Chapter 1108

"Want my life? Yemo Chen, you really dare to think. Of course, you have done the same. I'm still standing here. Everything you have is in vain. Now you don't have the colorful snake. Do you think you can still be my opponent? "

At the same time, Nangong Yan releases the tuntian cup. The three flying insects rush to Yemo Chen. They don't seem to have any lethality, but they nibble at a piece of cloth thrown by Yemo Chen in a moment.

The moon is like frost in the side looking at, in the heart that call a shock, she how all didn't expect, this kind of call swallow the sky cup fly the sky insect unexpectedly can be so fierce.

She couldn't help thinking, if that tuntian cup met a person, then the person who was met might have been hurt, right? I'm afraid I'll lose a big skin.

Thinking of Yemo Chen's injury, she suddenly feels that tuntian cup didn't hurt him so badly. If it was serious, he would never appear in front of her again.

It was a throb to think of it.

"It's really yours." The night Mo Chen tiny Mi Mou, the whole body all sends out to frighten of breath, he coldly says: "you use this to kill South Shen and Mo late breeze?"

"Well, you don't need to know. You just need to know that both of them died in the hands of the king." At this point, Nangong Yan turned to look at the moon like frost and said, "like frost, you can also remember that your elder brother was killed by the king himself. You should remember my elder brother. After all, I have a hatred for you. You should hate me to death."

"Are you so energetic?" The Moon said coldly, "what's your strength like this? You think I'll remember you when I kill Mo Wanfeng? You are wrong, I will not, but if I have the chance, I will kill you without mercy. "

"Kill me? Rushuang, although my old love for you is not over, do you think I will be as stupid as before? Do you think I will give you a chance? " Nangong Yan said: "I really want to take you with me without affecting my plan, but now you will affect my plan, so I will see that you are wronged."

"Nangongyan, what do you smoke?" "Do you think I will accept you? Or do you think you have the ability to do it to me? "

"No matter whether he has the ability or not, what Wang wants is always clear and firm." Nangong Yan said: "before I get you completely, you will live well and live better than anyone else."

"If you want to touch me like frost, you will not have such a chance unless you step on my corpse." Night Mo Chen a palm attack to South Temple inflammation.

Damn it. In front of him, he dares to tease his wife again and again. He is a soft footed shrimp. No matter what happens, he can't fight back or scold back?

If so, it's a big mistake. How could he be like that? There has always been only one person who can treat him like that.

There is hatred in my heart, so it's more important for Yemo Chen to start.

Nangong Yan called the tuntian cup back, but he didn't know how to control it. Those tuntian cups rushed to Yemo Chen as if they understood what he said.

The night Mo Chen is very tired. When facing the swallow cup, he has no patience at all. He raises his hand and takes a picture of it.

He has a lot of strength in one palm, and his arrogant internal power directly makes a lot of pictures of tuntian cup.

"Yemo Chen, sometimes self-confidence is a good thing, but if you are overconfident, it is not a good thing." Nangong has the final say, "if you want to live or die, you are not the one who has the final say. Your life and death are the king's rule. You are born if you want to live, you will die if you want to die."

"You think too much of yourself?" Yemo Chen hummed coldly: "I have always been the only one who can control the life and death of others. No one can control my life and death."

"Today." Nangong Yandao.

"We'll see."

Two people fight like a raging fire, no one left.

Yemo Chen had the upper hand in Kung Fu, but he didn't have anything to deal with the three tuntian cups. Therefore, only one person occupied one person, plus three tuntian cups.

At the beginning, I could handle it well, but later, it was not the same thing.

The moon is like frost in the side to see startled, scared, want to go forward to help, but do not know who should go to help.

I don't know how long it's been. In the end, she didn't hold back and yelled, "stop it, all of you

People who are in full swing, as if they have not heard what yuerusheng said, continue to fight there.

She looked at the night Mo Chen just avoid swallow day cup, was hit by Nangong Yan, a mouthful of blood suddenly spray out.

"Ah Chen..." Yuerushuang was nervous for a while, but she didn't dare to shout out. She was afraid that once she cried out, it would affect him. In that case, he would be beaten passively.

Fortunately, when she was distressed, she saw that Yemo Chen called Nangong Yan fiercely.At the beginning, he was very direct, but now, he also felt that he could use his brain. He made a false move. Seeing that Nangong Yan was deceived, he beat him hard on the other side.

This time, he is also particularly ruthless, nangongyan was hit by him, there is no doubt that nangongyan was also injured to spurt a mouthful of blood.

Of course, it's not the end. Instead, it's getting harder and harder.

Two people straight have a life and death posture, the moon like frost straight wring eyebrows.

They hit each other with one punch and I greet each other with one foot. They are all deadly.

If we continue to fight like this, maybe we can really tell the difference between the two. It's only a thousand injuries to the enemy and eight hundred losses to ourselves. Maybe both of them will die.

Nangongyan's life and death, she is not particularly worried, she is more worried about the night Mo Chen.

Seeing tuntian cup rush to Yemo Chen again and again, Yueru frost finally can't hold back and sprinkles a powder. While Nangong Yan is waving to see clearly, Yueru frost directly pulls Yemo Chen away.

"Why did you fight him like that? Are you dying? Nangongyan is a madman. Do you still care with a madman? " The moon is like frost, walking and talking.

"He wants my life, and I want theirs." Night Mo Chen explained.

"If you want nangongyan's life, there are many ways. Why do you have to use such violent means? I'm worried that you can't stand it, do you understand? " The moon is like frost.

The night Mo Chen embraces a person in the bosom, way: "your painstaking effort, I all understand, but, now missed the excellent opportunity, next time kill South Temple inflammation, not so easy."

"Not necessarily." The moon, like frost, smiles mysteriously and opens her hand at the same time.