Gamers Are Fierce - Chapter 537

[, Chapter 536, the sky]

The quaint long sword penetrated the eye socket and stabbed out from the back of the head. The

red blood was engulfed by the red lotus karmic fire before it slipped from the tip of the sword.

The ferocious expression on the face of the white-browed old man instantly became stiff and rigid,

and the look in his eyes quickly disappeared, as if he had fallen into some kind of confusion.

The red lotus karmic fire is still burning, although it is close at hand, but no heat can be felt.

Even if the host dies, the fire cannot be reduced, but it deflagrates further,

spreading like a snake along the blade of the sword.

Li Ang loosened the hilt of the sword, and released a [Shard Scattering], knocking the body of the white-browed old man away from a distance, and

he lightly landed on the ground with the thrust, flicking his black cloak, dashing and freehand.

If this Siemens face can be a little more handsome, it will definitely capture countless hearts.

“Young Master! Calm down!” The

swollen Song Jie used his arms to clamp Gong Yang Han’s body, and shouted sternly: “Senior, his sacrifice is to buy time for you to escape!

You can’t live up to revenge. His pains!!”

You let me go!

Gong Yanghan’s face was ashen, and the blue veins at the corners of his eyes burst out.

The white-browed old man watched him grow up, and he was also a servant and a teacher to him.

The teacher was murdered in front of his eyes, how could he not be completely broken?

But at the moment, his mana is lacking, and his subordinates are dead and wounded. Nearby

are the unpredictable Siemens Taoist, and far away there is the silently peeping Wu Dewei Tiqi,

“Let me go!”

Gong Yanghan roared, and his arms went out with all his strength. Support, want to break free from Song Jie’s bondage.

However, this fellow doesn’t know what medicine he took wrong, his brute force is comparable to that of a demon,

Gong Yang Han’s ribs were almost broken due to the hoop, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn’t even breathe.

“No! I won’t let it go,”

Song Jie roared righteously,

a root of mycelium had grown under his eyelids, and his entire face was swollen like being stung by a poisonous bee, “If I let go of the young master , you will definitely rush up and fight with the Siemens Taoist!

Even if you sacrifice your life today, you will definitely protect you!”

If you don’t let me go, I will die!

Gong Yang Han was so angry that he hit Song Jie’s waist and abdomen with an elbow behind him.

Taking advantage of the gap between the latter’s slightly loosening his arms, he suddenly broke free,

twisted his body and slapped Song Jie’s face with his palm.

He had endured Song Jie for a long time. At this time, he shot in anger, and

actually smashed Song Jie’s entire head into pieces, and personally ended up killing the last White Lotus sect who followed him.

Pushing, pushing,

Song Jie’s headless body took a few steps back, swayed to his knees, his

body continued to expand, and endless pale mycelium grew out of the skin pores all over his body, like a round and flawless dandelion. .

Gong Yang Han ignored Song Jie’s corpse, and while running the little mana left to resist the erosion of mycelium in his body, he

reached out and touched his arms,

ready to take out the secret treasure with great side effects, activate the treasure, so that he can escape from this underground palace escape in.

As long as he can escape from here, he can ask his father Guangmu Dharma for help, attracting thousands of white lotus elites to level Luzhou City!

Let Wu Dewei, Xichang and Siemens all pay the price! !

The rain

of arrows and arrows tore through the air, and several flying swords swept across the ground.

In the distance, Wu Dewei Tiqi saw Gongyang Han taking out a wrinkled talisman paper, but he didn’t bother to remind Siemens Taoist, and

hurriedly shot to stop Gongyanghan before he tore the talisman paper.

The quaint flying sword shattered the layers of barriers on Young Master Bai Lian’s body, and the cluster of steel arrows penetrated Gong Yang Han’s body, causing him to vomit a mouthful of scarlet blood,

but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He held the talisman paper firmly with his palm, feeling the crazy desire to devour the talisman paper itself, and

resolutely put all his mana energy and even his future life into it,

bit by bit, put the cinnabar talisman paper into it. Slowly tearing apart

the low and resentful voice of “Young Master”

suddenly sounded in front of him, Gong Yanghan only felt the darkness in front of him, looked up subconsciously,

and saw a giant dandelion flying in front of him.

Song Jie, who had no head, was floating in midair, his body swollen like a balloon.

From the cross-section of his broken neck, he made a low, hoarse voice, “Where are you? Why can’t I see you?”

Gong Yanghan’s scalp exploded . , regardless of the talisman paper’s pressing on his own longevity, he desperately tore the talisman paper.

“I found it.”

Song Jie floated the neck of his body, aimed at Gong Yanghan, who was full of horror, and

pinched the wrist of Young Master Bai Lian with both hands,

“So, you are here!”

Bang!

Song Jie exploded violently, the

flames shot into the sky, and the shock wave of the explosion directly lifted several flying swords that swooped in, slapped them heavily on the stone wall, fell to the ground, and stopped moving.

In the distance, Li Yushan and Yu Qingqiu reluctantly opened their eyes blinded by the strong light and looked intently.

Only the place where Song Jie was floating was empty, and the bluestone floor tiles below were gone, leaving a charred sunken earth pit.

And that Gong Yang Han only had a pair of charred calves left standing in place, and the

rest of his body was scattered to the underground palace.

Young Master Bai Lian died.

“Alas,” the

Siemens Taoist sighed and shook his head gently, “the love between master and servant is really touching. It’s a

pity that these white lotus sects led the battle before the war, surrendered during the war, took credit after the war, and had no internal strife. ,

Gathering is a piece of shit, and scattering is scattered in the sky,

such a loose group has no enthusiasm, but it is not destined to become a major event.”

[End of this Chapter]