Chapter 1181 (1/2)
Chant!
The sky broke and the thunder rumbled.
Behind Mo Meng, there is a dragon's shadow.
It is Cang Long and roars in the direction of Wang Xiaojian's five people.
Roar, shake the soul.
It's like a real black dragon.
In the roar of Canglong, momeng's injured body recovered quickly with the speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, he grew up with three heads and six arms.
Under the surprised eyes of Wang Xiaojian, Wang Zhaojun, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong, his body shook.
The body with three heads and six arms turned into three figures.
Three momons.
They dress the same, look the same, temperament the same.
Each one is an emperor.
Eyes open and close, look down on all sides!
”Ants, die!”
At the same time, the three statues of momeng roared with terror.
Their figures appeared around Wang Xiaojian as if in a flash.
After that, one person made a fist, one palm, and one sword. He displayed different martial arts skills and killed Wang Xiaojian.
Killing the opportunity is like a thick cloud in the sky.
All the exits were blocked.
Wang Xiaojian felt the ultimate opportunity to kill, but there was no way to avoid it.
He gathered all his strength and raised his sword of judgment and faith to meet Mormon!
Bang!
Boom!
Wang Xiaojian's ruling belief sword blocked the bloody sword of Mormon.
But it failed to resist the killing move from the left and right sides.
One fist, one palm, hit Wang Xiaojian's body.
Wang Xiaojian's body was shaking violently, and his body was almost exploded because of his huge power.
Wang Xiaojian spits out a mouthful of blood and falls from the air.
Three momeng grinned grimly and spread out his dark wings to kill Wang Xiaojian.
Each shadow, all exudes the general breath of the dragon, each shadow, with the will to kill.
They set their eyes on Wang Xiaojian, and then use their palms, fists and swordsmanship to destroy Wang Xiaojian.
To drag Wang Xiaojian into endless hell!
”Wang Xiaojian (Lord)!”
Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, Zhang Fei and Wang Zhaojun were shocked at the same time.
They went forward at top speed to momon.
Zhang Fei was furious in the air and became an ancient demon ape.
Wang Zhaojun shows great skill, and winter is coming.
Zhao Yun displays the dragon of the sky.
Huang Zhong roared.
They tried to stop momon.
But the three momons gave a cold smile at the same time.
The two momongs on the left and right, with a flash of figure, displayed their powerful fist and palm techniques and killed Wang Zhaojun, Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong and Zhang Fei.
And the one in the middle, in the eyes, burst out a more powerful killing machine.
The long sword in his hand cut out dozens of Zhang's awn, facing Wang Xiaojian's falling body!
”Wang Xiaojian, die, roar!”
The breath of Mormon reached its climax.
His sword's awn contains a killing opportunity like the nine hell, which covers Wang Xiaojian and wants to tear Wang Xiaojian into pieces.
The sky, in this moment, tears.
Wang Xiaojian raised the sword of ruling belief.
However, he was seriously injured and couldn't exert all his strength. At the moment when the giant sword was raised, Mormon's bloody sword fell down.