Chapter 2003
Boshen!
When I heard this name, whether it was the old man, the young girl, or the white clothed youth, all expressions changed transiently.
"Senior, are you... the strongman under Master Youtu, Master Shenbo, Battle Madman!"
The figure of the white clothed youth trembled. Within a few days, he had already remembered the name of the insect race powerhouse through the Internet.
This fierce person, he naturally knew that the famous Battle Madman in the insect race against the same level Martial Artist never failed.
Furthermore, what is even more terrifying is that he has even leapfrogged against Martial Artist of Star Desolation Eighth Duan, and he also won the same victory.
No wonder...
At that moment, the white clothed youth almost instantly concluded in the heart that it was Master Porthen who saved him.
Otherwise, there is absolutely impossible powerhouse here, and the forcibly divided into two with just one move.
At this moment, the white clothed youth didn't forget to turn his head and glance at the two old men beside him, and his expression of complacency made no secret of it.
However, the old man and the young girl sighed, helplessly shook the head, and their hearts sank even more.
They have already seen that the group of insect race Boshen is clearly chasing the poisonous hexapod.
However, the six-claw poisonous mang was definitely not beheaded by them personally. This was obviously an imposter.
However, this is more than that, I saw Boshen's eyes turn, he stared at the direction of War God Yang Jian, and a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Boy, We chased the poisonous hexapod mang, and we shot it to kill it, but you said it was killed?"
"But it's really damn it, you go and give me the corpse of the poisonous hexapod mang now Bring it here, I won't care about you."
Hearing these ridiculous words, War God Yang Jian remains unmoved!
bang!
At this moment, the atmosphere on both sides was instantly suppressed.
Boshen and the group of powerhouses next to him, with a pair of eyes, staring at War God Yang Jian, the corners of their mouths are full of banter.
Obviously, they have always been rampant, and this time they have eaten War God Yang Jian.
The complexion of the old man and the young girl on the side is getting harder and harder to look.
They didn't expect that Porthen and the others would be so shameless, not only inexplicably inviting credit, but arrogantly instructing Mr. Yang Jian to come.
Not only Poshen and the others, but at this moment, the white clothed youth is also staring straight at War God Yang Jian, with a deep delight in the corners of his mouth:
"Boy , Did you see it? Now that the Lord is coming, you quickly obediently get the six-clawed poisonous corpse over, Master Porthen is still waiting."
"Otherwise, you will be true It's terrible!"
The gaze of the white clothed youth is full of contempt and disdain of one after another.
And seeing this scene, War God Yang Jian smiled, the smile was so cruel and bloody.
"Are you sure you want me to pick up the corpse of the six-clawed poisonous man?"
"Of course!"
Boshen group of people, all sneered Repeatedly, obviously simply didn't pay attention to War God Yang Jian.
"Okay, very good!"
At this moment, War God Yang Jian's words made him stunned.
Agree?
Obviously, everyone did not expect that it would be done so easily. At the moment, Boshen and the others laughed out loud.
It’s just that, at this moment, War God Yang Jian’s next sentence made their smiles instantly stiff:
"You can use the six-clawed corpses. The life is exchanged!"
Pick up the corpse and exchange it with your life? When the words of War God Yang Jian sounded, the smirk at the corners of Poshen and the others' lips instantly stiffened.
Quiet!
At this moment, the atmosphere of this place was instantly suppressed to the extreme, one after another monstrous gloomy aura, permeated from the body of Boshen and the others.
One by one, they stared at War God Yang Jian, and their murderous intent was unabashedly revealed.
The second one!
These are the two people he has seen over the years who dared to speak such arrogant words in front of their insect race.
And the first one is Ning Tianlin who made them hate their insect race!
At this moment, Boshen and the others have ferocious eyes, and Yang Jian's gaze looked towards War God, as if looking at a dead person.
I have been watching the white clothed youth of War God Yang Jian, who is extremely unpleasant. He is almost overwhelmed by the "courage" of the other party.
Arrogant, he has never seen such an arrogant person, dare to say such big things in front of the insect race powerhouse.
"Boy, you dare to talk to Master Borson like this. I think you are tired of being crooked."
White clothed youth looks at War God Yang Jian, as if looking at one Like a dying idiot, in his opinion, daring to offend a fierce person like Boshen is no different from courting death!
