Chapter 509 (1/2)
In this way, Luo Chen dragged the Fuling sword and took the Martians all the way to Tang 30.
When the last vine was cut off, Luo Chen was less than three meters away from Tang 30.
”OK, old dog, you move very fast.”
Luo Chen's mouth was slightly hooked, his hands clenched the handle of Fu Ling sword, and suddenly said a word.
Tang 30 was shocked. He had been concentrating on tengman just now. He didn't notice that Luo Chen had come to him.
”You...”
Tang San stared at Luo Chen and wanted to say something.
But Luo Chen didn't intend to give him this chance. Fu Lingjian pointed at Tang 30's neck and swung it horizontally, and whispered.
”If you have any words, give me your dream after you die!”
Boom!
Tang San quickly set up his long knife, held the handle with his right hand, and put his left hand on the back of the wide knife. Only then did he reluctantly block Luo Chen's attack.
”If I give you a dream, you won't be afraid of me scaring you to death?”
As soon as his eyes stared, Tang 30 glared at Luo Chen and couldn't help asking.
”Hehe, I killed all of you. It's just a dream. Who can be scared to death?”
When Luo Chen heard this, he couldn't help sneering. At the same time, he pressed the Fu Ling sword harder and closer to Tang 30's neck.
Now Tang San's feet are trapped there and he can't move. His arms have to carry the great pressure brought by Luo Chen. He doesn't dare to be distracted at all, because he only needs a little distraction, and the Fu spirit sword will appear on his neck the next second.
”I advise you not to be too arrogant, young man, be in awe!”
Tang San grinned angrily at Luo Chen and said a vicious sentence.
”I have the heart of awe, but I don't need it in the face of you!”
Luo Chen took huazi in his mouth and took a deep breath. Then he strengthened his arms and continued to press the Fu Ling sword toward Tang 30's neck.
”Boy... You are too arrogant...”
Tang San felt a chill coming from his neck. Then he couldn't help but whisper. His aura surged and acted on his arms and the long knife in his hand.
”Give me... Go away!”
With a roar, Tang 30 lifted Luo Chen's Fuling sword to one side. The sudden power made Luo Chen step back.
”Ouch? I didn't expect you to have this skill. ”
The corners of Luo Chen's mouth slightly stirred up, and then his eyes coagulated. He waved his sword again and split at Tang 30.
When... When
This time, Luo Chen did not choose to wrestle again, but cleaved at Tang 30 one sword after another. Every time, there was a crisp sound and sparks splashed out.
”Hiss...”
Tang San, who passively resisted Luo Chen's attack, couldn't help taking another breath, because a tingling sensation came from the tiger's mouth. It was estimated that the wound was enlarged by Luo Chen's strength.
”Stop, can you stop it? Today next year will be your Memorial Day! ”
Luo Chen clenched his teeth and clenched the Fuling sword with both hands, chopping down one sword after another.
”Ah! I don't want to die, I can't die... ”
Tang San couldn't help drinking. A black air slowly appeared on the long sword in his hand, making the surrounding air much thicker. Luo Chen could obviously feel a sense of stagnation when he pulled back the spirit sword.
”Whether you die or not, you have to die for me!”
Luo Chen was always angry with Tang 30's words. He waved his Fu Ling sword and said aloud.
Even if the black Qi is wrapped around the long knife, it can't stop Luo Chen's attack.
”You don't count.”
With the black air above the long knife, Tang 30 immediately felt the pressure drop. Then he held the long knife with one hand in his right hand and resisted Luo Chen's chop.