Chapter 230

A broken sword is broken.

But can break mountains and rivers, human life!

In the same way, it can also break all the threats in front of us!

In the complex eyes of the people, Wang Xu's face is calm, step by step facing the multi headed seven armed monster produced by the gathering of Yinsha.

"What on earth does he want to do?"

Regardless of Wang Xu's madness, master Mao and Ma Jiaojiao finally responded. They ran to the back in a panic almost regardless of their order. They wanted to stay away from Wang Xu as far as possible.

At this time, the closer to Wang Xu, the closer to that terrible monster!

"Ma pangzi, do you think brother Xu will be the opponent of that monster?" Liu Yuqi's nervous little hands are intertwined with each other. Her bones are white and her face is full of worry.

Wang Xu is invincible in her heart, but the monster is not only disgusting and terrifying, but also can ignore the sword and gun. Even the master Mao is helpless and almost killed alive.

"This... Prince Wang should not lose." At this time, Ma Sanmo's tone was not as proud as before when he faced other people.

After all, before that, no matter Li family's martial arts or Ma Jiaojiao and others behind, they were still human beings. Prince Wang's method was to communicate with God, so it must be like abusing chickens.

But now, this strange thing in front of him is like a monster coming out of a myth, which is beyond the imagination of his ordinary head.

That master Mao was so arrogant and arrogant in front of them. In front of this monster, he was still beaten to shit and had no fighting power at all. This, discerning people can see, the monster has not erupted all the strength.

At this time, master Mao was running away.

He was about to run out of oil, and the lamp was running out. All over his body, he was scratched by the sharp edges of soil and rocks. It was made by seven long-distance "shells" thrown from the monster's seven hands.

I don't know why, this monster is just like shit in his head. He completely ignores Wang Xu who is walking towards it step by step, and recognizes him just like a absent-minded person.

Even now, the monster has approached the distance of less than four or five meters behind master Mao. It is clear that as long as a speed burst, it can easily catch up with master Mao. However, the monster is like a cat playing with a mouse. On the head of the monster's chest, a pair of bloody eyes, with a trace of anger, stare at master Mao jokingly.

"Damn it! Don't you see the little boy next to you? " Master Mao was so angry that he cursed wildly in his heart.

"Touch!"

All of a sudden, master Mao faltered under his feet and fell to the ground mixed by a raised rock on the ground. His body was covered with scars and he fell there in a miserable way.

He turned his head, swept seven arms and raised them high. His bloody eyes were full of sarcasm. It seemed that he had lost interest in playing and wanted to kill his monster directly.

Master Mao gave a big laugh!

I don't know how many rich people he has cheated for decades. No, it's not cheating. Instead, he has played with the common people in his eyes and made a lot of money that ordinary people can't imagine. As a result, he hasn't enjoyed his extravagance and will die here today.

He never even thought that he would be planted in such a small place as Huaxia River and sea!

"Fuck, son of a bitch, now that you're out, no matter whether you can kill this thing or not, you'd better hurry up to do it!"

The corner of his eye was not far away, and Wang Xu was still walking slowly. Master Mao's heart suddenly raised a strong anger.

At the thought of Wang Xu's disdain for him outside the coffin door, which meant that he didn't dare to come in, master Mao felt even more hatred and deep regret.

If only he didn't come in at that time. Now think about it, this little boy was deliberately provoking him. How could he be blinded by anger?

What's more, he didn't record this damned thing about the secret place in the news he learned from the school?

What's more, isn't it recorded in the school's ancient books that there are all kinds of natural resources and local treasures here? How to come in, only a piece of fog, and bare rocks?

At this time, master Mao was so regretful!

But the next moment, not far away from the monster waving in the air seven arms, has suddenly swung up, for a moment, the air is full of gray spray "shells", it is a human self-propelled Gatling.

These fogs are the Yin evil spirit condensed to the extreme. They are not only the unique energy in this space, but also the unique attack means of this monster. They are as powerful as bullets, and the cold air contained in them is that mortals are frozen to death when they encounter them!

Master Mao is a master of art, not a warrior. His art has not entered the realm of Tao, and his spirit can't feed back his body. He is just the body of an ordinary person. He falls to the ground again. Once the monster gets serious, how can he escape?

In an instant, master Mao only felt that his body was permeated by several cold air masses, and an extreme cold seemed to freeze his soul to pieces. The next second, he fell directly into the deepest darkness.

"Master Mao!"

On the other side, Ma Jiaojiao immediately uttered a scream of horror.

If she dares to enter this strange place, her only dependence is master Mao. At this time, master Mao died miserably. What should she do alone?

Is it difficult to

To ask her nephew for help?!

You know, before that, she still stood high in public and severely reprimanded Ma Sanmo. At this time, how could she be shameful?

wait!

Or, you can directly ask the young master who ma Sanmo relies on

Ma Jiaojiao struggles in her heart and suddenly looks up at Wang Xu, who is walking step by step towards the evil monster.

"Since he dares to stand up at this time, he should have his self-confidence and dependence... But master Mao is dead, and he is so young... Isn't he really here to die?" Ma Jiaojiao struggles in her heart.

At this time, Wang Xu had approached Yinsha monster, only three or four meters away, with the monster's huge height, even directly bent down to hit him.

Seems to feel something, Yin evil monster a pair of bloody eyes also staring at Wang Xu, there is a dangerous light inside.

Wang Xu looks up at this ferocious monster. He doesn't know how many human corpses are fused together. He is more than three meters tall. Standing in front of each other, he only reaches the top half of each other's knees, just like the worst height difference between human and giant.

"It's a collection of yin and evil spirits. The body is like a zombie. It's invulnerable, and there's a little spirit left. It's not just a beast that can only act according to instinct."

"Because he was born from Yin Sha, he could gather the power of Yin Sha around him and form a powerful attack. Although the form was too simple and crude, his power was not weak at all. Master Mao was just like a chicken and duck, and he was crushed to death at random."

"If you give this thing enough time to stay in this place, it's not impossible for it to grow into a real zombie. It's as smart as a person and has all kinds of uncanny abilities. It's hard to recognize it when it's mixed into the crowd."

"It's a pity that you have what Sun Yan wants, but you also have what I want in your body!"

Wang Xu shook his head and sighed.

The next moment, he gently moves in the void around him.

In a flash, a bright white sword light burst out from the void. Between the light and shadow, a broken sword half cut off from the sword body appeared.