Douluo's personal pendant

Standing behind Bai Yingjun, he stood up plainly, his face was as cold as a dead body, "You did not offend us, but you should not betray your master, let alone bring others here."

"They got it."

Wu Hao felt that his heartbeat was speeding up, but he pretended to be calm and said: "What...what other people, I...I don't know any other people, don't spit people, the master... used to be me. Good brother, how could I betray him? It must be that you resent me and want to kill me before the master leaves. I... I tell you, when the master comes out, I must sue you. "

The two black and white figures looked at them threatening, pretending to be composed of Wu Hao, and Bai Yingjun coldly snorted: "When I die, I still have a hard mouth. Wait for me to pull out your soul and hang your body on the bamboo pole. , You know what cruelty is, and if you look like you are ashamed to be brother, don’t insult the master."

"Why talk so much nonsense to him." Hei Pu Shi said blankly, stretched out his hand and waved, a sickle entwined with black mist appeared in his hand, he held the sickle in both hands, and slashed downward, a black knife. The light flew out of the sickle, and Wu Hao flew in mid-air.

"No, these guys are really going to kill."

Wu Hao watched the Yin-Yang Soul Splitting Slash attack, and screamed inwardly. He hurriedly used his soul skills, the soul raided, teleported ten meters away, and entered the living room directly through the wall.

But when he entered the living room, before panting, the cold chain of hooks broke through the wall and hit him.

Ghost phantom.

The yellow spirit ring beside Wu Hao lit up, and his body split directly into two, while the iron chain flew out on his cheek.

Bai Yingjun pulled the iron chain back, and the black simplicity over there did not stop. He kicked the wall that Bai Yingjun had broken in half with one foot, and the two hot sand and smoke dissipated and entered the living room full of gravel dust and fog to find Traces of Wu Hao.

"Hey, Wu Hao didn't run out, right?"

Hei Pushi kicked a stool next to it and looked under the stool.

Bai Yingjun squinted his eyes and searched in the dust and mist, "Impossible, he doesn't know it. The white mist outside is one of the abilities of that great forgiveness. As long as he goes out, he will be caught in the trap by himself. , Presumably he is still in this room, we will look for it again."

"Bah." Hei Pu scolded: "Wu Mouse, Wu Mouse, if we can also soulize at night, it would be simple, but Bai his ability is simply too annoying, the root is invisible, but he knows that Bai Wu is Why would he bring the enemy directly into the village because of his great ability? There would be no tricks."

"Hmph, no matter what tricks he has, when the master goes out in the evening, it will be the day when we rule the mainland, and he and the person he brought will die in the hands of the master no matter what, and become the master ruler. The first and second people killed by the mainland."

When the two people, white and black, were groping for the living room and other rooms downstairs inch by inch, Wu Hao got out from the floor of the hallway upstairs, looked at the stairs hurriedly, and exited Wuhun possessing his body with loud steps. He ran to the door of the house where Tang Fei was located, pushed open the closed door, and screamed: "It's not good, they came in, let's go."

Wu Hao was holding the door frame and panting like a cow. He didn't see the scene clearly in the house for a while. When he eased his breath, he looked up. In the dim room, a pair of golden light was shining and dazzling eyes were in the dim corner. Looking at him, his eyes were fierce, as if Wu Hao was naked in front of those eyes.

Chapter Twenty Nine

"upstairs."

The Bai Yingjun and Hei Pushi downstairs are both soul sage cultivation bases. Naturally, their perception ability is not bad. They heard Wu Hao's footsteps and screams in an instant. The two of them looked at each other and moved towards the stairs. go with.

Hei Pushi rushed forward, stepped up to five steps, and when he was about to reach the second floor in the next second, a huge footprint kicked on his face, kicking him and the handsome Bai behind him down the stairs.

"Who." It was a different breath, and the black and plain didn't think Wu Hao had the courage to lie there for them, so they immediately judged that it must be the person Wu Hao had brought over.

Under their gaze, a tall and extraordinary man, that is, Tang Fei walked down the stairs with a flat face and hands behind his back.

Bai Yingjun patted the dust on his body and looked at Tang Fei with a sneer: "You are the guy who came back to die with Wu Hao. Why can't you think about killing him at a young age."

Tang Fei looked at him in surprise and asked: "Oh, can you kill me? I'm so scared, what should I do."

Tang Fei's exaggerated acting skills annoyed Bai Yingjun and Heishi, Heifu snorted coldly, and seven spirit rings appeared on his body, as did Bai Yingjun on the other side.

One of the two manipulated the hooked iron chain, and the other wielded the sickle.

Yin and Yang split the soul.

Chase the soul.

The two-meter-long black qi knife light, and the iron hook chain braving the blue icy air, slammed directly at Tang Fei. Tang Fei remained unmoved, looking at the two attacks, his expression blank.

"Die, son, let my iron chain hook your soul out."

