City Peculiar Immortal Emperor

Yue Changmo just turned to evacuate, avoiding Lei Sankong's malicious attacks.

But Lei Sankong had already reached him at the fastest speed and grabbed his arm.

"Don't run away, let's go to death together." Lei Sankong shouted.

"Go away, I won't accompany you to death." Yue Changmo slapped Lei Sankong with his palm.

But Lei Sankong firmly grasped his arm, surely inseparable.

Rao Shi Lei Sankong was photographed with a mouthful of blood and did not let go.

Never let go of death.

This shows how terrible a person who wants to die is.

Bang bang bang!

Yue Changmo took a few more slaps, still unable to get rid of Lei Sankong's grasp, but caused Lei Sankong's grasp to become tighter.

Yue Changmo was also angry this time, hell, this is a stalker, unreasonable.

"Let me go, let go..."

Yue Changmo began to slap Lei Sankong's back frantically, until Lei Sankong's body was shaky and he vomited.

Seeing Lei Sankong couldn't hold on anymore, his grasping arms began to relax.

Yue Changmo also became more and more crazy and cruel, thinking that he would be able to kill Lei Sankong just like that.

But he still underestimated Lei Sankong's perseverance.

The next second made him extremely regretful.

Because Lei Sankong suddenly opened his mouth and slammed it on his arm.

Yes, I can't beat it anyway, I can bite it directly.

I don't care about any image problems.

"Ah..." Yue Changmo screamed. Looking at his arm, Lei Sankong had already bitten off a piece of meat.

But Lei Sankong hasn't stopped yet, and then bites again.

"what……"

Yue Changmo screamed again and again, this was really painful.

"Ma De, go away." Yue Changmo hit Lei Sankong's forehead with a punch.

With a click, Lei Sankong's forehead sank directly, a blood pit was smashed out, and his skull came out.

However, Lei Sankong still did not let go, nor did he fall down, spit out the flesh and blood in his mouth, and lay down and took another bite.

This time, Lei Sankong was directly on the exposed bone, his teeth rubbed against the bone, making a terrifying sound.

It's like a vicious dog eating.

If you hear this sound at night, you will definitely be frightened.

Lei Sankong wanted to bite off Yue Changmo's arm completely.

Yes, a live bite.

This kind of scene, I have never seen it, it is unique.

Imagine what a living person would look like when he used his mouth to bite another person's arm.

It is conceivable that it must be a bloody, disgusting, and frightening scene...

Click!

In the end, Lei Sankong bit off one of Yue Changmo's arms and tore it off bloody.

Snapped!

When it was thrown on the ground, a few fingers were still twitching.

Yue Changmo was sweating profusely, his eyes burst, and he stopped screaming.

Because he knew it was useless to shout.

Only by killing Lei Sankong could he breathe out.

Disgusting!

This is a bad breath.

Must be out.

"Give me to die." Yue Changmo punched again and hit Lei Sankong's forehead again.

Lei Sankong's forehead, which had been sunken, was directly exposed this time, and his brain was splashed out.

At this time, his head was rotten, and Lei San wanted to live but couldn't survive.

thump!

Lei Sankong's body fell, splashed with a layer of dust, and he was completely dead.

A master, just died.

Like a fallen leaf, returned to dust.

People die like a lamp, sometimes it’s as simple as that.

"Bah!" Yue Changmo kicked Lei Sankong's corpse and took a sputum. "If I die, I will use one arm, Mad, you deserve to die."

Although Yue Changmo's mouth was hard, his face was already terribly pale, and there was no blood.

Losing an arm and shed so much blood is no joke.

Fortunately, he didn't lose his life and killed his worst enemy. This was great news for Yue Changmo, and even the loss of two arms was worth it.

After Lei Sankong's death, the blood knife fell aside.

Jiang Feng, who had already had an idea about the blood knife, saw the opportunity, and once again took the blood knife into his pocket and took it as his own.

However, this move attracted Yue Changmo's attention.

"Hey, kid, it's you again." Yue Changmo sneered. "It's not enough to take my purple dragon sword. Now that you take the blood knife again, you are really greedy."

"Do you know that this will kill you."

"Quickly, hand over both the purple dragon sword and the blood knife, or I will kill you soon."

"Pickling skin cramps, and you will die in pain."

Jiang Feng smiled disdainfully, "What are you talking about, do you think, in your current situation, would I still be afraid of you?"

"With one missing arm, you will lose half your life, no matter how powerful you are, you still dare to speak big words. I am not a three-year-old kid, so I can be frightened by you."

"I'm standing here, but you are here, it's yours to take things away."

Now Jiang Feng is really not afraid of Yue Changmo, he is sure that Yue Changmo's strength has been greatly reduced, and if he tries his best to meet the enemy, he should be able to deal with it.

Yue Changmo was furious, Jiang Feng despised him like this, and directly challenged his bottom line.

"Okay, I'll let you see, I'll kill you as simple as pinching an ant." In a rage, Yue Changmo made a resolute shot regardless of his injury.

In fact, it was to prove himself.

boom!

Yue Changmo smashed out the purple gourd, and smashed it down towards Jiang Feng.

Wow!

Jiang Feng raised his hand and pulled out the blood knife, he was just about to try the power of the blood knife.

A red light drew out, forming a beautiful arc in the sky.

The blade quickly slashed towards the purple gourd, and then it slashed hard.

The purple gourd was split open, even leaving a white mark.

But it's just white marks.

The purple gourd is not a major problem.

But this has already made Jiang Feng personally feel the power of the blood knife.

Really domineering.

"It's just a pity, it would be even more perfect if combined with Lei Sankong's knife skills." Jiang Feng secretly regretted.

Lei Sankong is dead, those swordsmanship are not available anymore.

But he has many other sword techniques, but it's not the time to practice.

Yue Changmo was startled, his purple gourd was split open unexpectedly, this result made him somewhat unacceptable.

But he still felt that his strength had declined, the main reason being the lack of his arm.

If it were in his heyday, Jiang Feng would have been smashed into flesh, there would be no chance of fighting back.

He won't admit that he can't do it, he must kill Jiang Feng and regain his own Purple Dragon Sword.

Come again!

Yue Changmo smashed out the purple gourd again.

This time the purple gourd became bigger, like a hill, and the wind of the river seemed much smaller, like a tiny ant.

Jiang Feng quickly felt the powerful pressure, and his heart became boring, and he couldn't breathe.

"No, Yue Changmo's strength is still very strong, I underestimated him, I was careless." Jiang Feng secretly surprised.

But the purple gourd had already crashed down and had to accept the move.

"Well, then I'll use your purple dragon sword to take the move, and then look at the power of the purple dragon sword." Jiang Feng put away the blood knife, and took out the purple dragon sword.

Ouch!

The dragon chants from the purple dragon sword, the dragon shape flashes, the purple light is masterpiece, and the sword tip pierces out to meet the smashing blow of the purple gourd.

For a time, the world was full of purple...

The atmosphere is surging.

Zimansheng!

One sword and one gourd, each one hits each other.

boom!

The two connected, there was a loud noise, the purple dragon sword was smashed open, and the purple gourd continued to pour down, reaching the top of Jiang Feng's head.

Jiang Feng let out a cold sweat instantly.

It's over.

Unexpectedly, the power of the Purple Dragon Sword was so powerful.

The Zilong Sword couldn't resist it.

The black shadow has covered his eyes, and death has covered his whole body.

Is he going to die this time?