Immortal Martial God Chapter 1832: Dregs

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Yuan Meng solemnly looked at the setting sun.

The setting sun smiled nonchalantly and said: "Neither you nor I are inscribed. Although I have only been together for more than a year, I have regarded you as a good brother. There is a lot of nonsense, so I don’t need to say more."

"My life was picked up by Xiang Nan, and you are the people Xiang Nan cares about the most. You know what I mean."

"If you treat me as a brother, take Xiao Jun and His Four Highnesses to leave and go!"

Yuan Meng gritted his teeth, he wrapped his left and right hands around the Fourth Prince and Xiao Jun, and immediately broke through the wall and flew towards the distance.

In the sky, Yuan Meng's eyes were red, and he glanced at the restaurant behind.

The setting sun is already flying. He arched his body, violently released his qi, and roared: "Go! Go, don't look back!"

Yuan Meng turned his head and looked into the distance. There was no expression on his face, but tears fell.

The dignified five-meter man was forced to tears into the sky.

Over the city, the setting sun drank the last drinks in the wine jar with a few big guts. He wiped his mouth, laughed, and said: "Come on!"

Huh!

A blaze from far to near suddenly stopped in front of the setting sun, and it was the red-haired man.

Facing the setting sun, the red-haired man turned his head and glanced at the direction in which Yuan Meng and the others were escaping, and said: "It is you who killed my brother."

The setting sun laughed loudly: "Not only did I kill the little bunny, I will kill you by myself!"

The red-haired man nodded and said: "Yes, well done, you know, the more you make me angry, the worse you will die."

After that, this person raised his right hand, and a lotus flower appeared in his palm.

The setting sun didn't talk nonsense, threw away the wine jar, and rushed towards the red-haired man with a roar.

The man raised his big long leg and swept it over the shoulder of the setting sun, his long leg burst into flames, which actually bounced the setting sun back.

The setting sun hugged his shoulders and roared: "Comet!"

He used his martial arts, rushing towards the red-haired man like a comet.

The red-haired man shook his head: "The little trick is unsightly."

Speaking, this person raised his hand and pointed, and a petal turned into a purple flame.

Wow!

The flame easily penetrated the body of the setting sun.

The man plucked another petal, and another line of fire penetrated the body of the setting sun again.

The setting sun was also extremely sturdy, he insisted on being pierced through his body twice in a row, and he stood in front of the red-haired man, and hit the man with an iron fist.

The man was beaten into a beam of light! Leaning and exploding in the city.

Boom!

Hundreds of buildings floated up in the air and were crushed into powder.

The setting sun was clutching his chest, coughing up blood, his body was crumbling.

Soon, the red-haired man flew up again from below, his cheeks bruised and the corners of his mouth bleeding.

"I see how long you can hold on." The red-haired man raised his right hand, and another purple flame pierced the body of the setting sun.

The setting sun laughed, howled and rushed toward the man, waving his big fists...

The red-haired man raised his hand and pointed, and a purple flame blasted the fist of the setting sun directly!

The setting sun knocked over with a knee.

The red-haired man is another purple flame, running through the knees of the setting sun.

"Hey." The red-haired man shook his head in disdain. He grabbed the shoulder of the setting sun with his left hand and aimed his right hand at the heart of the setting sun, saying: "Die, waste."

Puff!

A purple flame penetrated the heart of the setting sun!

The setting sun fell downward with a smile.

The red-haired man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He twisted his body and galloped toward Yuan Meng's escape.

Suddenly, he couldn't fly. He looked down and saw that his feet were actually hugged by the setting sun coming up again.

"Are you dead?" The red-haired man frowned. He condensed a ray of purple flame on his fist and slammed his fist on the setting sun's face.

With this punch, the eyes of the setting sun were rolled white, and the seven orifices were bleeding, and they staggered towards the ground.

The red-haired man turned to chase Yuan Meng, but his feet sank, and he looked down, and the setting sun actually flew up again and hugged his feet.

"Tsk? The vitality is so stubborn, it's not like a human being." The red-haired man was very interested. He grabbed the setting sun by the neck, lifted it up, and said: "Say, what kind of race you are. "

"Speak out, I can make you die happy."

"Ha...Haha..." The setting sun smiled weakly.

Hey!

A **** saliva spit on the face of the red-haired man.

The red-haired man's face darkened, he wiped his face, and pointed his index finger at the shoulder of the setting sun.

Puff!

A flame pierced the shoulder of the setting sun.

"Apologize." The red-haired man said coldly.

The setting sun laughed.

The red-haired man pointed his index finger at the other shoulder of the setting sun, and another flame pierced it.

"Apologize."

The setting sun laughed louder and louder: "Say your grandma, grandson!"

"The mouth is hard, very good." The red-haired man wrapped the purple fire around his palm and pressed it to the setting sun's chest.

His palm, with the setting sun on his chest, began to slowly push in.

The powerful body of the setting sun just burned a handprint, and the handprint continued to dent as the man advanced.

The pain of the setting sun was as pale as paper, and even his face began to be ugly.

The red-haired man approached the setting sun's face and sneered: "Do you think the world still belongs to your group of superior planes?"

"If you think this way, you are very wrong."

"Does it hurt? Let me see, how long can you hold on."

"After all, as long as you apologize, I will give you a happy one."

At this time, the palm of the red-haired man has penetrated into the body of the setting sun, and even pressed through the rib layer, burning all the rib joints of the setting sun.

The setting sun smiled weakly: "I used to think that the biggest enemy is...cough, cough, the monster clan..."

"It's that, cough, the demon..."

"Only they can cough, and can commit such crimes against humans."

"But I'm really, cough, really hesitating. I didn't expect that those who harmed humans with such a method were also, cough, you as humans."

"In this world, it's really **** changed, people harm people, it's really a killer."

The red-haired man shook his head, and said: "You still have the strength to take responsibility for me. It seems that I am too light."

At this moment, a strong wave of earth elements appeared in the distance.

One person swiftly across the sky, flipped back, hovering in the air looking at the red-haired man and the setting sun, and said: "How about the others?"

The red-haired man said: "Run to the east, go after it."

The soil warrior nodded, turned and flew away.

"Stop for Lao Tzu!" The setting sun roared and struggled. His eyes were red with blood, and he was going to catch the native warrior: "If you want to chase Lao Tzu brother, step on Lao Tzu's body first!"

The red-haired man used his hands to squeeze the struggling setting sun, and his face turned purple.

"Where are you going?" The red-haired man seemed to smile, and said: "I can't live anymore, still want to save others?" "You group of so-called upper-class dregs, really make people feel uncomfortable. ."