Dong!

He kicked Lao Chen in the abdomen.

Click!

The sound of crisp bones breaking came.

The huge force almost shattered Lao Chen's internal organs!

call out!

The impact force made him kicked directly into the sky, coughing up blood with big mouthfuls!

Thriller!

His eyes were filled with horror!

Great enemy!

A great enemy that has never been encountered in life!

With just one move, Lao Chen seriously injured him!

Escape!

This thought remains in my mind.

However.

Just as this idea emerged.

Ren Xiaoyao's voice came to his ears!

Cold and ruthless!

"I heard you like cramps very much."

"Then I will strip your tendons and veins from your body!"

The broken knife holding Lao Chen's head in his hand, the speed of swinging exceeded the limit that Lao Chen could see clearly.

The sword wind broke through the air, and the sharp edge blew the air.

Yang Batian and Mr. Fu both retreated repeatedly, and everyone's face revealed a strong sense of fear!

The knife fell.

It seems that the space has been torn apart and has been severely cut into two sections!

ah!

A scream came!

The tendons and veins on Lao Chen's hands were separated, and scarlet blood was spewing out like a fountain!

Looking at this terrifying scene, Yang Batian and Mr. Fu couldn't help but change their faces and trembled all over. No one of them could catch this knife!

Blood is in the air!

Dropped to their feet.

Both of them had eyelids twitching!

The evil spirits who were devouring people in black were like seeing the most beautiful food, rushed up in a swarm, licking the blood dripping on the ground frantically.

"This person is invincible!"

Having made a judgment in his heart, Yang Batian suddenly rose up on the spot and rushed out into the distance.

At this moment, he didn't care about Mr. Fu and Lao Chen.

After all, no one’s life is more important than his own!

Moreover, the treasure was on his own, so he didn't have to care about the life or death of the two of them.

Escape!

Only then can there be a turning point!

You should know that although warriors are terrible, they are definitely not lawless.

The hot weapons of this era have largely restricted warriors!

certainly.

Yang Batian is not sure.

For the person in front of you, can the thermal weapons hidden in your home work?

He is running away desperately!

Mr. Fu was stunned on the spot.

Looking at Yang Batian who was leaving, countless alpacas whizzed by in his heart.

He wants to run away too!

But he is a alchemist!

I am in my seventies this year.

If you run away as Yang Batian did.

Before he was chased by Ren Xiaoyao, he was exhausted!

How can this run?

"drive!"

With a sudden inspiration, Mr. Fu quickly jumped into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and roared away.

"What kind of monster is this!"

Looking at the figure in the reversing mirror, Mr. Fu still couldn't help but tremble and once again increased the accelerator to the maximum.

"Save me! Save me!"

Seeing this, Mr. Fu shouted wildly, his voice full of despair.

"Don't be afraid, the road to the underworld is long, I will take them back and accompany you."

After glanced at the traces of the two of them running away, Ren Xiaoyao didn't care.

escape?

Even if you can escape to the ends of the world.

I can find you too!

"But, you should accept the punishment first!"

The short knife fell down again.

Ahhhhh!

A scream came and ran through the night.

On the body of Lao Chen.

The neck, arms, back, thighs, and feet were torn apart by a broken knife!

The black tendons and veins are already exposed to the air.

Hulala!

Countless blood flows.

boom!

Old Chen fell heavily to the ground, and countless bones were broken again. Several broken bones even penetrated the lung lobes and the chest, revealing a huge hole.

Not much blood.

Because his blood is about to dry out!

"I... am I going to die?"

Looking at the sky with a blank look, Old Chen's face seemed to feel relieved.

His martial arts cultivation has been destroyed!

Even living is a torture for him.

"Die? No."

Ren Xiaoyao grinned and said, "God has the virtue of being alive, and I will let you live for another half an hour."

Not far away.

More than twenty evil spirits holding blood-colored babies in their arms were looking at Old Chen's head who was limply in a pool of mud, constantly licking his tongue.

They didn't dare to yell at him just now.

But now.
To be continued...