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Chapter 179 The Black Mountain Demon Appears!

Chen Luo's sword exuded brilliance, and also intimidated the group of guys. The bald man clutched his stomach and finally lay on the ground. This kind of injury is very serious for ordinary people, and this bald man is supposed to be a monster. For some reason, it seemed particularly painful. Next, the group of trembling people told Chen Luo.

"Oops, this sword pierced Brother Hu's dantian, Brother Hu has no ability to resist."

It turned out that this sword pierced his dantian, and dantian was a particularly mysterious existence. Although Chen Luo didn't know what it was useful for, and his internal energy was scattered all over Chen Luo's body, it was not in the dantian, so Chen Luo didn't I feel that my dantian is of no use.

That group of people began to retreat, obviously they had a group of people, but facing Chen Luo, they had no intention of resisting. The interest of this group of people was exactly the same as that of ordinary people. Everyone is fierce, but when they really encounter something, they are the group of people who run the fastest.

Chen Luo didn't care about those people, but came to Brother Hu, stepped on his chest and asked, "Am I qualified to ask you now?"

"Please, don't kill me. What are you going to ask me?" At this moment, Brother Hu succumbed. The behavior of a wise man is that no one wants to die. Life is the most precious thing.

However, it seems that the Black Mountain old demon has a lot of power in the hearts of this group of people, Brother Hu hesitated and said: "Brother, it's not that I won't tell you, I really don't know where grandma is."

"So you still don't want to tell me?" Chen Luo sighed, there seemed to be disappointment and determination in that expression, and a murderous look permeated the air.

Brother Hu knew that Chen Luo must have murderous intentions, so he hurriedly shouted: "Brother, don't kill me, I really don't know where grandma is."

Chen Luo raised the broken sword and swiped at Brother Hu's neck. Finally, Brother Hu shouted loudly: "At the bottom of the pool of blood, grandma is at the bottom of the pool of blood."

The corner of Chen Luo's mouth let out a disdainful smile. Sure enough, in the face of the threat of death, there were not so many capable and righteous men who could resist, and this guy finally spoke out.

"What about Xiaoqian? Do you know where Xiaoqian is?" Chen Luo asked again.

"I really don't know this time. I told you where my grandma is. Xiaoqian belongs to grandma. No one dares to covet it. Only grandma knows." Brother Hu roared loudly.

Suddenly, Brother Hu's eyeballs kicked, and he roared out a suppressed sound, as if he wanted to shout out but couldn't, and then, Brother Hu's body began to shrivel slowly under Chen Luo's feet, and he felt alive. The eyes also gradually became dull, and Chen Luo intuitively felt that his feet were slowly collapsing until they really collapsed.

Brother Hu died and turned into a corpse, his corpse was still shriveling, a black-gray branch protruded from his corpse, and a loud sound resounded throughout the cave.

"Kill this outsider, and you can stay in the blood pool for a day."

Chen Luo could tell who the voice was, it was obviously the voice of the old woman who had only seen one side, and the so-called staying in the blood pool for a day seemed to be a very tempting thing for this group of people. This group of people gradually changed from being fearful at the beginning to becoming bloodthirsty. They looked at Chen Luo helplessly, and then suddenly shouted alone: ​​"Kill him, kill him and we can avenge Brother Hu."

Sure enough, no matter what they do, they need a high-sounding reason, and this time is the same, they are a group of people, a group of real people, with everyone's inferiority, and also have the power that no one can match, so they rushed forward up.

They didn't even have weapons, just bare-handed. The sword in Chen Luo's hand still exuded a faint brilliance. He looked at these people with disdain. Woolen cloth.

So, instead of retreating, Chen Luo advanced, and rushed towards a group of people. The only thing in the world that can't be defeated is speed. When the speed reaches a certain level, it is obvious that this group of people cannot be Chen Luo's opponent. There are only four directions in total: front, back, left, and right. , when the group of people in front of him was eliminated with a single sword, Chen Luo immediately turned his eyes to the back, another sword, and then the left and right sides, and they were all fierce moves, stabbing at their vital points.

Immediately, corpses began to lie one after another around Chen Luo's body. They clutched their necks or chests, a little unbelievable why the other party was so fast.

Some people who didn't know were still rushing towards Chen Luo, and Chen Luo didn't care. Anyway, his reaction ability was several times that of this group of people. With one sword drawn out and another sword drawn, it was nothing but physical strength. Immediately, Chen Luo's body was surrounded by corpses.

Even if a person is very powerful, as long as they are not too outrageous, as long as they feel that they can still be defeated, their interests will drive them forward, but when this person seems invincible, even though so many people only die so many people, the rest Still scared.

It's still human nature, it's very simple, they just don't want to die, if they don't want to die, they will retreat, once they retreat, then Chen Luo wins, looking at the panicked expressions of this group of people, and the exasperation of that voice.

"You bastards, I really don't know what use you are for!" The voice of the old Heishan demon appeared, just mocking those people. Of course, the fear of those people did not come from Chen Luo, even though Chen Luo looked older than Heishan The demon is much more powerful, and this group of people is Panic and the old demon of Montenegro, because the old demon of Montenegro is taking advantage of their weaknesses.

Finally, there was a bang from the pool of blood behind him, and a woman in a black leather jacket came out. After the woman got out, she looked at Chen Luo with a pair of eyes full of hatred.

"Don't you just want Xiaoqian? Xiaoqian is in my hand, do you want it?" The Montenegrin old demon raised his hand, and sure enough, there was a phantom in his hand, the phantom Trembling, she could vaguely see Xiaoqian's appearance.

"Let her go."

"Why? He is my cauldron. I can't find it easily. Why should I give it to you?"

"She's nobody's or anything, she's just her, let her go." Chen Luo's voice had already begun to suppress.

"What's the matter if I don't let her go? If you have the guts, just stab her with a sword, but I don't know if my hand will kill him directly when you stab him?" very rampant.

"Don't try to provoke me!" Chen Luo's voice was still suppressed.

As if seeing Chen Luo's helplessness, the Black Mountain old demon burst into laughter again. She laughed very arrogantly and happily. Suddenly, a sword pierced her chest, and she seemed to have forgotten it. The phantom was dealt with, but he just stared blankly at the sword on his chest.

(End of this chapter)