He comes from hell - Chapter 1900

“Yinluohua, don’t think you are so powerful after you have learned something from Mengpo. You can’t intervene in this battle!”

Only the puppet technique that Mengpo could use, nochiev could recognize it at a glance.

It’s said that Meng Po’s puppets are invulnerable and can be compared to steel. Maybe it’s because they are too anti humanitarian. Meng Po herself seldom uses them.

“What are you? Is it your turn to give orders here? ”

Even if we stand on the United Front, some old grudges can not be easily written off.

Yin Luohua is not polite to sneer at each other, the tone of indifference is full of disdain.

In the face of the enemy, our own people are still abusing each other. This scene looks very strange, but it doesn’t seem to disobey.

The king said nothing and did not mediate.

“Who gave you the courage?”

Nokiev and Yin Luohua ridicule each other as if no one else. In his eyes, it is undoubtedly a huge insult. He holds the knife in both hands, suddenly turns around and cuts it. He kills the puppet in a turbulent way, and his anger comes out along the blade. He wants to cut off the puppet completely.

but he underestimates the magic of puppetry.

With the shaking of the silver line, the controlled puppet disappears under the blade at an incredible speed. The next second it appears, it will fall from the sky!

“To die!”

Xun sun’s eyes were ferocious and fierce. When he looked up, his left hand roared up.

“Click!”

He grabbed the punch, then five fingers clenched, the face was tight, the power of terror suddenly broke out, the waist was bent, once he grasped the puppet fist, he pulled it down and hit it on the ground!

“Bang!”

Even if it is already a corpse, the violent impact will lead to the fracture of the skeleton of the puppet.

“I’ve said before, don’t over measure yourself.”

The seriously injured nokiev sneered, but when he saw that the puppet was damaged, his face was still a little ugly.

This time, Yin Luohua did not fight against him.

Because of his anger, Xun sun raised his right foot and suddenly stepped forward. Regardless of the feeling of the same origin, the puppet’s head was like a watermelon crushed by a huge stone, which was suddenly broken.

Red and white things sputter out.

I can’t bear to look directly at the bloody scene!

“Tell me how you want to die!”

The scar on his back was bleeding continuously. Xun sun slowly raised his head, and his trembling eyes and roaring gloomy momentum were like hell opening the door!

“Yinluohua, take nokiev away!”

The holy King stepped forward and chopped the ground with his scepter. The holy golden light permeated his whole body, just like a small sun, and ran straight to Xun sun.

“You hear me, get out of here!”

Although he escaped, he had lost most of his fighting power. However, he seemed to be unaware of his situation. He was arrogant and did not intend to leave at all.

As an old opponent, he knows the power of Yin Luohua very well. He may be a figure in human society, but he doesn’t look at it much better than the disciples of demon. Without the puppet, it’s just waiting for death to stay here.

But soon, nochiev’s pupils contracted.

I saw the flowers falling in the shade without saying a word. My fingertips moved slowly. The silver silk thread connecting the puppets was gradually breaking away. The cold look didn’t look like a retreat at all.

Over there.

The holy king and Xun sun have collided, and the offensive of both sides is like a storm.

“Don’t stay in the way! Go away

With a roar, despite the pain of biting his heart and lungs, the bloody noctyev clenched his teeth and stepped on the ground. His bloody body was like a touch of the setting sun, and he shot at Xun sun.

Shock and solemn!

“Fool!”

Yin flower cold spit sound.

Sure enough.

Soon.

Nokiev flew back at a more explosive speed and fell into the mud. The thick blood gushed out of control from the wound and dyed red!

But as the right envoy of the temple, he was not only proud of the world, but also strong willpower. Even though the pain of ten thousand ants made his body spasm, he just bit his teeth and said nothing.

Yin Luohua turned a blind eye to this, and his cold eyes soon moved to Xun sun who was fighting with Saratoga.

This is the chance!

Her eyes shrink, aiming at a gap, her hands dazzling rapid sliding, dozens of cold silver shot out, its speed is even faster than the bullet!

Cuan sun was caught by the light from the corner of his eyes, but because he was entangled by Saratoga, the holy king, it was difficult for him to retreat. He had to dodge by force. At last, he couldn’t avoid completely. A dozen silver lights pierced his strong skin and flesh from all angles, penetrated his body, spread all over his body, arms, and joints of his hands and feet!

It’s silver needle!!!

And it’s a silver needle linked by silk thread!There is a special barb at the end. As long as the target is pierced, the sharp barb at the end will entangle it, just like a prey trapped in a trap, which is hard to break free.

Once again, the air was full of quiet silver lights.

Right makes nokiev lie on the ground, amazing scene let him temporarily forget the pain, pupil dilation, incredible.

This is

Is it not that Do you want to make disciples into puppets?!!!

“Hiss!”

Yin Luohua’s expression was cold, and his hands suddenly pulled back, which seemed to confirm nokiev’s conjecture.

With the silk thread involved, the silver needle that had penetrated into the body’s joints instantly retracted, and tightened the flesh with the barb of the port. Xun sun staggered, as if he had been dragged by inexplicable force, and the heartbreaking pain swept through his whole body.

Rao’s expression can’t help changing with his concentration. His eyes are ferocious and protruding, and his eyes are covered with blood!

“Holy king, don’t you do it yet?”

Yin Luohua roared loudly, and the silk thread in his hand seemed to be a soul alluring rope, which not only limited Xun sun’s movement, but also caused great damage to his spirit and body.

Saratoga, the holy king, seized the opportunity, made a decisive decision, opened up his strength, and poured out the momentum of light and holiness without any reservation!

Kill him while he’s sick!

“Bang!”

Cuan sun was about to fight back, but with the pull of Yin falling flowers, the silver needle in his body broke out, and the severe pain accompanied with the stiffness of his body, both the reaction speed and strength were severely limited, so he could no longer compete with the holy king, and was soon smashed to the ground.

“Boom!”

The style of the disciple was no longer the same. He fell into the mud like a lost dog.

“Ha ha! Well done

Nokiev, contrary to the normal, looks up at the sky and smiles, even if his state is not much better than that of Xun sun.

Damn it!

The huge humiliation and anger filled his whole body, even more than the pain he suffered. The twisted faced Xun sun held his knife tightly, knowing that if he didn’t cut off the silk thread, he would be subject forever!

But where would Saratoga give him this chance.

In the eyes of nochiev.

In the unprecedented tacit cooperation between the magistrate and the holy king.

Xun sun is like a trapped animal in a dilemma. He is tortured to death.

In the rain.

He lay on the ground, his body was covered with bruises, dripping blood spilled through the tiny holes, and the heavy broken knife lay on one side.

After Hubilie, he was the second disciple in the lost world.

Fall!