Peerless Demonic Lord Chapter 1192: This voice is him

Shen Fengchun's expression was sluggish, and he swallowed and spit. He wiped the blood on his face in disbelief. It was hot. However, the blood was not flowing out of his body, but that Zhang Ludan's.

Zhang Ludan's eyes widened in panic and opened his mouth. He couldn't say a word. He was pierced by a sharp bayonet around his neck, and the blade of the bayonet was dripping with blood. His face was full. Turning around in shock, a thin Wumeng disciple who looked only in his early twenties, tremblingly grasped the bayonet.

"You...you...!" Zhang Ludan couldn't believe it. This little disciple was in the same brotherhood with him at the beginning. When this little disciple joined the Wumeng, he cultivated it by one hand, but he did not expect that he would eventually be planted here. In the hands of the little disciple.

That? pig? pig? island? The novel ww.uua. completely freezes the dagger, which is only a minute away from Shen Fengchun, with Zhang Ludan's death, bang! With a muffled sound, Zhang Ludan fell to the ground.

"Yes, I'm sorry. There are only one hundred places. I want to live too. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The disciple whimpered in fear.

Seeing this scene, the disciples all showed a bit of helplessness and sorrow. Shen Fengchun was even unwavebering's clenched fist. He even thought that it would be better to just let Zhang Ludan kill, and he didn't want to see this scene of hand and foot killing. .

"It's really a pale and feeble human nature. You can do anything to survive." You Qing and others shook their heads weakly behind.

"I'm sorry!" The little disciple pulled the bayonet from Zhang Ludan's neck, walked to Shen Fengchun's body step by step, closed his eyes, and stabbed it forcefully.

Shen Fengchun shook his head in mourning, he had no hope anymore.

Boom!

However, it is so difficult to die. Before the little disciple’s bayonet fell, dozens of disciples swarmed up, and each complexion was full of hideous desires to live.

"I want to live! He is mine!"

"My! You give me Scram!! No one wants to stop me!"

"Dare you! I will kill you first!"

Seven hundred disciples, faced with a quota of only a hundred people alive, have not yet started the real killing, they have already killed each other.

The blood is red at the foot of the mountain, polluting the entire ridge.

Fu Jun personally watched the Wumeng he cultivated by himself, killing each other like this in front of his own eyes, and he almost collapsed to the ground, shaking his head weakly.

"Hahaha, this is wonderful!" Mo Yang, who was watching under a tree in the distance, clapped his hands and applauded.

Fighting, cruel fighting.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and a disciple named Wumeng fell into a pool of blood, and was killed by his brother who had once loved his brothers.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise caused the ground behind to tremble, and a very rough and brawny man shot out of the crowd. His physique was very prominent among the prisoners, and everyone recognized him at a glance.

"Fifth!" Fu Jun and the others couldn't help shouting.

This brawny man, like Youqing and others, is the head of a hall alone.

As the hall master, his cultivation strength is naturally higher than that of ordinary disciples, so he is the first to stand out from the encirclement, he is the **** way from the rear, so the first person to approach is the fat Ningyu.

He grabbed Ningyu with a fierce look, and in his hand was a mountain axe full of back size. He lifted it fiercely, and wanted to knock down Ningyu!

"Fifth! You are crazy!" Fu Jun and the others yelled.

Even Shen Fengchun, who had already seen it through, opened his eyes with an angry look: "Fifth, have you forgotten? Back then, our brothers swore and bowed down with the earth, how could you do such a thing to survive? ?"

"Shut up!" Suddenly, the old fifth roared fiercely at Shen Fengchun, his eyes flushed: "What do you know? These days, it is me who is captured by Mingdian, not you, nor you! You are not at all Understand, what kind of life I live these days, life is better than death every day, and I suffer humiliation and torture!"

Shen Fengchun was stunned slightly, and his voice was obviously weaker: "But, even so, you can't do this, you can kill, you can't be insulted, people can't forget their origins! Can't forget nature!" /

"Don't say it, don't say it, I can't die, I can't die." The old fifth shook his head vigorously, and his eyes were fierce. He turned and looked at Fu Jun directly: "Brother Jun, I'm sorry, this life is I’m sorry, brother, I’m afraid. I dare not die. Really, I thought that life and death are no more than a moment, but after these days, I watched the brothers around me die one by one. Really, I realized that I was alive. How important is it, I can’t die, I can’t die, you can’t live anymore, why don’t you let us live?"

"You **** fart!" You Qing yelled angrily: "Fifth, are you **** talking human words? Living by the lives of your brothers, can your conscience rest in peace? Beast, you A beast!"

"Youqing, enough!" Fu Jun suddenly sneered and shook his head disappointedly. He didn't show this expression even when he was facing life and death just now. He looked at the old fifth and said word by word:" Fifth, in this life, I counted on Fu Jun to see the wrong person, and I will not have your brother in the future!"

