Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 395 Is it you?sorry
The ultimate anger is the cold killing intent, and the whole world seems to be frozen by this blunt ice.

"Hehe, it's just a dying struggle! Uncle Liang, teach this kid a lesson before he dies!" Looking up at Wang Mu, feeling the coldness, Gongsun Yan gritted his teeth triumphantly.

He can conclude that only those who have gone mad will suddenly become golden immortals, and Qie still has this terrifying appearance.

"Yes." Uncle Liang replied softly, and looked up at Wang Mu who was high in the sky, a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes, and the next second, he rushed straight up.

But Wang Mu, in his chaotic consciousness at this moment, there is only one concept left, except for those six women, everyone else will be killed.

That kind of inexplicable hatred, it seems that everyone in this world has been contaminated with his most beloved holy thing.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind in the frozen void, and the streamer of Uncle Liang's avatar blinked in front of Wang Mu.

"Boom!"

When the distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, Wang Mu, whose eyes were all black, suddenly stretched out his right hand, his body teleported, and collided with the streamer.

Amidst the deafening explosion, a wave of spiritual power appeared in the sky, mixed with thick black air, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

In the suddenly dark field of vision, a stream of steaming black air descended from the sky and hit the ground directly.

"Crack!"

With the sound of falling meteors, the earth exploded, revealing a huge pit.

The dust was flying, blocking the line of sight.

Everyone's eyes widened, including that Gongsun Yan, who felt something was wrong.Uncle Liang rushed upwards. If he surpassed Wang Mu in strength, he should have knocked Wang Mu into the air, but now he fell down like a meteor!
With trembling eyes, Gongsun Yan waved his hands impatiently, the dust in front of his eyes was blown away immediately, and his vision became clear again.

"Hiss..." the voices of people gasped.

"Dengdeng." Gongsun Yan staggered and took two steps back involuntarily.

Then, everyone present was once again stunned by the sight in front of them.

Even the six Huanmao sisters opened their mouths wide open, and their beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, as if seeing a hero who saved the world.

"This is too handsome!" The second sister exclaimed.

The rest of the women also nodded in agreement.

A regular hemispherical pothole appeared in the circle surrounded by the crowd. It really looked like a meteorite impact. The pit was surrounded by broken cracks, which spread hundreds of meters away.

In the center of the hole, Wang Mu was pinching Uncle Liang's neck with one hand, and pinned Uncle Liang to the ground. The powerful force made Uncle Liang appear on the ground under him, and he was trapped in it.

What was even more frightening was that Uncle Liang's choked neck was already frozen in color, as if frozen, exactly the same as Wang Mu's palm.

Staring at his eyes, Uncle Liang was completely stunned. He was also a Golden Immortal, but he couldn't show any strength to resist at the moment. Wang Mu's pair of completely black eyeballs were like black holes in the universe, seeming to hide endless power. The neck touched by his hand was feeling extremely cold, and it felt like his entire soul was frozen.

He couldn't move, he couldn't even speak, he could only look at Wang Mu with the most fearful eyes, the trembling eyes were about to shatter.

"The generation of ants dare to fight for the front. Extinct." Wang Mu Bingyou's lips clearly did not move, but there was a slightly hoarse, cold and stiff voice, and then he clenched his other hand and raised it, towards Uncle Liang's head crashed down.

"Crunch...Boom!"

The fist hadn't landed yet, but the cold wind had penetrated Uncle Liang's body. When the fist touched Uncle Liang, Uncle Liang had turned into a green ice sculpture, and then exploded under the tremendous force of the fist. Shattered, turned into ashes.

The pothole was bigger, and a large cloud of sand and dust was stirred up, and there were various dark green light spots in the sand and dust.

"Shua la la!"

Everyone stumbled backwards, about to be scared out of their wits.

Gongsun Yan was also stunned, and only now did he suddenly realize that Wang Mu didn't seem to be insane, it seemed that this young man originally had such a terrifying appearance, and the handsomeness he had heard before was just a disguise.

Huanmao also saw something was wrong, the Wang Mu at this moment was completely different from the Wang Mu he knew, but there seemed to be some kind of connection faintly.

"call……"

The swirling sand and dust swayed, and Wang Mu's figure appeared in it. Bingyou's figure, shrouded in a cloud of black air and colorful brilliance, was dressed in black and red armor, and floated eeriely towards Gongsun Yan.

"Don't, don't come here! Destroy your dantian immediately, or the old man..."

Gongsun Yan panicked, screamed tremblingly, and was about to rush towards the phantom cat.

"boom!"

A sound boom came, and Wang Mu disappeared in place, leaving only a cloud of black air and colorful mist floating around.

Gongsun Yan's voice stopped abruptly, and the person appeared tens of meters behind the phantom cat.

Wang Mu was standing in front of him, pinching his neck with his right hand, as if pinching a mouse, and easily lifted Gongsun Yan into the air.

Therefore, Gongsun Yan had the same expression as Uncle Liang, his eyes were wide open, his neck turned icy, unable to speak, and he only looked at Wang Mu with fear, his intensely trembling eyes seemed to be shattered.