Not only him, but even the old man and young girl next to him, they think that War God Yang Jian is too impulsive.
shua shua shua!
At this moment, Boshen and the others, one by one, the cold glow flashes on the sharp claw, and one after another majestic murderous intention locks the War God Yang Jian.
They walked step by step in the direction of War God Yang Jian, obviously intending to besiege him here.
In this scene, the old man turned pale in fright, and quickly pleaded:
"Master Boshen, Mr. Yang Jian is the first time he is in the universe. I don’t know the depth. Please look at the old man. For the sake of face, let him go."
Not only the old man, but also the young girl next to him, all quickly interceded:
"Qing'er also asked Master Boshen to forgive Yang Jian big Brother!"
Huh?
This one after another pleading voice made Portson’s brows raised, and a smirk appeared at the corners of his mouth:
"Want me to forgive him?"
"That's okay. You can let me go, and then let him kneel down and kowtow. No more, just a hundred!"
"Otherwise, he will die!"
Boshen's smile was greedy, apparently completely angered by War God Yang Jian, and at the same time he became greedy for the girl's appearance.
Humiliated, let War God Yang Jian kneel and kowtow, harboring malicious intentions, let the girl follow him!
This sentence made the old man face ashamed, and it made Qing'er tremble all over, no longer daring to speak too much.
Only, War God Yang Jian smiled lightly, shook the head:
"You said it is still too light!"
What?
Everyone obviously didn’t understand what War God Yang Jian meant, but then, War God Yang Jian stared at Boshen and the others, gloomily said:
"I said, Knocking a hundred heads is really light!"
"Now, even if you kneel and slap your heads and slap yourself, it's no use begging me, you still have to die."
bang!
Arrogant, arrogant!
No one thought that at this step, War God Yang Jian dared to be so rampant, and completely ignored the insect race powerhouse.
And the head of Boshen, his face is gloomy at the moment, and it is about to congeal:
"Okay, very good!"
"It's an act recklessly Things, it seems that you are desperate to die, then I will satisfy you!"
After saying this, he waved his hand at the guard next to him:
"Give it to me, kill him!"
Fell with bloodthirsty words.
shua shua shua!
Murderous intention splashed insect race guards, all moving all together, almost instantly, looking towards the direction of War God Yang Jian, killing them.
"Boy, you go to hell!"
Sixteen insect race guards, plus a Star Desolate 7th-stage Boshen, this lineup is terrifying.
bang bang bang!
The fierce offensive in their hands, as if one after another hurricane swept through, facing the War God Yang Jian, and the violent power caused space distortion here.
The young girl guarded by the old man, as well as the white clothed youth on the side, were almost shocked by this violent imposing manner, and they retreated.
Shocked!
It's over!
The pretty face of the young girl Qinger is as white as paper!
A Boshen can leapfrog and fight, plus 16 insect race guards, War God Yang Jian this time, bode ill rather than well!
For an instant, the faces of the young girl and the old man were as ugly as dead gray, while the white clothed youth was full of grinning smiles:
"Crazy, make you crazy , Now I know I regret it!"
"Boy, arrogance needs capital, but who in this universe is Ning Tianlin that pervert, dare to be so mad!"
" Blame you for overestimate one's capabilities, and have to bring about one's own destruction!"
At this moment, the white clothed youth seems to have seen that War God Yang Jian was bombarded under the siege of the insect race It's a scene of meat sauce, his face is full of sorrow.
However, at this moment.
shua shua shua!
One after another cold glow flashed by, and the smirk from the corner of the white clothed youth's mouth was completely frozen.
He suddenly saw that the figure of War God Yang Jian disappeared in a flash, and the violent offensive of Boshen and the sixteen insect race guards came to an abrupt end!
They raised high Iron Fist one by one, froze in the void, as if frozen by time.
"This..."
"What's the matter?"
Not only the white clothed man, but also the old man and the girl I was stunned for an instant, and couldn't believe the scene in front of me.
Tick!
Tick!
Tick!
At this moment, a drop of scarlet blood dripped from Boshen's scalp, and his eyes were filled with a thick stunned and unbelievable, astonished to the extreme.
"It's not...impossible!"
As the trembling words fell, pu chi screamed, a blood line visible from naked eye, and Boshen’s scalp Strike down.
The scarlet blood flowed down his forehead, nose, chin, and then, neck, chest, abdomen...
Sneez!
