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"Everything is possible."

With a sneer, Xiao Chen Ran to Wang Long's body and kicked it out. It hit his chin like a shell. It was as fast as lightning and as loud as thunder.

Just a bang.

Wang Long flew out directly, spitting blood and falling to the ground like a dead dog. His face became extremely pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Shua.

Xiao Chen stood steadily on the ground, arrogant, and sneered, "boy, there is no one to protect you now. Dare you fight one-on-one with Laozi?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha!"

Huarong is looking up at the sky with a long smile, motionless as a mountain, hands waving a touch of red smoke, very strange.

"Xiao Chen, take your pride and die."

"What?" Xiao Chen looked at the group of smoke, hastily back.

After all, the unknown danger is the most terrible. I don't know whether this kind of smoke has poison. If it is the same as the volcano worm poison, it has to be prevented.

If you die under such poison, it would be like capsizing in the gutter, and the gain is not worth the loss.

However, people always ridicule the use of poison in the river and lake. If poison can kill the world, why do you need weapons?

That's ridiculous.

Just then, the cloud of smoke had already floated to a big tree.

In a flash, the wood of that big tree was emitting white smoke, which was melting rapidly.

With a bang, the big tree with a thick bowl mouth fell down, splashing a piece of smoke and dust.

"Hiss..."

Xiao Chen took a breath of cold air and looked at the fallen tree in disbelief.

Let me go. Is that the power of the red smoke? Fortunately, I didn't hit Laozi. If he succeeded, I would have turned into a pool of blood.

Sure enough, as master Xu said, there is a secret in this fire cult.

From the volcano worm poison to the present invisible smog, it fully shows the horror of this gorgeous face. Maybe his martial arts and Taoist skills are not very good, but this method alone is enough to protect himself or kill his opponent unconsciously.

Xiao Chen gave a big drink, "boy, in addition to some strange and skillful skills, what else can you do? I don't believe you. The poison will be inexhaustible

Huarong is constantly spraying that smoke, strange is, he himself is not affected by any impact, think to have some antibodies.

"Xiao Chen, regardless of the victory or defeat today, we will not die as long as I am alive."

"Is it?" Xiao Chen scorned the sneer.

I don't know where his courage comes from. Is it from Liang Jingru?

"I can tell you clearly that you can't live this evening, and next year's today is your death day. Go and die."

With that, Xiao Chen's body moves wildly, with a trace of haze in his eyes, like lightning.

At the same time, he has to constantly avoid the toxic smoke.

Huarong was also sweating and panting.

However, his red smoke poison gas is not much, thought of here, he took out the hidden weapon stained with poison, whistling out towards Xiaochen.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, this is what you asked for. If you go to hell, don't accuse me of blackness."

Whoosh

See countless silver needles shot out, each silver needle is emitting a dark blue light, very strange.

Xiao Chen knows that this kind of concealed weapon must have been smeared with lethal poison. If it is hit, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Is this Huarong a poison king?

Even one plan can not be achieved, another plan, means emerge in endlessly.

Xiao Chen's body method has reached the extreme, avoiding a wave after wave of concealed weapons.

Huarong saw that Xiao Chen couldn't get into his body and laughed triumphantly, "Xiao Chen, your strength is not so good, you will die tonight."

"I'm not ashamed."

Xiao Chen has no patience. He plans to kill the man and woman poison boy quickly.

At the thought of this, he flew as fast as lightning, with towering murderous gas to avoid the poisonous smoke. At the same time, he quickly moved to Huarong's body, hit his chest with one foot, and used the force of famine. "Go to death, boy."

There's a bang.

I saw Huarong fly out, spit out a mouthful of blood, hard to fall on the ground, face incomparably gloomy, pointing to Xiao Chen, do not break a way, "you boy can't die well."

He knew that although it was just a simple blow, his body was extremely destroyed.

If it goes on like this, it is very likely to fall here.

Xiao Chen arms around, standing there, light looking at the Huarong, looking at his gnashing teeth, looking at his anger burning, dismissive.

"Shao Huo Jiao, you have two choices now. One is to be killed by me, and the other is to kill yourself. You can choose one.""Cough..."

Huarong coughs up blood more than once. Her face is pale as tin foil, which is terrible.

He picked up a little strength and ran away. His voice was far away.

"Ha ha, you want to kill me? It's not that easy. You can catch up with me

"Oh, chase you? I don't have that leisure. " Xiao Chen sneered coldly, drew out the killing sword behind him, and hurled it out fiercely, just like lightning, pointing directly at Huarong.

Whoosh.

Bang.

Caught off guard, the sabre pierced through the abdomen of Huarong directly.

"Poof..."

Huarong vomited out a mouthful of blood. She was unsteady and fell on the ground. She kept twitching and couldn't get up.

With a bang, Xiao Chen stretched out a foot and stepped on his face with a cold smile, "boy, at this moment, I'm for the chopper, you're for the fish, you don't want to die, you have to die, can you choose now?"

"If you want to kill or cut, you can do as you please. If you frown, I'm not worthy to be the young master of the fire cult. "In Huarong's eyes, the flame is burning, and the neck is cruel.

Although the blood is raging, the physical strength is rapidly declining, and the vitality is rapidly melting, he still maintains his dignity.

"Hehe, boy, you really can't see the coffin and cry. Talk back to me, right? Well, then I will slowly abuse you. "

Xiao Chen with a sinister smile stepped on his lower body.

bang.

Ouch.

In an instant, Huarong's face was painful, and she gave out a piercing roar. She was a shrimp, rolling all over the ground, and life was not as good as death.

Wang long, who was seriously injured, lay there with a gloomy face, but he still did not dare to speak and could do nothing.

Xiao morning light on a cigarette, smoke, light way, "boy, I don't want to provoke the enemy, but the trees want quiet and wind more than, what do you plan?"

"What's the picture? Of course, it's Cheng Man'er. She's the holy daughter of pyrology. How can she stay out? What is the dignity of our school? "

Although the pain, although facing a desperate situation, Huarong still told the truth.