Chapter 642 (1/2)

Lin Mengyao held the sword, but did not take the opportunity to pierce Chu TianKuo's throat. In a cold voice, he suddenly said: ”elder, I will not give you the same chance. Step back.”

By the sword to the mouth, Chu TianKuo even dare not say, looking at Lin Mengyao's eyes, full of fear.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Lin Mengyao pulled out the sword with his bare hand, while Chu TianKuo quickly stepped back two steps and rolled his throat.

”I'm sorry, Meng Yao has just been impolite. Please don't blame me.”

For the elder of the Phoenix Temple, Lin Mengyao didn't dare to offend him easily, so he apologized to him and immediately walked straight to the mountain road.

Looking at the girl passing by, sniffing the unique fragrance of the girl at the tip of her nose, Chu TianKuo smiles coldly: ”little girl, did I say I let you pass?”

！！

Smell speech, Lin Mengyao pretty face a cold, turn round again, but saw Chu TianKuo has already begun to gather the spirit power between two palms.

”Do you want to go back?” Lin Mengyao's cold way.

”Go back? Ha ha ha! Since there is no regret, what is the opposite? Little girl, don't think that if you get away with it once, you can forget me! ”

Chu TianKuo, with a gloomy face, continued to retreat a distance.

I didn't expect to spare the old man once, and he was still inflexible. Lin Mengyao recalled his usual words of Bai Chen's joking, and then he sighed: ”ah, brother Bai's words are really good. If you don't want to be shameful, you will be invincible!”

”Be presumptuous. I'll give you a move. Don't take yourself seriously!” Chu TianKuo's eyes swept over Lin Mengyao, and suddenly he laughed.

”It seems that I can only defeat you completely.” Lin Mengyao took a deep breath and raised the sword again. The strange red light, just like the viscous liquid, began to attach to her sword again.

Seeing the thick red awn, Chu TianKuo's eyes suddenly shrank and said with gnashing teeth: ”it seems that your great power is the red light doing mischief...”

”So?” Lin Mengyao's cold eyes lifted.

”So, as long as I keep away from you, your invincible close combat is useless to me, ha ha ha!” Chu TianKuo's eyes twinkled a strange black awn, and his eyes twinkled slightly. A moment later, the endless black fog fell from the sky, and soon covered them completely.

Lin Tianyun in the distance, after seeing his sister engulfed by the black fog, obviously his face sank.

However, Lin Mengyao, who is in the dark fog, can't help but show a touch of disdain when he hears chutiankuo's laughter: ”compared with brother Bai's fairy in the fog, your move is so bad!”

The dark fog of Chu TianKuo can only block the sight, but the fairy in the fog of Bai Chen can also block the transmission of sound. Therefore, it is obvious that the fairy in the fog is better.

Two times by her and white Chen for comparison, Chu TianKuo obviously already angry: ”little girl, that arrogant boy has what good, on the origin, on the strength, not as good as me this old man, I think, I should take you back to the Phoenix Temple, and then good training.”

”Dream!”

Lin Mengyao's cheek is cold, and on the jade hand, the red air is winding up. There is a strange smell, which sometimes makes people energetic, sometimes makes people hot and violent.

Suddenly, Lin Mengyao's figure flashed. He raised his sword and stabbed Chu TianKuo in the direction.

Looking at the plundered figure, Chu TianKuo smiles. His head leans back slightly and sucks in his stomach. A moment later, he suddenly roars in front of him: ”roar!”