Realms In The Firmament

A few moments later, a number of killers finally feared that these people had really killed Fengjun, gained a great deal of credit and slowly moved forward a few more steps.

“How dare you! Look at my death!” Ye chuckles is another wave of hands.

Again, the crowd backed away in a series of brushes.

However, there is still nothing...

I can't help but wonder what happened to the more than a dozen people who laughed at the siege. Shaking? Or collective shaking?

This Fengjun just sounds like he shouted 'Look at my poison’ or something. Then thousands of killers around him shook up neatly and then backed off desperately...

But there's no poison.

What the hell are these guys doing? And what's wrong with the group?

Slowly, the person gathered up again, again surrounded by four sides...

“Look at my poison!” Ye laughed and shouted.

Wu La La...

Collective retreat!

“Look at my poison! ”

“Wow...”

“Look at my poison! ”

“Look at my poison...”

The crowd finally did not retreat.

Just a cold, poisonous look at Ye smile.

This bastard, that kind of poison should be gone, but he's been bluffing here for so long...

He, this guy really lacks virtue, he actually plays this uninterrupted intimidation tactic continuously. Fortunately, the new dozen assassins have limited strength. Although the wind is making them dangerous, even though they have forced them into desperate situations several times, they are always a little close, failing to let them die. Fortunately!

Wouldn't it be unjust if those people had picked cheaper in front of us?!

“Look at me...” Ye laughed again.

“Look at you! Let's go! ”

Everyone shouted "Boom”, brushing together the collective rush!

Never smile again and say what you see about my poison.

Look at you!

Don't you know you're not poisoned? Do you really think we're fools?

Ye snorted coldly, and his hands shouted at the gourd as usual!

“Look at my life-taking poison! ”

Another loud shout, totally the same as before... just seems more powerful!

One of the first killers scolded angrily: "Look at you, you dead man. Look, if you can do this, you poison me, I'll see to you! ”

But the next moment his face changed quickly, becoming a dead grey color, full of despair!

Because he really saw —— Ye laughed this time, and there was actually a blast of black fog exploding.

This time, the staff is more concentrated.

A black mist burst away.

Surrounded by the impatient rush of a dry killer, within dozens of metres of the mainland, no one is spared!

“Itchy... itchy...”

A few masked assassins in black who had been sieging Ye Laugh screamed at the same time, and then reached out and scratched...

“Itchy...” There are also many people around, such as screaming, among them a black masked man, after finding himself itchy, terrified, remembering the tragic situation of the recruiters just now, suddenly collapsed, actually cried out in despair...

I just saw what happened to those people, and in this batch, can you not know what will happen to you?

“I was wrong... Feng Gunzhou, please, please, forgive me, save me...”

One man scratched his body, his face, screaming for help, kneeling down, smiling at Ye Bang Bang: “Help me, help me... please...”

Ye smiled coldly at him. He looked coldly all around him and shouted. In his own eyes, all the killers scratched with desperation were as cold as ice and snow, and Xiao Xue killed endlessly.

There are also people who forcibly control where they don't scratch, but work their fate to push the poison out.

But is this poison from the upper realm, more of a combination or an endless amount of space, made by the eggs themselves, or can they be forced to do the low-shade cultivation now? These people stuck together for only a little while, and then they started reaching out and scratching uncontrollably, itching... they felt so good...

A moment later.

Hundreds more tragic corpses appear to have been found on the ground, more than before.

Look around at all the killers who want to kill Wind Constellation, now move back together and brush back.

Everyone's eyes are full of fear!

Looking at this wind throne is like seeing an ancient god demon.

Just wave, wave... more than a thousand famous characters in the river and lake, so die!

What is this means?

What poison is this?

These weird, rhythmic, domineering poisons no one has even heard of!

For example, Suki poison, the famous poison king on the Cold Yang mainland, poison queen, poison hegemony, etc., is not enough to look at, I don't think even give the wind lifting shoes qualification, it's really too hegemonic!

On the other side, on the roof.

The scene in front of Ning Bilai and Zhao Pingtian is also stunning!

Your Majesty... when did you have such a poison in your hand?

Ning Bilai sighed softly: “Or we should have thought that a Dandao Dead Master, since he can refine and produce Danyun Shendan, what is rare about refining and producing Danyun Poison Dan, and being able to resurrect death, not necessarily to cause life and death, but in reverse, the drug-dead have never been easier than the drug-living, right? ”

Zhao Pingtian nodded profoundly!

“Windstorm, you are so despicable! We're all in this together. Why are you using these vicious methods? Aren't you afraid of retribution?” There was a masked killer in black shouting, scared, scared and angry!

How could he use such a vicious technique?

We came to kill him, but... there's a reason why he can't use such horrible poison...

Everyone looked strange when they said that.

The shadow flash.

Pā!

The killer you were talking to was slapped in the face by a shadow!

In front of him, he shows the gloomy figure of the infinite Holy Lord.

“Being a killer, killing or being killed! For enemy opponents, victory and defeat is the ultimate necessity. As long as you can kill people, it's a good means. As a killer, you actually say such words, you lose the face of the same people in Jianghu! ”

The Epiphany of the Infinite Holy Lord said: “Are you allowed to kill only people, but not to protect yourself? How can a next generation like this be a killer? ”

“Nice!” On the other side, Liu Changjun shouted, “Lord Infinity, it makes sense for me to hear you speak for the first time. Nice, these people are defiling the sacred and great profession of the killer! It's a shame to die. It's time for Ling to die late. Kill the Nine! ”

The killers looked at each other in disdain...

Assassination?

Holy and great profession?

This… where do we begin?