Murdering Heaven Edge

"Kid, do you run? Why don't you run?" Luo Ying panted, and he used his physical strength to run hundreds of miles at high speed. In the case of only congenital forces, he was too tired.

However, I finally caught up with this kid. Luo Ying stared at Chu Mo, who was less than a hundred feet away. In the night, the boy leaned on a huge old tree, and his eyes were shining with cold light. Holding him.

"Is it the end of the road?" Luo Ying didn't even have to look at it. He also knew what was going on there: "Is there a cliff behind me?"

Chu Mo did not speak, just staring coldly at Luo Ying.

Luo Ying stared at the right arm that he had just born. He vomited a spit on the ground and gritted his teeth. "Garbage, today is your last day in this world. Is there any last words to explain?"

When he said this, Luo Ying could even feel his right arm in a dull pain.

In the small world, although his realm was suppressed to innate, he was the physique of the Mahayana period, and the broken arm was born again, it was not a difficult matter. Only this reborn arm, for a while, is impossible to have the same ability as the original arm, and can hardly be used for combat.

When did Luo Ying have suffered this loss? In my heart, Chu Mo has long been regarded as a corpse.

"What's the point to say? If you want to kill me, come over." Chu Mo at this time, like a wounded wolf, the pure scorpion, emitting a cold light, watching Luo Ying.

"Haha, it’s all this time, I have to play with my heart, I am going up? I won’t go up! The garbage like you is in this place, otherwise, one of my thoughts can make you fly away! Luo Ying said, no longer talk to Chu Mo, what is the safest in this world, only dead people.

This cockroach in his eyes, although the realm is weak to the extreme, but the amazing knife method is to make Luo Ying somewhat chilling.

Fortunately, this kid’s realm is weak. If he is really born in heaven, he doesn’t even need to be at the same level as himself...

"Even if he is one level lower than me, as long as he pulls out such a knife, I will have a hard time avoiding it!" Luo Ying's innermost heart is not as ostentatious as he has shown.

Naturally, the children of the big family can't lose their momentum. Even if they are hacked, they can't be scared to death. But the self-knowledge is still there.

In the face of Chu Mo, Luo Ying put a piece of topazite directly into the card slot of the bronze Ding in his hand, and then smiled and said: "Garbage... 蝼 !! Have you seen it? The suppression of the realm... count Fart! Call me, you will die!"

In the hands of Luo Ying’s bronze Ding, the first time when the crystal spar was embedded, he shot a thousand rays of light. Then, there was a shadow like a beast, which rushed straight out of the Ding, and became famous in the wind. A giant beast with a hundred feet.

This behemoth has a tiger's head, like the body, and the snake's tail. Although it is only a shadow, it carries an endless pressure.

Between the whole world, it is full of this pressure, in all directions, flying sand and stone.

Roar!

This weird behemoth made an earth-shattering roar.

Then, toward the side of Chu Mo, directly rushed.

Hey!

Behind Chu Mo, this old tree like a hill is unbearable to this kind of pressure, and it bursts directly!

Chu Mo's body has also been endlessly oppressed. This feeling is stronger than when it was entangled by the snow-white giant snake.

All the bones above and below the body seem to be fragmented at any time.

Chu Mo directly squirted a piece of blood, strong support, do not want to be crushed by this pressure to the ground, the hands of the sky, screaming.

A murderous murder, broke out along the sky.

Luo Ying stared at the sky in the hands of Chu Mo, his eyes showed a splendid color: "This is a good knife, it is my back!"

"Go to you..." Chu Mo's hard work will lift up the sky. In the body, the purple-gold blood that he never knew he once again emerged, and directly activated all the power of his whole body. At the same time, The huge pressure that almost killed Chu Mosheng’s life was also instantaneous, and the day in the hands of Chu Mo directly took out a knife: “Mom!”

In the night sky, a dazzling light shines directly.

It's not lightning, but it's faster than lightning!

brush!

Only that moment!

Even Dong’s language, which is far away, is clearly aware that this light contains unimaginable killings!

With the center of Chu Mo as the center, dozens of miles, all the vitality, with the Chu Mo's knife smashed out, instantly lost!

The big tree is dry and the flowers are turned into ashes!

Endless vitality, hard to be taken out by this knife.

At this point, Chu Mo's second knife kills the knives, from the first glimpse of the door to the entrance to the hall, to understand the true essence!

The shadow of the behemoth that exudes the pressure of the majestic, by this knife, split into two... crashed away!

Hey!

The bronze small Ding, which exudes the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of life, made a soft bang, and there was a crack directly.

puff!

Luo Ying's blood, sprayed directly, the whole person is crumbling.

It wasn’t because of any counter-attacks, but the aftermath of the killing of Chu Mo... It took a part of the vitality and was directly seriously injured!

"How is it possible?" Luo Ying's voice, sparkling with horror, a teenager who is not even in the realm of building a foundation, his eyes are like the **** of ants, how can he break the virtual beast in his trip?

If the same is innate, the other party can still accept his arm, but at this moment, Luo Ying can not accept this reality.

Because this imaginary beast in this small tripod is just an illusory figure, but it has the strength of the Yuan Ying, which can be used to promote the spirit of the celestial stone. One hit!

How could it be that a boy in an innate realm gave a knife?

How much power does he have to have this knife?

Thinking of this, Luo Ying even has a feeling of being cold.

He is a genius himself. He is a genius of the heavens. He has also seen countless horrific Tianjiao. He is not seen in the 20-year-old who has achieved the great power of Da Luo Jinxian.

But I have never heard of any one. In the innate realm, I can smash the Yuanying monk...

This is simply a hell!

puff!

After Chu Mo’s knife was thrown out, the whole person, like all the spirits, was taken out of the air. A spurt of blood, the whole person suddenly languish, and the legs were soft, and they would sit on the ground.

At the crucial moment, I supported my body with Haotian, but I still kneel there.

Luo Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped a cold sweat on his forehead, and vented like a sigh: "I thought... you are a monster, you **** and giving me such a knife? Ah?"

Said, Luo Ying from the body, once again took out a piece of the best crystal spar, hesitated a moment, but then, it was pushed to the bronze small tripod.

"This time, I see how you block it!" -

Yesterday I ate a lot of medicine, the symptoms of fever were alleviated, and it should be no problem, but the two little scorpions, such as scorpion pain and weakness, are still entangled in the dead skin. It’s really annoying to swallow and vomit.

Another thing to say, January 12th, is not my birthday, my birthday is the first month of the twelfth, yes, that is the 12th day of the first lunar month after the Lunar New Year.

So, thanks to the friends who sent my blessings to my birthday, I will accept them in advance. As for the birthday, I will wait until the time.

In addition, no matter whether the body recovers or not, it will explode at least five more.

I don't ask for understanding, just ask for peace of mind.

That's it.

Thank you.