Chapter 500

I didn't expect the battle to end so soon. He said this sentence with endless ridicule. He was the lamb to be slaughtered. However, these moves hit the three of him like this.

Well, that's it. He didn't want to entangle with you. He raised his right hand. On it, the hurricane in phase II of yin and Yang became more and more intense. In the hall of the God of war, he has learned how to materialize Yin and Yang.

Then in this case, he can kill all three of them in turn in the air, because they can't make a very sensitive counterattack or dodge in the air.

They fabricated a cloud like that, which just means that they have no way, very sensitive response. The circle around him, the boundary made of people's souls, began to disperse slowly because of the failure of the three people. The hotel with overcast wind was slowly warmed up.

Other guests living in the hotel only think that the weather around the hotel seems to be changing constantly and have a richer imagination. They also think that there is a supernatural story. They just felt that the atmosphere around them began to become a little gloomy, which frightened them. But I can't tell why.

"Damn it, I made our own hotel look like this. I will find you to take back what I lost." Wang Zheng scolded and threw out the weapon formed by the gasification of yin and Yang.

It is a weapon with individual wisdom. It will follow the whereabouts of the three people like a tracking missile. Know that the fate of all three of them is over here, brush!

The weapon flew out and everything was quiet. Wang Zheng stood behind the fog and carefully observed the front. He still didn't end his control of the surrounding war situation. After such a long battle, he has learned to form a smart habit.

When is it your turn to kill others unilaterally? Of course, every time you fight recklessly, it's a person, like a ghost no one cares. When he was the most powerful and dignified, there was no one standing next to him. The anchor can also be, and so can Fang Rong.

He thought so sadly. There was silence around. The hotel may have been a little riot because of the sudden change of the surrounding weather. In addition, he didn't hear any untimely sound. The wind and rain mixed together, and everything was so suitable.

Until she heard the discordant sound of driving the cloud, it is reasonable to say that something as clear as the cloud should not have a sound, but the group may be because the speed is too high. It's a little reckless to do things that should be gentle and elegant.

The discordant, misty voice broke the moment when he was complacent alone. Damn it, who the hell is it?

It's unforgivable to break the cold atmosphere in his height. The clouds dispersed, revealing eight figures wearing masks. Subconsciously, he knew that these people were with the three fools. However, it is obvious that the strength is different by more than one level. It's all on the side of the king of hell. What did he subconsciously think of.

Each of them was wearing a black windbreaker. There was a big black hat on the windbreaker, and everyone's face was hidden in the huge hood. They stood in line in the air.

Wang Zheng vaguely felt that he was a little cold behind. This breath was too familiar. It was like the feeling of the moment when he was just invaded into his soul by the abnormal man. He didn't need to think that he knew that the faces in these hats had ferocious faces one after another.

Vaguely, he would feel a scarlet flame spread around these people, the fire of hell, just like the flame around the weapon he had just used as a weapon.

The cold feeling on the back is like a person with a plague. He is greasy and refuses to leave. "What a disgusting guy," he scolded in a low voice.

Because the other party's actions are so neat and uniform, he still doubts whether they have their independent personality. Is it just a simple phantom of the dead?

The situation is a little tricky. Just now, when dealing with three people, he looked light on the surface, but in fact he had made eight or nine points of strength. Otherwise, the situation can't be so fast and completely in your own hands.

Eight black figures stopped at the window of his hotel. Because it's raining today, there is still a light mist around them.

In any case, there is a feeling of solitude, like a lonely soul waiting for thousands of years. Squatting in the depths of hell, silently telling stories you don't understand.

"It seems that a lot of people have come to visit me tonight, but why don't each of you go through the front door? Such rude behavior is really not very popular." Wang Zhengshan stepped on the edge of the window.

Condescending to the eight shadows in front, he said that after playing with the eight shadows, he didn't seem to have any reaction. He just stood calmly in front of him. Nine people stood in cold confrontation across the air, and no one would speak in advance.

A few seconds later, the three fools came out from behind the eight shadows. They didn't see that some rescuers were invited, and their momentum rose. "Those who are sensible admit defeat early. We just want to take revenge and pay for our lives with our lives."

"Oh? Really?" Wang Zheng smiled.

He moved the table from his hand. The red wine was still on the table. The liquid on it didn't shake at all. It was like watching the sunrise on the balcony. He sat lazily on the couch with a glass of red wine.

The wind blowing in from the broken window made his windbreaker sound, and the man looked full of charm.

"Money is fun." Wang Zheng thought so in his heart.

"It seems that the eight people in front of you don't talk much, so you three can answer for them. Where do they come from and what's their purpose?"

"I tell you, don't be clever. Those who know each other should surrender quickly!"

The three guys who had lost the battle still pretended to be powerful and shouted at him, but they ignored it. Now it was themselves who were drenched like drowned chickens in the rain.

Wang Zheng ignored him and then drank himself. The eight shadows didn't seem to say that they were controlled by the three of them, and they still stood cold in the air.

Wang Zheng went to the edge of the balcony with his glass and drank the remaining red wine. The next second, he made a direct force and threw the whole cup at the eight people, which also increased his strength.