Wang Mu slowly tilted his head, and the all-black world looked at the ants in his hands dully, and then said in an indifferent voice, "Are you threatening me just now?"

"Huh... ah..."

Under extreme panic, Gongsun Yan finally exerted a little strength, and the long sword in his right hand suddenly appeared, and swept towards Wang Mu's neck.

Everyone was shocked.

Wang Mu didn't move, but when the long sword was about to approach his neck, his whole body suddenly burst into a large piece of icy light.

The halo that filled tens of meters made Wang Mu look like a falling moon.

"Crack!"

Amidst the ear-shattering shattering sound, the long sword in Gongsun Yan's hand exploded into powder in the vast icy color before it touched Wang Mu's neck, and his entire obese figure was also submerged by the icy brilliance At that moment, it turned into a dark green ice sculpture, and all the spiritual power and primordial spirit were frozen, like a dead person.

At the same time, under Wang Mu's feet, the ground was icy and clean, showing a dark green ice surface within tens of meters.

"Boom!" Looking at the ice sculpture in his hand lightly, Wang Mu exerted a little force in his hand, and the ice sculpture that Gongsun Yan transformed into shattered, scattered into bits and pieces of icy colors all over the sky.

After a pause, Wang Mu turned his head and slowly walked towards the Huanmao sisters.

All the subordinates of Jubaolou are still surrounding the periphery, but no one dares to move, let alone run, even watching their boss being killed, they just stand there in a daze, and the other onlookers are the same, for fear that a slight movement will cause trouble. Come to the attention of this murderous maniac.

It's too scary, it's also a golden fairy, why is this golden fairy so powerful, the boss of Jubaolou and Uncle Liang are just ants in the eyes of others?And that terrifying look, that monstrous aura, I feel that it shouldn't exist in this world at all.

"Shh!"

Standing in front of the Phantom Cat sisters, Wang Mu gently waved his hand, and the iron chains that bound the girls broke automatically. Following that, Wang Mu waved again, the storage ring flashed, and several brand-new suit jackets were accurately covered on the girls. body.

The Huanmao sisters stared blankly at Wang Mu, and were also frightened by Wang Mu's actions, especially Huanmao. Is this man with all black eyes and full of destruction really that sunny handsome guy?

But in Wang Mu's eyes, the Phantom Cat Sisters are not Phantom Cat Sisters anymore, he can still vaguely see the twelve lovely and pitiful women in front of him with his dark eyes, so the killing in his heart becomes more intense.

In that way, it was as if he was in some kind of memory hallucination at the moment.

"Don't be afraid, I will make everything return to the original state, I promised." Wang Mu said inexplicably, a smile appeared on the corner of Bingyou's mouth.

Only then did Huanmao confirm that this scary guy was Wang Mu, because only he had such a gentle smile.

"Wang Mu, you, what's the matter with you?" Huanmao asked worriedly.

But Wang Mu turned a deaf ear, turned his head, and looked at the surrounding crowd with black jade-like eyes.

"You asked for this." The indifferent voice came again, and then streams of light flew out of Wang Mu's body, covering the entire scene in an instant.

Dozens of clones appeared, and formed a circular lineup in the encirclement of the crowd. Dozens of Wang Mu faced the surrounding crowd.

Then, the slaughter began.

Without hesitation, dozens of Wang Mu raised their hands, colorful long swords appeared automatically, and Tao Huaman's moves appeared one after another.

A sea of ​​flowers appeared, filled with black air.

Pieces of swords, lights and swords flew, and wherever they passed, people turned on their backs, and blood and flesh splattered.

The shrill screams came and went, thrilling.

Pieces of people fell down without mercy.

Some people tried to block at first, but after two moves, people began to choose to run away, and what's more, they didn't even have the courage to run away, and just stayed where they were and waited to die.

The Huanmao sisters used the clothes Wang Mu gave to cover their chests, their beautiful eyes widened, and they stared blankly at the bloody blood that was spreading everywhere.

"Little sister, big sister is wrong, this man is really nice to you, is he really going to kill everyone?" The eldest sister said in shock.

Huanmao swallowed, looked at the dazzled figure of Wang Mu, and said slowly: "I, I was just talking, but he, he seems to be..."

She frowned, not knowing what to do with the strange feeling in her heart.

"Tch, these people just said that about us, we deserve to die! I think this Wang Mu is ugly, but he is indeed a man!" The second sister said indifferently.

"What happened? Stop!"

Suddenly, another cold shout came from high in the sky, the clear voice was extremely domineering.

The dozens of Wang Mu who were killing around suddenly paused, and all looked at the sky. Then, all the Wang Mu's all-black eyeballs trembled at the same time, and there was a trace of a gorgeous peach blossom mark in their eyes.

"Yes, it's you? Yes, I'm sorry."

All Wang Mu became one in an instant, showing that straight figure, looking up at the shouting person in the air, he showed that gentle smile again, and then said something apologetic, closed his eyes, and his whole body slammed fall down.

(End of this chapter)