Bai Yingjun said with a gloomy smile, but the scene that happened in the next second made both their faces greatly changed.

When the two attacks were about to focus on Tang Fei, a figure with golden light on his body, wearing a red-cloud-embroidered long-collared black robe and Tang Fei, who looked exactly the same as Tang Fei, appeared in front of Tang Fei, with a flick of his left hand, when he long white fingers When it collided with the light of the knife, the light of the knife shattered like a heavy object on the same glass, and his right hand was not idle. Facing the hitting iron hook, he stretched out and grabbed it. The iron hook was grasped in his hand and took the initiative to wind the iron chain around his hand.

"What, you can even touch my blade light, and you can directly crush it, such a powerful soul, such a terrifying power, who are you?"

Hei Pushi took a step backwards and looked at Tang Fei with a look of horror. His sword light has not yet been taken over by a frontal and violent method. Tang Fei's methods made him feel tight.

"Don't panic." Feeling the dark and simple mood swings beside him, Bai Yingjun shouted, pulling his hand back and tightening the chain with Tang Fei. He smiled sullenly: "Son, your soul is indeed strong. You can hold my cold hook iron chain in your hand, but what you should never do is grab my cold hook iron chain in your hand, Zi."

"Go, Nether Cold."

As Bai Yingjun's voice fell, a black soul ring beside him flickered one by one, and a deep blue wave of ice continued to spread along the iron chain to Tang Fei's soul body.

Tang Fei looked at his arm that was known to be purple and black, and he was able to freeze half of his arm in an instant. If he were to be an ordinary person, under this trick, it would take only two seconds for his soul to be frozen. Ice cubes, but Tang Fei is not afraid of the cold.

Tang Fei's soul body looked indifferent, holding aloft the arm that had turned blue from the iron hook.

"Huh, son, want to let go, tell you, it's too late, you...what."

Bai Yingjun stared wide-eyed, looking at the blue-grey flames from Tang Fei’s arms. The blue-grey flames covered the iron chains, and burned along the iron chains to his hand holding the iron chains, and his soul Under the burning of the flame, the cold energy of the Netherworld was transformed into a white mist without holding it for a second, dissipating and empty.

Tang Fei said, "Do you like the cold? I'm sorry, I prefer a warmer environment, or warmer is better, how about you?"

At this moment, Bai Yingjun had no time to answer Tang Fei's words, because when he reacted, the blue flame had already burned to him along the iron chain, but there was no trace of flame on his body.

Hei Pushi looked at the flaming cold hook and iron chain that fell on the ground after Tang Fei and Bai Yingjun let go, and there was no trace of flame on his body, but he kept rolling on the ground, shouting hot. Ming's panic spread in his mind.

"Son, you really have some tricks, but if you think that you can defeat me in this way, then you will think too much, Wuhun possessed."

The black spirit ring appeared and glowed by the black and plain side, his black robe kept swelling, and then only heard a loud explosion, the black and plain clothes turned into fragments and scattered all over the room, it seemed that it was not just his clothes, but his body Also exploded.

Tang avoiding the flying clothes fragments, his body walked forward and blasted out with a punch. A wall of air flow appeared in front of him to resist the continuous flying dust and cloth.

When the dust and fog dissipated and the airflow wall disappeared, Tang Fei took a look at a huge figure of more than three meters high composed of black smoke, holding a five-meter-long giant sickle and constantly waving it, and the sickle There is also a vision. When he touched the floor, he went straight through the floor without any damage.

"Hehe, son, being able to die under my martial soul possession is the last gift to you."

The black mist figure has no facial features, but Tang Fei can clearly hear his voice.

Tang Fei's soul body walked up, stretched out his arm, and gathered a group of blue-gray flames and threw it towards the black mist figure.

Seeing that the black mist figure did not evade, he caught the soul-burning demon flame ball, but nothing happened. Tang Fei was a little surprised. After a moment, he heard wild laughter from the black mist.

"Ahaha, son, it's useless, if I guess right, your blue-gray flame ball is aimed at the soul, right? It can only burn the soul, ahhaha, my spirit possession skill, soul The god of death can let my soul merge into my soul-cracking scythe, so I only need to prevent my scythe from contacting your flame head-on, and I will be invincible, and, my body , It’s not a soul body or a physical body, and gas, as a reminder, this is not ordinary gas. This is an abyssal demon energy that has a strong corrosiveness. If you are surrounded by it, then no matter how your soul or body is Strong, it will be corroded into pus by me, haha."

After listening to him, Tang Fei withdrew his soul body and sighed helplessly.

"Hey, son, despair, pain, if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I might still let you go, if...what about you."

Hei Wu's words were not over yet, Tang Fei clenched a fist with one hand, and a whirlpool formed in his fist, continuously gathering the surrounding air.

"drink"

After a loud drink, with a loud explosion, an air fist slammed into the billowing black mist Zheng