Chapter 990 (1/2)

This half dead invalid can not be killed, but he can't allow himself to pull his crotch in front of his companions.

On the other side, as the breath of death approached again, the pupil of the man who fell on the ground suddenly contracted, and his body moved outward in an extreme way. With a sound of ”Pooh Hoo”, the knife in the thick man's hand still penetrated his back precisely.

Blood soon gushed from the man's back, and the rough man's face was not very good-looking. He thought that he must have met the boy when he was doing it himself.

”Ha ha ha ha, second, it's not easy for you to deal with such a rubbish.”

The second one, livid and speechless, took a look at the stiff man on the ground and scolded him in his heart. He wanted to kill someone to relieve his anxiety, but he was ridiculed in the end.

The man who fell on the ground was not far away from death.

No!!

I don't want to die!! I can't die!!

God let me survive, is to let me find ancient clock revenge! I can't just die here!!

”Ah, ah, ah --”

all of a sudden, his eyes, which gradually lost their focus, suddenly released a fierce light like a tiger. With his strength from nowhere, he turned over from the weeds and grabbed the right arm of the rough man who had not gone far away.

and stabbed the old man who did not want to look at him again.

”All to my death!! Ah, ah, ah

”Pooh Hoo!”

Neither of them had thought about how this corpse like man jumped up and held his arm. What's worse is that he feels humiliated. When he sees his partner slashing at him with a knife under the control of the already dead man,

he feels like he is in a terrible hell. Compared with the feeling at this moment, his previous experience in the devil's forest is nothing. When his consciousness returned to the noumenon, his body had already been pierced by a long knife, and his eyes were as big as to burst.

There was no voice in his throat, and finally, like his other brothers, he stayed in the devil's land forever. The remaining man slowly lowered his head and looked down. He saw the man who should have died by his knife.

Even so, he felt that this small spiritual power was the biggest crisis he faced in his life.

”You...” The rough man was trying to beg for mercy, but he had not come and made the last sound in his life. With the sound of body penetrating, his body slowly fell back, and a bloody arm was pulled from his chest On the rest of the thick man's chest, a huge blood hole gushed out like a fountain of blood.

The wind blows in gusts and brings the thick blood around to the deeper woods. The man who killed two people in a row is covered with blood, especially the arm directly through the chest of the thick man.

It was like soaking in a pool of blood. His disordered and smelly hair was flying in the wind, covering his wrinkled face and a black wound on his forehead.

The resentment and hostility that he exuded made the surrounding atmosphere even colder and colder. This man was Shaoxuan who was shot down by an ancient bell on Cangshan Mountain.