"Brother Jun, I don't expect you to forgive me, if I have the next life, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you!"

"In the next life?" Fu Jun laughed.

The old five's eyes were a lot of sadness, but suddenly he squeezed his fists violently, his eyes staring at Ningyu: "I'm sorry, I want to live! You can treat me like me."

Ningyu was originally scared to death, his whole body was trembling, but for some reason, at this moment of life and death, he laughed instead, smiling very freely: "Hahaha, perfect you? It's ridiculous, kill me, I am still a man after eighteen years."

"Moreover, don't worry, you, you, and you!" Ning Yu stretched out her hand, from the fifth body, pointing at everyone present, and finally fell on Mo Yang's body, sneered: "You , There will be no good end, he will come back, he keeps his promises, says nothing, and will never break his trust, he will definitely come back, when he comes back, know that you killed me, all of you present , None of them can run away, hahaha, but I will die sooner or later, wait for my brother to get ready in the Yan Luo Temple. Come down and I will kill you!"

Ningyu's voice was not loud, but it was enough for all the disciples present to hear clearly.

"He? Who is he?" Many disciples who are new to Outland are all looking confused.

"You said, could it be that person?"

"That person?" A group of disciples were stunned, suddenly like a bolt from the blue: "Could it be that you mean that Qin Shi who defected to Sect ?"

"Yes, it's him! Don't you know? When Qin Shi was in Outland, it had a very good relationship with Ningyu. Ningyu was originally just an inquiry in Outland. It was a little clever and could have influence in Chaos. He started from knowing Qin Shi."

"This Qin Shi is so powerful?"

"Of course, don’t you know that when he was in Outland, he had only four days, but he helped the Wumeng to completely destroy the creation group, and later escaped under the chasing and killing of the three elders. I don’t know how good he is."

The discussion became stronger and stronger, and finally the disciples in the audience made a noise.

"Hahaha, did you see Mo Yang? This is his influence. Wait, one day, he will come back. When that happens, it will be the end of your Ming Palace, no, not just It is Ming Palace, and Chaos must pay for it!" Ning Yu laughed wildly.

His laughter even infected Fu Jun and others, and You Qing showed a helpless smile: "Hehe, this idiot fat man."

"However, if it were him, maybe there will be such a day." Ye Ling hugged him tightly behind You Qing and said softly.

You Qing was taken aback, and recalled how he first went to the fifth district to help Qin Shi. At that time, Qin Shi was very stubborn and had a fortitude in his eyes. He smiled and nodded, hugging Ye Ling: "Yes. , It’s just a pity that we can’t see it anymore, Ling'er, never telling you, follow me to wrong you."

"Brother Qing, don't say that." Ye Ling nestled in Youqing's arms.

Ningyu's words caused a lot of commotion on the court, even Mo Yang's brows frowned, the fifth child obviously felt it, and the hand holding Ningyu tightened, and he slammed down the giant axe: "Go to death. Come on!"

Seeing the giant axe is about to smash the rain.

Boom!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, the old fifth's tiger body trembled, and a sharp pain came from his heart. He turned his head in disbelief, and unwavebering stared at Mo Yang: "You...you... !"

"Give me Scram!!" Mo Yang lifted his leg and kicked the fifth child into the air. He didn't care whether the fifth child was alive or dead. He grabbed Ningyu's face, banged, and slammed it on the ground: "Fatty reckless!"

"Haha, hahaha! Mo Yang, are you scared!" Ning Yu's face was full of blood, but he showed a creepy smile.

Mo Yang calmed down a lot and sneered: "Hehe, fat man, don't think you can scare me, in my opinion, you are like idiots, you are like this, Wumeng is like this, you say you are so Protect that kid, you are dying now, why don’t you see him come to rescue you? He is now at ease, did he think of you? Hehe, yes, he is great, but so what? If he really cares about love and justice, he Why can't I come now? Don't worry, I will wait. If he really dares to come, I will let him come back and forth!"

Mo Yang's voice resounded rampantly throughout the audience.

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Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from the sky. The voice was so elegant that people could not feel its existence.

However, it was very loud, and the audience was shocked, even Mo Yang raised his head in shock: "Who, who is it?"

Boom!

Mo Yang roared, but his voice didn't ring again. What sounded was a muffled sound, and a disciple of the Wu League captive who was close to Shen Fengchun fainted inexplicably.

Boom! boom! boom!

Immediately, the sound became more and more muffled, and the disciples fainted more and more, which made the disciples in the audience dull and unbelievable.

"Well, what's going on?" The disciples swallowed fiercely.

Ning Yu, Fu Jun, You Qing and others were even more surprised.

"This, this voice, is it him?"