Chapter 347 (1/2)

”Asshole!”

Wei Xiangchen was surprised and angry.

After the bloody rain, his facial features were twisted.

Fear, anger, fear, despair, all kinds of emotions, all emerged in his face.

A drop of blood fell on his face, warm and sticky feeling, let Wei Xiangchen body tremble.

He suddenly returned to his senses and cried out: ”the sky is locked and the earth is locked! What are you doing! ”

The answer was a series of screams and commotions.

”What's the matter?”

Wei Xiangchen was so surprised that he turned to look at it.

In a flash, I saw a stream of blood rising up from the sky.

His pupils contracted suddenly, and his heart seemed to be pinched hard by a big hand, and he almost breathed.

”What's going on?”

In his panic, Wei Xiangchen saw a huge axe flashing out of the crowd in the distance. Suddenly, he waved it. Immediately, the nine Saint disciples who maintained the array were beheaded.

The blood is rolling up and falling down like a midsummer Rainstorm on the banana leaves, making a dense and clear sound.

”The axe -” Wei Xiangchen flashed a white light in his head. Immediately, he recalled that the huge axe had appeared at the entrance of Wangnu peak before.

At that time, the axe swept across and stopped the iron guards at the entrance. Five or six of them fell in an instant.

The bloody scene is still fresh in Wei Xiangchen's memory.

And now, the two people who brought him the tragic memory appeared in front of him again.

One just killed Xiao Xing, who ranked higher than Wei Xiangchen himself. The other, in the blink of an eye, took jiushengmen as a surprise array and destroyed it.

At this time, Wei Xiangchen sees that the disciples of jiushengmen react and attack Shen Qing one after another.

As a result, Shen Qing, with a thin figure, was like a giant beast in the wild. He was carrying a huge axe and bumping into the middle of the cross. His whole body rolled up a blood color whirlpool.

The blood was thick and steaming. In a moment, it spread out on the ground. It looked numb.

”Well, what are you looking at?”

At this time, a light drink came to Wei Xiangchen's ears.

Wei Xiangchen's face was as white as paper.

Turning around, he saw a black electric light. In an instant, with the power to annihilate his soul, it came straight to him.

”Wow

Wei Xiangchen screamed and quickly raised his sword to stop him.

Bang!

The slender sword in his hand suddenly burst into countless pieces, and the fragments were blown away.

The soul lock gun breaks through the void and shuttles through the debris. It doesn't give Wei Xiangchen the chance to react. With a Shua, it pierces his neck.

In the hissing sound, the blood, as if free of money, spurted from Wei Xiangchen's back neck.