Chapter 1669 (1/2)

When the man saw that Nianwen had saved the woman from landing, he was so angry that he roared, ”who will let you save her? Who asked you to save her? She should have died, this bitch she would have died! ”

Under the joint efforts of wankun and Zheng Zhongwen, the men had fallen into the downwind. At this time, a distracted man gave wankun and Zheng Zhongwen a good opportunity.

Their swords stabbed him in the back.

The man spits a mouthful of blood out of his mouth, grabs two long swords with his backhand, breaks them with force, and cruelly pulls out the broken swords inserted in himself.

He slowly turned around and stared at Zheng Zhongwen and WAN Kun with blood red eyes. ”If you don't let me live, let's die together!”

He threw away the broken sword in his hand, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips. Then, his face began to change. On his originally black and red face, it suddenly turned scarlet, and his eyes were as bloody as blood.

”Ah -- ah --”

the man roared, his clothes were broken and scattered, showing his body full of scars. On the originally very strong body, muscle after muscle seemed to grow up, like someone blowing air into it.

Wan Kun frowned and said to himself, ”this, he is burning blood?”

Zheng Zhongwen nodded, his eyes also shocked: ”yes, this is burning blood, he is the spirit blood clan.”

The spirit blood clan, which is almost forgotten by the world.

”Wener, run, run!” Wan Kun shouted

The man has stopped burning blood. His figure seems to double in an instant. Standing in front of them, he is like a giant.

”Want to run? I'm afraid it's not that easy. ”

His voice, as if from the hell hell of the hell, grim.