the illusion created. Not long after he got rid of that damn ring,
Only 70% of his supernatural powers have been restored. Now he can only do his best to create an environment and make the ancient warrior in front of him smile. Only when he shows a knowing smile can he be done.
There were two glimmers of water in Hei Wuchang's eyes. He smiled very sweetly, as if he was immersed in some great happiness. He was completely intoxicated.
Phew! Master Huan breathed a long sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and made a silent gesture to the nervous Master Lei beside him. Now he did not dare to speak out to disturb the black-faced man who entered the illusion.
Pointing to Wang Tiangang on the ground, he motioned to Lei Zun to help him carry him.
Lei Zun also breathed a sigh of relief, and the ball of lightning in his palms dispersed quietly. He bent down and lifted Wang Tiangang's feet with his hands. Huan Zun raised his shoulders. The two of them walked lightly towards the port.
On the way, Master Huan picked up the Damascus scimitar and put it on his waist, keeping it in case of emergency.
The two men carried Wang Tiangang onto the motorboat, and Lei Zun lowered his voice and asked: "Old Huan, why don't you take the opportunity to kill that black-faced guy?"
Huan Zun smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "The two of us can't even break through his protective aura. It would be terrible if he were alarmed to jump out of the illusion. Even if we have ten lives, it won't be enough for him to take over.
Let's sail, it will be safe once we reach the sea."
Lei Zun nodded, started the motorboat and left quickly. The crisp clicking sound of the motor reached Hei Wuchang's ears, making him frown involuntarily, but he soon regained his composure, with a satisfied smile on his face.
His mouth was still chewing, as if he was tasting a large piece of delicious food.
The Huan Lei twins drove the motorboat through the wind and waves, moving forward in the sea at an extremely fast speed. They didn't know how far they had traveled, but the motor beeped feebly a few times and stopped. They encountered a situation that left people speechless.
The motorboat is out of gas...
There was a bloody storm in the heavenly prison, and all the Jun family members on the island were killed except for Jun Buyu and Jun Heping who escaped by chance. The spirit of loyalty will last forever. The ancient martial arts family once again interpreted the meaning of loyalty with their lives. The night passed.
There was a heavy downpour in the sky at dawn, and everyone seemed to be crying that day.
When Xu Qing received the news that Tian Yu was massacred by the Hu clan, he hurried to the airport. After going around for several times, he met up with Ren Bing and others, and then took an armed helicopter to Tian Yu. By this time, the sky had cleared, but everyone was still worried.
It's a lingering haze.
Xu Qing clung to the window sill with his palms, his mind went blank, and his bloodshot eyes stared blankly at the sky outside the window. He hadn't said a word since he got on the plane, and his dry lips were bitten with a few bloody holes.
, he couldn't feel any pain, because his heart hurt to the extreme.
The heavily armed Ren Bing sat next to him, reached out and handed over a bottle of mineral water, and whispered: "Qingzi, drink some water." Xu Qing's stiff shoulders trembled twice, and he shook his head mechanically.
The bones of his neck made two soft crackling sounds. He sat in this posture for a long time, and his numb hands and feet were cold.
Ren Bing didn't know how to persuade him, so he just shook his head slightly and sighed. Two lights flashed in the eyes of the fat martial artist beside him. He reached into his pocket and took out a chocolate lollipop. Follow this example.
He handed it to Xu Qing's chin and said in a low voice: "I feel bitter, eating a candy will make me feel better!"
Bang! A tear dripped down his chin and fell on the lollipop. Xu Qing shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not bitter, it's painful..."