Chapter 1600

The big deacon in the process of running away was suddenly covered with fear. He flashed to the side with the force of conditioned reflex. The sharp knife ran across his body and took away two pieces of meat from the edge of his thigh and the right side of his shoulder. The blood was raging. He opened his mouth and roared in pain, but he did not dare to stay and run away.

Terrible! It's horrible!

It must be the "divine power Walker" of the older generation. When he was a pawn, he followed Lord Abraham to fight with these people. What kind of fear and unimaginable extraordinary strength it was was, so far, he did not dare to recall it. It was a nightmare that remained in his heart forever.

No one can imagine why flesh and blood can have that kind of terrible destructive power, but also can't understand how to do it. Those people are faster than the dexterous ape, more violent than the swift beast, more terrifying than the steel weapon.

Once the most proud bloodthirsty become weak under those people's hands. The tough body that can be hard shouldered by the machine will be cut into two parts by each other's knife light. A finger can make them stiff for several hours. Everything is magic, but much more terrible than magic.

These mysterious figures who silently protect the Eastern Central Plains never appear in history, but they will come down from the sky at the most critical moment and kill all the foreigners who dare to fish the treasure of the Central Plains.

All the people in the West know that if they want to go to the Eastern Central Plains, they must be well behaved and have a serious reputation. Who said that in the past, someone will appear in front of you.

No matter which sect they come from in the Central Plains, they will not hesitate to put the great righteousness of the Central Plains in the first place. Unless they are sure that you have no malice, they will never stop chasing and killing.

"Can you run with me?" Meng Changfeng rose from the sky, rose and fell on the tall obstacles around him, and rushed to the front of the big deacon. His machete was shining cold, staring at him coldly, "the monster is dead!"

The big deacon roared wildly and ran back desperately. Turning around, he just saw Yin Ziyu lazily get up from the ground, patted the dust on his body and aimed his gun at him.

The big Deacon's whole body was shocked, and he stopped. His body contracted quickly and became normal. His face was lost. It seemed that he was so stimulated that he lost his passion for running for life. He just looked at Yin Ziyu and didn't even care about Meng Changfeng's coming. He put him in his hand.

"Don't kill him yet." Yin Ziyu stops Meng Changfeng's action, takes out a cigarette to light it, squints his eyes and takes a hard breath. He looks around at those night eaters who are in a state of stupidity, and he laughs.

Because of the Deacon's crazy escape, these monsters who think they have the right to win have not responded so far. After seeing what happened, their boss has changed from a winner to a prisoner.

Pa Pa Pa, the big deacon was Meng Changfeng point end acupoints thrown to the ground, a foot on it.

The old devil is involved in the problem of Yang maozi. He has changed his muddle headed state in the past. He is fierce and energetic. Many scenes in the past are recalled from his mind like a movie, and gradually show the supremacy of a school. Obviously, many things have come to mind.

"I'll give you a chance to see your performance." Yin Ziyu glanced at Zhongwei and others and stood still.

The night eaters were quite straightforward. Several people ran out one after another and injected the blades. Soon they resumed their action.

But the night eaters refused. As the opponent of hundreds of years of life and death enmity, can not take the opportunity to kill is quite convergence.

Mu en Da Si will also return to his brother's side, did not take the opportunity to ask Yin Ziyu to help him. May always be reciting a low war song, perhaps for him, this is the most trustworthy means.

With the people around Yin Ziyu standing up one by one, the Deacon finally gave up hope. There is a real power Walker here, any resistance is futile.

"King, give me the man. I promise I will not act until I leave the Central Plains. " Mu En will take the lead in speaking. According to the relationship between them and Yin Ziyu's identity, he should not refuse.

As expected, Yin Ziyu shrugged, and his expression didn't matter.

The Deacon suddenly said: "Mr. K, if you want to open the snow top palace, only the gold key is useless, and you have to have the blood of our ancestors to enter."

"Fuck you!" Meng Changfeng was so angry that he slapped his mouth. "Xueding Tiangong is the mausoleum of our Wulin alliance leader in the Central Plains. How can it have anything to do with you damned monsters!"

The big Deacon's face immediately swelled up, but he still pulled out a smile and said vaguely: "whether you admit it or not, it's true. We have been desperately trying to come to the Central Plains for hundreds of years, just to find the root of our origin. "Meng Changfeng was so angry that he wanted to fight again, but he was stopped by Yin Ziyu: "old ghost, stop, kill this guy. Maybe it's really inconvenient."

What other people don't know is clear. He knows some things.

"I got the key from them. I'm afraid the news of Xueling heavenly palace came from them. I've been outside for a few years, and the reputation of Xueding Tiangong is so rampant that even I'm quite curious. "

Speaking of this, Yin Ziyu came to the Deacon with a cigarette in his mouth: "if you didn't mean to publicize this, a Wulin alliance leader's mausoleum in the hinterland of the Central Plains, shouldn't it be so famous?"

Meng Changfeng immediately understood and glared at the Deacon: "chonima, for hundreds of years, there have always been countless foreigners sneaking to the Central Plains. It turned out that you were behind your back to instigate them!"

The chief Deacon's mouth and nose are bleeding. He can only beg for mercy. Meng Changfeng uses his internal power in every slap. If it wasn't for his strong fighting ability, he would have been brainwashed.

"This old gentleman, no matter what you say is right or not, I am not the one who gives advice and implements it. If you beat me to death, there will be no chance for everyone to enter Xueding temple. "

"You threaten me?" Meng Changfeng raised his hand again. Yin Ziyu played a snowflake and said, "old devil, I still like your crazy appearance. I'm not happy about this. People are talking to me. OK? "

Meng Changfeng looked at his hand, as if he had found a new world: "did the old bastard teach you the magic power of the finger? Good, good, bullying. I don't care, mad. I haven't been wronged yet! "