Chapter 209： If you cross the boundary, you will die.

"What's wrong with the hooligans?"

"We are what we are!"

"Brother Zhao is our boss, Zhao Tianba, the head of gangsters!"

The people around also laughed unkindly.

Zhao Zilang waved gently.

A group of them gathered around.

Fang Siyuan laughed and said: "Haha, brother Mu, fighting or something, I like it the most. It should have been this way, life is bloody!"

Mu Feifan glanced at him and said faintly: "Then this group of people will be handed over to you, and I will deal with the rogue leader."

What?

Fang Siyuan was still stunned, but saw the thunder surrounding Mu Feihua's behind him, quickly condensing into a pair of thunder wings.

The next second, Mu Feihua rushed out of the encirclement.

Fang Siyuan looked at Mu Feifan who was drifting away, then looked at the dozen or so people in front of him, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Fuck!"

No matter how good he is, he can't pick more than a dozen alone.

At this moment, more than a dozen people moved their wrists, looking at Fang Siyuan's eyes as if they were looking at a dead person.

Fang Siyuan suddenly resounded what he had said before.

This is too passionate.

Big Burn!

At the same time, Mu Feifan came next to Zhao Zilang.

"It's up to you?" Zhao Zilang never expected that Mu Feihua would come to challenge himself.

Don't think you are good at alchemy, but Lao Tzu is the number one in Yaowen.

The next moment, Mu Feihua no longer obscures the level, the huge aura is like a wild beast, whistling.

Depend on!

Zhao Zilang's eyes finally changed.

"Mid-term foundation construction?"

"At this age, there are not many in Binjiang City."

"You are definitely not an unknown person, who are you?"

Mu Feifan responded indifferently: "People you can't beat."

"Fart!" Zhao Zilang was furious.

He slapped the storage bag, and suddenly a long-handled weapon flew out, with a cold light glowing in the air.

Then, Zhao Zilang stretched out his hand and held it.

Mu Feifan took a closer look.

Zhao Zilang's weapon is very strange, the upper end of the long handle turned out to be a huge sickle, the whole body is bloody, it looks evil and cruel.

"Haha, do you know why I like to use a sickle?" Zhao Zilang smiled madly.

Admired the extraordinary: "Because you like to do farm work?"

Zhao Zilang felt his momentum collapsed in an instant.

"Depend on!"

"Because I like to cut your leeks!"

"It's all my stepping stones!"

Zhao Zilang looked at Mu Feifan like a prey.

The next moment, he waved his sickle, drawing half-moon-shaped blood-colored ripples, surging.

"Blood Scythe!"

Zhao Zilang shouted, full of momentum.

Mu Feihua silently sacrificed the Sea King's shield.

boom!

The blood sickle slashed heavily on it, sparks splattered everywhere.

There was no trace on the Sea King’s shield.

"You can't use this weapon." Mu Feifan commented.

A high-level magic weapon.

Zhao Zilang is very embarrassed.

The next moment, a breath of horror surrounded him.

Zhao Zilang's original haircut, under this turbulent flow, the roots are standing upright.

His eyes are gradually filled with bloodthirsty colors!

"You angered me!"

"Younger Lang is very angry, and the consequences are serious!"

Zhao Zilang's voice became a little deep and hoarse, as if the sleeping demon in his body was awakened.

The ground under his feet cracked.

The ultimate power is brewing in the body.

In the next second, Zhao Zilang held up the blood sickle, as if death had descended, and there were yin wind and angry horns nearby, as if the gate of **** had been opened.

The people who were in a group in the distance shivered unconsciously.

The air seems to be extremely cold.

"Blood kills the sky!"

Zhao Zilang shouted, then waved his blood sickle.

A huge glow of blood rushed out, with the power to destroy the dryness, dominate everything and destroy everything.

The floors along the way all fly off!

Mu Feihua was extremely calm, and slapped his storage bag.

The spear flew out like a rainbow.

For an instant, Mu Feihua held the barrel of the gun.

The gun is out like a dragon!

Shotgun!

The third level-breaking the law!

A condensed intent of the gun, gathered on the tip of the gun.

This shot, without any bells and whistles, was a simple attack.

But it is invincible with a thousand troops and horses moving forward!

cannot be resisted!

no one can stop!

Boom!

The tip of the gun pierced directly on the blood.

The blood glow was strong, but in the face of this thunderous blow, the forward trend immediately stopped, and then, collapsed!

only heard a burst of sound.

The blood glow turned into a turbulent flow of thousands of energy, slapped the world.

Zhao Zi has been stunned.

He never expected that he attacked with all his strength, but he would be resolved lightly.

The next moment, the point of the gun shot straight over.

Even people with difficult eyes can feel the horror of this gun.

The strength of the spear tip is enough to shatter everything.

The feeling of death filled Zhao Zilang's heart.

At this moment, he was really scared.

"Do not!"

Zhao Zilang closed his eyes subconsciously.

Immediately felt the strong wind blowing on his face, like a knife, violently scratching his face.

He opened his eyes, but saw the tip of the gun pointed directly at the door, emitting a sharp and cold light, and the stabbing Zhao Zilang trembled all over.

The air freezes at this moment.

Zhao Zilang didn't dare to breathe, he raised his head and looked at Mu Feifan.

"I said, I'm the one you can't beat!" Mu Feihua had no expression on his face and repeated this sentence again.

Zhao Zilang felt that his dignity was trampled on again.

was still stepped on the ground, rubbing fiercely.

"You...your uncle!" Zhao Zilang cursed very hard.

The next moment, Mu Feifan turned the spear head and stabbed him into a pump, directly hitting Zhao Zilang's arm.

"what!"

Zhao Zilang screamed and was knocked to the ground directly.

"Not convinced yet?" Mu Feifan frowned.

"Serve, take it, don't fight." Zhao Zilang was really frightened.

"Then stand up."

"I can't stand up now."

Mu Feihua:? ? ?

Zhao Zilang said cryingly: "The arm seems to be broken Fuck!

Mu Feihua was speechless.

I gave the other's arm a discount when he pumped it casually?

Are you pinched by a clay figure?

can't help but hit too much.

Thinking of the material of the spear, Mu Feifan suddenly understood.

Why!

He remembered that sentence again.

I really want to keep a low profile, but my strength does not allow it.

In the distance, Fang Siyuan had already broken out of the siege and started running wildly around the alchemy room.

But his image at the moment is extremely embarrassing.

My eyes were broken, my hair was messy, I don't know how many feet I was kicked, and my clothes were covered with shoe prints.

"Brother Mu, save me!" Fang Siyuan wailed.

A good guy can't hold up a lot of people.

He cast spells behind him as he ran.

bang bang bang!

It looks like fireworks indoors.

A group of people kept chasing: "Just **** the tortoise grandson with glasses!"

Suddenly, Mu Feihua appeared, his expression indifferent and vigorous.

A spear is in his hand, like the boundary between life and death.

Whoever crosses the boundary will die.

Those people were immediately shocked.

is surprised that no one dares to go.

At this moment, Mu Feihua stood there, as if supporting the whole world.

One man is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is in the middle of the world.

a single person, a dozen people were squeezed.

"Go on!"

"Why don't you go?"

"You go first and I will follow immediately!"

They whispered.

Suddenly, a wailing sounded on the ground: "Sister Niu, I've broken my arm, so quickly take me to the infirmary!"