Chapter 427

Teach them a lesson for others, and kill them directly.

Around the martial arts heart can not help but rise a cool, at the same time, mixed with anger, glare at the Hero stage of the robe of blood figure. "What an arrogant skull abyss! Ten years ago, the first World War did not wipe out all these evil sects and demons. Now, do they dare to come out and bully them? "

"Be careful. If the skull abyss dares to appear at the hero's meeting, he must be prepared." Angry eyes, also wiped a moment of dignified.

"I can't believe that the seven yuan evil gate, which has been silent for ten years, has come out again. I'm afraid In the world of martial arts, there will be a bloody storm again. "

Everyone's eyes are focused on the Hero stage.

Deng Buyuan's eyes were full of anger.

Today, he was humiliated by Luo Feng, and there was no place to vent his anger. Now he ran out of a skeleton abyss to challenge him. He even killed the disciples of the Xingyi sect with a laugh and talk, and then he was shameless in front of himself.

"The skull abyss, it seems, is not willing to be silent." Deng Buyuan's eyes flashed with cold light.

Of the 13 men in blood, the leader was a woman.

Both eyebrows were painted in red, and Wen Yan laughed. The orchid finger pointed at Deng Buyuan and giggled, "if I say that the skeleton abyss is just to take advantage of this hero's meeting to announce their return, how about you and me?"

"Take your life as a memorial to the spirit of my Xingyi disciples in heaven." Deng Buyuan roared directly, and his figure rushed out like a streamer. He took the bloody woman in front of him.

Whew!

Roar!

One shot is the snake leopard double shape, go all out.

In front of them, Deng Buyuan felt extremely dangerous. He had to do his best.

In front of all the heroes in the world, xingyimen has been planted once, and can never appear again.

The fight is up.

However, the face of the bloody woman in front of her showed a strange smile in an instant. The twelve people behind her waved their sleeves at the same time. In an instant, a faint pink mist rose on the Hero stage. In the pink mist, there was a kind of evil skeleton pattern.

"Pink skeleton!"

Seeing this scene, Fu Jingheng suddenly blurted out his pupils, and his eyes suddenly shook.

At that moment, Deng Buyuan's face changed greatly.

Red and pink skeletons represent a kind of poison and even more represent The identity of a man who once dominated the world of martial arts.

"Red pink thirteen demons!" Deng Buyuan's face was startled and exclaimed, and his face changed rapidly. Ten years ago, in that catastrophe, countless warriors died in the red and pink thirteen evil hands in the skeleton abyss.

The name of the thirteen red and pink demons is like a demon lurking in the heart of many warriors.

Many people's faces are Shua Shua to change, have drawn out the air conditioning.

When the poison of the red pink skeleton attacked, Deng Buyuan subconsciously raised his palm and held his breath at the same time. The snake fist was suddenly struck by lightning and rushed to the bloody woman.

The bloody woman grinned grimly and waved her hand. At the same time, the palm wind was raised, and she was facing Deng Buyuan.

Peng!

In a flash, Deng Buyuan's body was directly hit and flew out, and fell heavily on the hero platform.

The soldiers around were shocked.

His eyes were staring at the red and pink thirteen demons in horror.

At that time, the powerful devil appeared here.

"Don't worry, it's not the red and pink thirteen demons." At this time, a figure flashed onto the hero platform, Xiaoyao faction, Fu Jingheng.

Deng Buyuan was defeated by one move, and his opponent was the skeleton abyss. Fu Jingheng, as an elder of the five sects, naturally could not stand idly by.

Fu Jingheng looked at the 13 bloody men in front of him. Finally, he fixed his eyes on the woman who was the leader, and immediately spoke in a slow voice, "the red and pink thirteen demons in those years joined hands, and their power was infinite, comparable to that of the eight cauldrons. However, in the final battle of that year, the red and pink thirteen demons were defeated by one of the top strongmen of the Xiaoyao sect. Almost all of the thirteen demons fell down, and most of them survived, I'm afraid, only became disabled people. Now it seems that there is still a fish missing the net. " Fu Jingheng's eyes, staring at the head of the bloody woman, "Yin Wuniang, what I said is not wrong."

Hearing this, the bloody woman's eyes suddenly burst out a torrent of hatred, "Fu Jingheng, old man Gu Ming killed my thirteen red and pink demons in those years. This account will be counted on you today, and This lovely second princess of Xiaoyao school Yin Wuniang, a bloody woman, laughed coldly and looked at the little Lori under the stage like electricity.

Little Lori turned pale and subconsciously stepped back. At this time, a figure came up and patted her on the shoulder.

Little Lori turned her face and looked at it. Pangton's face showed a smile. "Crazy brother, she scared me."

"It's OK. She dares to move you. Crazy brother beat her Yadi." Luo Feng smiles.Little lauryton giggled.

On the stage of the hero, Fu Jingheng glanced at Yan Wuniang coldly, "my master used to kill you the red and pink thirteen demons. Then, today, I can also destroy you, the so-called red and pink thirteen demons who put together everything together to make a new comeback."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Wuniang's eyes were full of killing intention.

"It turns out that you are still a disciple of old Gu Ming. Just in time, I'm going to take your head and offer a sacrifice to the spirit of my thirteen red and pink demons. " Yin Wuniang's arm waved, and in an instant, the other 12 people flashed out, surrounded Fu Jingheng directly, and the killing opportunities of her eyes surged. "The thirteen red powder demons are no longer the red powder thirteen demons of that time, but it's no surprise that they want to destroy only a disciple of Gu Ming. Do it

Yan Wuniang's sleeve shook suddenly, accompanied by a burst of red and pink skeleton poison, and in an instant, the red fog covered the hero platform again.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

Twelve of them took out a dagger almost at the same time.

The dagger is sharp, flashing purple cold light, smeared with poison, enough to block the throat.

Kick! Kick!

Fu Jingheng didn't have any slightest contempt. He stepped back two steps gently. His eyes were warily staring at Yin Wuniang in front of him and listening to all directions at the same time.

Although Yan Wuniang was the only one left in the red and pink thirteen demons, after ten years of lurking, no one knows that the strength of the skeleton abyss has recovered by several percent, and the red powder thirteen demons in front of us have the power of nearly ten percent of that year's red powder thirteen demons Fu Jingheng doesn't know, he can only do his best.

"Kill him."

Twelve figures, with the poisonous fog of red and pink skeletons as a barrier, flashed forward. The blood clothes seemed to blend into the fog, which was hard to identify. The purple red dagger, with the cold light of blood, broke through the air and cut Fu Jingheng.

The killing opportunity cuts through the sky, which makes the hearts of all the warriors on the scene tremble.

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