Mo Jingzhe looked at the roaring and rolling black clouds in the distance. His expression was solemn as he said in a serious tone, "I smell an evil aura."
"Don't talk nonsense. You're going to die this time."
The black clouds contained a frightening power, and there seemed to be evil spirits hidden within. Even when facing Jian Wuchen and the others, he didn't feel like he would be defeated. However, this black cloud made him feel like he couldn't fight it head-on.
Jian Wuchen and Huang Xuandao, who were arguing, also had a serious expression on their faces. Especially Jian Wuchen, when he felt the power coming from the black cloud, his hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.
Evil, gloomy, and terrifying. This was the kind of terror he had never felt before. This kind of aura made him feel uneasy.
Lin Fan was puzzled. He didn't know what kind of existence was inside the black cloud.
The black cloud rolled and stopped in the sky. Suddenly, as if it was torn apart by a pair of giant hands, the black cloud split to two sides. Several figures stood on top of the black cloud. Among them, the man with the skull mask didn't move, but the pressure he gave off was the greatest.
"It's you. Do you still remember me? Enemies are bound to meet on a narrow road. I didn't expect to meet you here. I'm going to catch you, pull out your tendons, peel off your skin, and let you die without a burial place." The gray-robed man locked his gaze on Lin Fan and roared ferociously. Lord Ming was here, and he was his strongest backing. No matter how powerful this kid was, he was definitely not Lord Ming's opponent.
Mo Jingzhe stood beside Lin Fan and whispered, "This person is looking for you."
"I know." He didn't expect to meet the guy from last time. He had smashed him in half with his rod. He didn't expect that he would still be alive and kicking, and his lower body had even recovered.
But looking at the current situation, it was obvious that the situation was not good. Then, he said in confusion, "Did you get the wrong person? I've never met you before. These two are my senior brothers. We just came out from the sect to gain experience."
He had to shift the blame to someone else.
At the same time, his heart was filled with grief and indignation. What kind of world is this? Why do I have so many enemies? Every one of them wants to kill me when they see me. My life is really a failure.
"You got the wrong person? Impossible. Even if you turn into ashes, I'll still recognize you. " The gray-robed man sneered, "I didn't expect you to have a senior brother here. I can use your lives to avenge my subordinates."
"Lord Ming, it's him. Everything that I've suffered was brought about by him." The grey-robed man said fiercely.
Lord Ming, who was standing at the front, opened his mouth and black clouds rolled out. Every black cloud formed a sinister human head that danced in the air, dragging out long black tails.
"Magnificent Flame Sect disciple, very good. The Magnificent Flame Sect has always wanted to destroy our sect and killed countless of our disciples. It's not bad to use your heads as a tribute to our dead disciples."
Huang Xuandao stood behind Jian Wuchen. This was not the time to explain. He whispered, "Senior Brother Wuchen, what should we do now? Seems like they're disciples of the Divine Religion. That man with the skull mask is very strong. "
Jian Wuchen didn't pay attention to Huang Xuandao. With a solemn expression, he took a step forward. "Everyone, I have nothing to do with him, and I also want to kill him. Since he has a grudge against you, we will take our leave first."
"Senior Brother, you …" Lin Fan didn't expect Jian Wuchen to be so shameless. Seeing that he was no match for them, he wanted to retreat and push Lin Fan out. How hateful! He doesn't have any sect ties at all!
The gray-robed man said, "Lord Ming, these people are from the same sect, and they are acting like this. In my opinion, there must be some tricks up their sleeves."
Patter!
At this moment, Lord Ming pressed his hand on the gray-robed man's head. This action scared the gray-robed man so much that he knelt down and broke out in cold sweat.
"You talk too much nonsense. I want to kill you."
The gray-robed man couldn't suppress his anger when he saw Lin Fan. He scolded him, but he suddenly realized that he had been too presumptuous in front of Lord Ming. He immediately begged for mercy and shut his mouth.
Lord Ming has his own ideas. How can I be so presumptuous?
Looking at the situation in front of him, Lin Fan made a rough estimation in his heart. If Jian Wuchen's combat power is 3.
Then this gloomy guy's combat power might have broken through to double digits.
Someone of this level can crush me like an ant. I have to find a way to escape. I can't continue wasting my time like this.
"Only by rising from the ashes of despair can I reach a higher level. I, Mo Jingzhe, am facing a great calamity in my life. Although I have a slim chance of survival, I will never lower my head. Let me use my iron fists to break through this predicament." Mo Jingzhe was silent for a moment. Then, as if he had figured it out, his whole person changed. His aura was like a fire dragon, soaring into the sky and looking straight ahead.
Lin Fan pulled Mo Jingzhe behind him. "Are you crazy? Rise from the ashes? Listen to me later, and I'll tell you to run."
To Lin Fan, it was a miracle that Mo Jingzhe was able to live until now. With his brain, he would have been killed many times already.
Just then, Lin Fan took a step forward with a solemn look on his face. "Senior brothers, the Divine Religion is a scourge to the sect, and we should kill them. But they are too powerful, and we are no match for them. We can't let such a treasure fall into their hands. I'll lure him away for you. Take the treasure and return to the sect."
Whoosh!
In an instant, Lin Fan took out the remote bomb that he had drawn previously from his storage ring. Its exquisite appearance drew a ray of light in the air, and it landed in Jian Wuchen's hands.
"Let's go." Lin Fan pulled Mo Jingzhe and fled into the distance. At the same time, he turned his head and shouted. "Chase me if you have the guts. Don't chase my senior brother."
On the black cloud, Ming You looked at the scene in front of him without batting an eyelid. He seemed to be contemplating, or perhaps he hadn't reacted yet. He then raised his finger, and the black cloud face that was spinning around in the air let out a ferocious roar and chased after Lin Fan.
Jian Wuchen looked at the mysterious thing in his hand, and then at Ming You in front of him. His throat moved, and his heart trembled. The person in front of him gave him a dangerous and terrifying feeling.
I didn't expect to encounter such a terrifying existence in the Thousand Deep Cave to kill this kid.
"He is the direct disciple of Elder Tian Xu. I have a grudge against him." Jian Wuchen's palms trembled. He was terrified, and there was an indescribable pressure in his heart.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Huang Xuandao fled into the distance without any hesitation. In his opinion, he would die if he didn't run.
Ming You raised his hand and waved it. The black cloud face let out a ferocious roar and swept towards Huang Xuandao with a long black tail.
Jian Wuchen didn't move. Before long, he heard a scream. He turned his head slightly, only to find that the black cloud head had pierced through Huang Xuandao's body. His body was emitting black smoke, and he fell to the ground, motionless. Obviously, he was dead.
His sword fell to the ground. He had lost all will to fight.
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