Boshen’s entire tough and rough fleshy body, from the center of his forehead to the position of his belly, was divided into two.
hua!
This brutal scene shocked the three elderly people.
Dead!
A fierce general under Master Youtu, the Battle Madman Poshen, who has never failed, was cut in half by a palm!
This...how is it possible!
For an instant, the three old men felt as if they were dreaming, and couldn't believe it was true.
However, this is only the beginning. At this moment, the atmosphere of murder here is almost suffocating.
Chuck!
Chuck!
Chuck!
...
one after another The sound of tearing flesh, one after another, resounded endlessly.
In the horrified gazes of the three old men, the 16 race guards behind Boshen, in the center of their faces, all showed an underline of blood.
A powerful fleshy body, at this moment, is like a fragile cardboard, being split into two halves one by one.
It seems to be a long time, but in fact, from War God Yang Jian's shot to the present, it is only between the light of calcium carbide.
A total of seventeen insect race corpses were divided into thirty-four parts, suspended in the void, and the extremely rich blood-reeking qi permeated.
Blood, violent, clean and neat, as if this is not a massacre, but a random performance.
As the thick blood mist dissipated, the three old men saw that a silhouette wearing a shirt slowly emerged.
It is War God Yang Jian, his white palms are clean and somewhat terrifying, without a drop of scarlet blood stains.
On the side, the fleshy body of the insect race and the others split in half, still dripping blood, proves that all of this is from his handwriting.
One breath and one breath, and between turning hands, kill the insect race powerhouse, a total of 17 people!
Confused!
At this moment, the old man, the young girl, and the white clothed youth all felt their heads roar, almost blank.
This... how come? !
Until now, the three old men are still in a dream, and there is no real came back to his senses.
At this moment, War God Yang Jian moved again.
The three elders saw that as Portson and the others were split apart, there were flesh and blood floating in the void.
War God Yang Jian waved his big hand, and in the blink of an eye, all the piles of flesh and blood shattered into a touch of powder, drifting in the wind.
It's as if Portson and the others have been here in the future, without a trace.
Goo du!
Goo du! ...
Seeing this scene, some old men came back to his senses, one after the other Fiercely swallowed a spit,
really strong! So ruthless!
They have never seen War God Yang Jian, this kind of super fierce person from the massacre to the destruction of the corpse.
This is no longer a question of battle strength, but War God Yang Jian's attitude of disregarding life, not breaking out of the sea of blood, impossible to have such a state of mind.
Tick!
At this moment, especially the white clothed youth, ticking cold sweat is flowing down his forehead.
This time, he was really willing to believe that the previous action to kill the powerhouse that was poisonous and poisonous was definitely War God Yang Jian.
It’s just that, War God Yang Jian didn’t even look at him, but laughed at both the old man and the young girl:
"The two are kind-hearted people, and goodness is rewarded. , I should leave too."
As the faint words fell, War God Yang Jian opened the space, his body sprinted, and flashed in the direction of the insect race.
Huh!
Avoided a catastrophe's white clothed youth, he took a long sigh of relief.
"He didn't die, he didn't kill me."
He didn't expect that he just added bad words many times to slander the life saving benefactor of War God Yang Jian, but the other party didn't kill me. Die yourself.
"Fortunately, it is more than Death Tribulation. I'm so lucky."
The white clothed youth with a face of ecstasy could not help but wipe it with his sleeve robe, the forehead oozing out Silky cold sweat.
However, at this moment.
He was surprised to find that the Master and Junior Sister stared at him all the time, with a shocked expression.
"Why...what's wrong? Do I have any problems?"
The heart of the white clothed youth suddenly appeared bad, and followed their gazes. Look, his face suddenly changed with fright.
oh la la!
A trace of weird energy began to spread on his body, the trend intensified, and his skin was eroded in the blink of an eye.
"no!"
The white clothed man was horrified, and immediately circulated the essence of his body crazily, trying to control the momentum of erosion.
However, that trace of weird energy is like a bone-chewing maggot, no matter how he resists it, it has no effect at all.
Zira!
His skin ulcerated, and then, his fleshy body turned into blood, and finally even the skeleton of his body began to shatter.
Only the last breath of white clothed youth, mournful scream:
"Ahhh!"
Until the end, with regret and resentment one after another The screaming and screaming became smaller and smaller, and the white clothed man was killed on the spot, in a miserable state of death!