"Brother yuemang."

"Come again."

Chonglou Epee straight at, smiling at Yue mang.

At the moment, Yue Mang's heart is shrouded in fear.

He didn't dare to fight against the tower.

Yue Mang's body trembled with fear.

He was afraid.

I'm really scared.

The inner fear makes Yue mang afraid to start.

"You."

"What kind of magic did you use?"

"Why is my Xuanli disappearing?"

Yue mang said with a face of fear.

"Witchcraft?"

"Ha ha, do you feel it at last?"

"The first time you do it."

"You didn't find that your Xuanli consumption is much more than usual?"

Chonglou said with an unexpected smile.

When Chonglou said this, yuemang was even more frightened.

"It seems that you really don't feel it."

"Oh."

"I remember."

"Just now, you were calling me garbage."

"Scolding me is a mole ant."

"You seem to be able to solve me and kill me at will."

"And yelling to take my woman."

"But you didn't notice what happened to you."

"It's kind of funny."

Chonglou sneers at yuemang.

At this moment, Yue mang regret want to die heart have.

Just now, he was really a mockery of all kinds.

But looking back now, he realized just now how hard he hit face.

It's not just a face fight, it's a life and death duel.

Yuemang can feel it.

Chonglou is going to kill him.

At the fingertips of Paris, the light of Yuanwen Lingyin suddenly appears.

At the foot of the tower.

The light of Yuanwen Lingyin spreads rapidly.

Just in an instant, the whole stage of life and death is shrouded by the light of Yuanwen Lingyin.

Yuemang is naturally in the light of Yuanwen Lingyin.

Looking at the huge array aura.

Yue Mang's heart is full of fear.

"Chonglou."

"I give up. I lose."

"Give me a break, I can give you some benefits."

Yue mang is afraid in the heart, opening mouth to beg for mercy to say to the heavy building.

"Give up?"

"Did I hear you right?"

"Life and death duel, and admit defeat?"

Chonglou said with a playful smile.

"Chonglou, I've lost. What else do you want?"

"I said it would be good for you. Can't you let me go?"

Yue mang said angrily.

"Please forgive me for being so arrogant."

"Did you lose or did I?"

"Ask for mercy, is there anyone you ask for?"

Chonglou asked in a cold voice.

"Chonglou, what do you mean?"

"What do you want?"

Yue mang heard the words of Chonglou, and called again angrily.

In his heart, after all, he has a proud heart.

Even if you really know that it's not as good as Chonglou, it's not as good as Chonglou.

But he was still not reconciled.

"What do I want?"

"What you want is yourself."

"You're going to propose a life and death duel with me."

"Now I'm afraid of death and want to give up and beg for mercy."

"That's your problem."

"And even if you have to give up and beg for mercy."

"Your arrogant attitude?"

"Like begging for mercy?"

"You should kneel down to beg for mercy."

The heavy building has a cold voice.

"You garbage want me to kneel down?"

"You're dreaming."

Yue mang was furious.

He is not as good as Chonglou, now he lost to Chonglou.

But for Yue Mang, he lost to Chonglou, not because of Chonglou at all.

Instead, he felt that he had lost to Chonglou and got the divine chance.

In yuemang's eyes, Chonglou is still rubbish.

I don't deserve to ask him.

Chonglou asked him to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Yuemang that arrogant heart, how would you like to?