Chapter 890

Listening to this, the one eyed monk stared at him, and said with a smile: "what are you thinking about? Think about leaving you a whole body? "

"No, no, I want you to think about it. Don't kill people casually. You know, once you do it, it's too late to regret." She said, smiling at them.

"Ha ha ha ha ha! Joke The one eyed man looked up and laughed, glanced at the little fire and hissed, "do you think I didn't know you put medicine in the fire? It's just that it doesn't work for us

In the middle of the night, a small fire was burning and the smoke was still blowing. It seemed that they were afraid that they did not know that he had used the medicine. However, they were the people who broke in outside. How could this little skill be invisible?

"I didn't say you didn't know! The soft muscle powder I bought outside is not good. The medicine tastes a little heavy, and it's a bit choking Tang Ning said with disgust.

Hearing this, the one eyed monk's face suddenly became gloomy, as if he had guessed something. He didn't talk to him any more and drank directly: "kill him!"

"Yes The friar with the axe on the other side responded, and one of them stepped forward and chopped at the child sitting at the table.

At the same time, Han Zhiji also came forward and stood in front of Tang Ning. The sharp sword in his hand attacked the friars. The two sides fought with each other. The friars holding the axe in their hands saw that they came forward again, ready to fight with more enemies and fewer enemies!

However, as soon as the battle was over, when the aura of spiritual power was surging in their bodies, they realized that something was different. The more they hit, the more pale they looked. Some people exclaimed, "holy power Our spiritual power is disappearing

"Bang!"

The man was distracted. He was kicked out and knocked down an ax gang.

"Master axe, our spiritual power Our spiritual power... "

Before entering the backyard, the faster the magic power disappeared, their faces were full of horror. Before entering the backyard, the axe master smelled the medicine in the air and asked them to take the antidote of ruanjin powder. However, the disappearance of the spirit breath on their bodies made them know that besides the soft muscle powder, there was another colorless and tasteless drug inhaled by them It causes the aura of psychic power to drain in battle.

Hearing them say that the spiritual power in his body is dissipated, the one eyed monk stares at the kid who smiles and squints his eyes. At the next moment, his figure rushes forward and reaches for him.

"Take the antidote

Looking at the outstretched hand grabbing at her, Downing's figure flashed, and his small figure leaped out in an instant. The fist he held contained the supreme prestige of the foundation builder, and he hit the man's abdomen with a fist.

"Bang!"

"Well!"

The one eyed monk didn't even have a chance to dodge with his fist. He felt that when the little fist fell on his body, it was as heavy as a hammer, and his viscera were almost scattered by the fist. The whole man flew back and heavily hit the ground.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

When the thumping sound of his body falling to the ground came out, a mouthful of blood also spewed out of his mouth. His body twitched, and he also felt that at this moment, the spirit breath in his body was gradually dissipating. The uncontrollable feeling made him panic inexplicably.

Strength is necessary for survival, especially for people like them. If they don't have the strength, they will not see the sun tomorrow!