At this moment, his heart rose with regret.

Because Muay is too strong! Strong enough to be cold.

And they made such an enemy for the ghost market.

If Mu 'an cannot be killed today, then the consequences of Mu 'an's continued growth in the future are unthinkable.

So today, Jun Mu Yan must die!

Cao Wen's eyes glistened with cold light. “Gentlemen, this man, we can no longer live. ”

The other three judges were similarly aggravated and nodded slowly.

Surrounded by an ice cream in the middle, the blue blouse is already bloody.

She is in a bad situation today, and under the siege of five people, she has consumed most of her inner air.

Cao Wendo's hand made her chest painful.

Even if she avoided the attacks of these four men and was in the ghost market, she had no escape.

For Muang, this is already a dead end.

It is the desperate state of fear and panic that should befall anyone.

But under such desperate circumstances, Muang laughed.

A pair of peach blossom eyes filled with demons, such as water cloaking fog, and a flame slowly burst from the bottom of her eyes.

That's excitement, that's freaking out, that's craving for battle.

She wanted to see how far she could go without the help of an Apocalypse.

She would also like to know the exact geometry of her strength four years into the mountains.

The long sword drew a magnificent curve in the void, pointing the blade tip in the direction of Cao Wendo, “Want to kill me? Then let's see if you can do it! ”

= = =

On the streets of Cheyenne City, two shadows swept by like lightning.

Seeing the shadow on the back of the monarch on a cold night behind him, he felt the horrible, almost uncontrollable pressure emanating from him, and the whole person was simply bad.

Ghost Market is trapped in Miss Jun, and wants to kill Miss Jun!

Jesus Christ, isn't that what you're looking for?

No, not only do you want to die, but you want the whole martial arts continent to be buried with these idiots!

If Miss Jun really has any damage.

I can't imagine how angry the King would be and how he would react on a cold night.

Those idiots in Ghost Market, why don't you just kill yourself and leave the others alone?

“Who? The ghost market is blockaded, no one has to...”

Before the ghost speech at the gates of the ghost market was finished, a sudden spit of blood flew all the way out.

The cold nights followed the emperor and unhindered access to the ghost market to recover.

As more buildings become ruined, the smell of blood grows stronger, and the breath emanating from the emperor's body grows scarier.

Even on the cold night behind him, Cesar trembled.

Not to mention the ghost in the ghost market, they didn't even get close enough to pass out the foam in their mouths.

Just for a few moments, they've come to the location of the drug warehouse.

Here, it can no longer be called a warehouse, but a rubble.

The air smells bloody.

Five shadows wrapped around Mori Cold's knife-light sword shadow.

The cold night set eyes and saw the young girl surrounded by five innate strong men, covered in blood, suddenly took a breath of cool air.

Now, my lord is going crazy!

His thoughts have not yet fallen, and the emperor's figure has been emptied, and a mighty mountain of airflow has poured out like the sea.

Cao Wendo's four men suddenly couldn't defend themselves. He suddenly bled out and flew out backwards.