Chapter 828: Tonight, you will all die (make up for yesterday's
In the sight of this businessman, in the sky behind the heads of Mu Fan and the two of them, a black shadow silently... pounced down!
Mu Fan didn't notice it, but he saw the frightened look in the businessman's eyes.
Turn around suddenly!
The black shadow had actually invaded within three meters.
A murderous intention of death emerged at this moment, and Mu Fan raised his hand to swing the short stick.
But at this moment, Lu Qingxue, who had her eyes closed, pressed down her wrist fiercely and drew out the Snow-Building Sword with her backhand.
A ray of silver light suddenly appeared and rolled up from the sky.
A series of sparks suddenly appeared in the sky, and the black shadow separated when it came into contact with Lu Qingxue's long sword.
Bang...
It seemed that the long sword came into contact with the black shadow's body.
But the next second, the black shadow instantly spread into fog.
Lu Qingxue dispersed the black mist with one sword, but... where was the enemy?
"Not human."
Lu Qingxue's four cold words told the truth.
"A rare harvest. It actually has the fragrance of a virgin... This kind of blood... it must be very delicious to drink."
A black cloak was raised high and fell gently.
On the top of the broadleaf tree in front of the two people, stood a black figure.
When he raised his head, that terrifying and disgusting face was clearly reflected in their pupils.
"I just hit him."
Lu Qingxue did not get angry because of the other party's words, but stood behind Mu Fan and spoke softly.
"Jie Jie...but you didn't hurt me." Ye Gui smiled solemnly.
"Are you curious?"
Just when Mu Fan was about to take action, the black shadow on the tree crown instantly split into six figures and shot down violently.
Four of them rushed towards Mu Fan, and two rushed towards Lu Qingxue.
The short dark gold stick in Mu Fan's hand spun into blur at this moment, like a flywheel heading towards the rapidly approaching black figure.
Zi La La...
Bright sparks explode at night.
The opponent's speed is extremely fast, and what's extremely weird is that it can even maneuver and change direction anytime and anywhere in the air like a hummingbird.
He vaguely saw that the other party stretched out his palm to grab his dark gold short stick.
However, the wind of the stick in the rapidly rotating state is like a knife wheel cutting it.
The harsh sound of metal friction suddenly appeared in the air.
Mu Fan finally felt that his Stick Wind Blade Wheel had broken through the opponent's defense.
Cut it... for me!
Mu Fan's eyes flashed with arrogance.
The rotating stick is sent forward.
With a flick of the tip of the stick, the black shadow in front of him instantly exploded into black mist, and the two passed by each other.
[Hit, didn’t hit... failed...]
This thought flashed through Mu Fan's mind, and Jie Jie's laughter echoed in his ears.
Then a sharp claw suddenly flashed past his ribs.
Hey!
A deep bloodstain instantly appeared on the back of his waist.
About fifteen centimeters long.
Mu Fan groaned.
The intersecting black mist re-condensed and took shape seven or eight meters behind the two people.
The black cloak danced gently.
The ghost-like face looked at Mu Fan, smiling sinisterly.
The right hand is raised in front of the body.
Mu Fan's pupils shrank slightly...
It was a dark metal claw similar to Solomon's Gauntlet.
At this moment, his blood was dripping down his fingers.
Seeing that Mu Fan seemed to be paying attention to his paws, Ye Gui's eyes narrowed, and the muscles and bones on his face looked more and more eye-catching.
He looked back at Mu Fan's ribs, where the wound was rolled up, and said with a sinister smile: "Does it hurt? Your reaction speed ranks among the top three people I have ever seen... What a pity...
...I will let you die in pain bit by bit, I will let you watch how you are cut into pieces, I will let you watch how I drink up the blood on her body...Jiejie."
Lu Qingxue held her sword on guard, still not offended by the other party's words, but she looked at Mu Fan's ribs, and when she noticed the horrific wound, her pupils shrank, and a trace of worry flashed deep in her eyes.
When Mu Fan's eyes met Lu Qingxue's, he shook his head slightly and grinned, indicating that he was fine.
Then he looked at the other person and licked his lips.
"So perverted... I can't think of anyone other than Blood Fang Group."
"Why are you so anxious to avenge those people?"
Mu Fan's eyes were filled with mockery.
As for the wound on his side, he didn't even look at it.
If this is considered hurtful to him...
Then he would have died countless times.
"Tsk, tsk, your brain is quite useful, but you only guessed the first point correctly."
Night Ghost stretched out his left hand and gently wiped the paws of his right hand.
He said to himself: "I just want to kill you. As for them, how many they die has nothing to do with me."
As the words fell, the air around Ye Gui seemed to collapse for a moment.
From stillness to movement, the whole person is like a cannonball penetrating the air.
But the strange thing is that there is no sound at all.
The night falls, turning into ghosts in silent places.
Bloodfang Group, seventh-level mutant night ghost!
Mu Fan's eyes were stern. At this moment, all the cold psionic energy flowed into his muscles, and his upper body became steel in an instant!
"If you can... just kill me."
The muscles in both arms suddenly stiffened.
However, at this moment, a cold figure stood directly in front of Mu Fan.
This made Ye Gui's eyes flash with surprise, and Mu Fan was even more stunned!
Lu Qingxue's black hair was flying at this moment, and her eyes were extremely determined.
The four jade-like fingers of his left hand pressed against the spine of the sword like lightning. As the plain hand moved upward, he pressed the tip of the sword violently.
At this moment, several people seemed to hear the sound of an iceberg breaking.
The snow sword was pressed into a circular arc.
Mu Fan noticed that Lu Qingxue's left hand trembled dozens of times in an instant, and then the snow-building sword seemed to have been fully charged and suddenly popped out.
Sword Moves Twenty-seven Bengxue!
Buzz~
A strange roar sounded in the space.
The remnant image of the Snow Sword bounced up and collided with the night ghost.
A spark exploded directly into the sky, and the black shadow collapsed again.
The spreading black mist instantly passed over Lu Qingxue.
"careful!"
Mu Fan noticed a cold light flashing on Lu Qingxue's left shoulder, and the short stick in his hand suddenly stabbed out!
However, Jie Jie's laughter sounded again.
"guessed wrong."
bass!
A dark claw shadow suddenly flashed across Lu Qingxue's right shoulder.
The cold, weak body trembled suddenly.
Visible to the naked eye, there is a blood flower rising from the right shoulder!
The Night Ghost reappeared on the tree crown on the other side. At this moment, he was sniffing the fingertips of his right hand intoxicatedly.
"It's really fragrant and delicious...it's the best, it's the best."
That ugly and terrifying face seemed to be distorted with excitement at this moment.
Then, he stared at Lu Qingxue with unabashed scorching eyes!
"Hahahaha! Huge harvest, bloody night."
"Today, you...are all going to die!"
The black cloak suddenly lifted up and shattered into a thick black mist. When the mist disappeared, black and white armor like bones covered the night ghost's body.
A powerful and terrifying aura overwhelmed the entire place at this moment!