Chapter 193 (2/2)
In the face of shadow Shuanger around him, they greatly increased their cultivation and left themselves far behind. Endless jealousy filled his chest.
Today, seeing the scene of Xiao Tianfeng against the troll, he had an extreme inferiority complex in his heart.
At this moment, when everyone fell down and lost combat effectiveness, coupled with the great temptation of inheritance and magic, his distorted heart broke out completely.
He wants revenge, revenge on those he was jealous of, revenge on those who made him feel inferior.
With today's opportunity, he is destined to soar for nine days. These make him jealous of the stain of inferiority, he will never allow it to exist in the world.
”Are you finished?”
The hoarse and gloomy voice suddenly appeared in the secret room, which excited the crazy Feng Hao. He immediately turned around and looked at it, but I didn't know when the dying fat man stood up and couldn't see his expression with his head down.
At the moment, Qian xiaopang's round body exudes cold and violent breath.
”You're not dead yet?” his face became more gloomy for a moment. Feng Hao flashed in front of the fat man. Xuanli surged and stretched out his foot to kick him out again: ”then I think you're still alive this time!”
Qian xiaopang flew out like a shell, was lined up on the wall like a pool of meat mud, and then fell feebly to the ground.
To Feng Hao's horror, Qian xiaopang only paused on the ground, and then slowly stood up. The cold and violent breath on his body was stronger, and there was a faint black air around his body surface.
”Are you a man or a ghost?” Feng Hao's face shook and his body flashed out, launching a crazy attack on Qian xiaopang.
What makes Feng Hao crazy is that no matter how he attacks, Qian xiaopang seems to be immortal. The cold breath on his body is still rising, his mouth is interrupted, and his voice is more frightening.
After some tossing, Feng Haolei was out of breath, bent over and tried to look up at the strange Qian xiaopang not far ahead, trembling in his heart.
”Have you hit enough? You scum, you can die.” the violent voice came out slowly, and Qian xiaopang raised his head slowly.
But at the moment, Qian xiaopang didn't have the original appearance. The black gas lingered, and his skin was covered with a layer of fine black scales. His hands had become the claws of unknown Warcraft, and there was a thick tail behind him, like a long snake tail.
Blood colored eyes, flat nose, sharp fangs and fine black scales make Qian xiaopang look particularly terrible.
”You monster, die!” Feng Hao endured the chill in his heart, took out a big sword and ruthlessly cut at Qian xiaopang.
With a loud noise, the sharp big sword was put on Qian xiaopang's arrow and failed to break through the fine scale.
The sharp claws full of scales quickly grasped the big sword on his shoulder. When Qian xiaopang grasped it, he pinched the huge sword.
The tail swaying gently behind him suddenly accelerated and ran out from behind. Then he pierced Feng Hao's Dantian, shook it gently and threw it out.
Red eyes looked around, as if they didn't find any targets to attack. Qian xiaopang suddenly gave a scream, and his two claws grabbed his head and swayed in pain.
When the sound stopped suddenly, the strong body shook and fell to the ground. A faint black air diffused from him, and Qian xiaopang gradually recovered to his original appearance.