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Three hundred and seventieth chapters war falling dust

Zhuang Xiaoya couldn't understand why the man in gray in front of her showed such a grudge to her, as if she had killed her relatives.

He and the man in gray were obviously not masked, but the man in gray was not like this. The hatred in his eyes was particularly clear.

The most important thing is that the man in gray called out Zhuang Xiaoya's name.

"Zhuang Xiaoya! I want you to die!" The phantom of the black dragon finally crushed the figure behind Zhuang Xiaoya. With his roar, the Breaking Sky Nail rushed towards Zhuang Xiaoya again with the power of killing!

"stop!"

At this moment, a shocking shout sounded, and a purple lightning was lit up from the sky, and a terrifying storm instantly wrapped the man in gray!

"Geng, Xin, Ren and Gui, the eight heavenly Dings. I am urgently ordered my mouth and my heart. Wumen has an order to give me a finger! The 72 golden needles of Wumen will kill all the evil demons and demons in the world!"

At the critical moment, Yan Ning finally used the thunder and fire storm formed by the seventy-two golden needles and the thunder and fire curse to completely eliminate Peng Xiaoyu. Then the storm did not diminish and went to Zhuang Xiaoya without hesitation, saving her life.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Yan Ning came to Zhuang Xiaoya, holding the Mingpo Knife in one hand and supporting her up with the other.

Zhuang Xiaoya was still in shock and her face was pale: "Just... it seemed like Li Yaxuan saved me just now!"

After hearing this, Yan Ning couldn't help but look strange: "Really?"

"Otherwise... I can't block his attack!" Zhuang Xiaoya answered seriously.

Yan Ning's eyes were slightly closed, and he looked at the man in gray in the thunder and fire storm, and his face changed: "Is it him?"

"Do you know him?" Zhuang Xiaoya said in surprise.

Yan Ning's face was gloomy: "His name is Luo Chen..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of blood suddenly flashed in the thunder and fire storm. Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the storm formed by seventy-two golden needles was cut open a crack, and the seventy-two golden needles quickly became scattered.

The man in gray jumped out of the crack and landed lightly on the ground. His head, hidden in his hood, raised slightly, looked at Yan Ning, silent.

His gray clothes were not moving at all.

"Is it you who want to kill Uncle Peng?" Yan Ning called back the golden needle, took the Ming Bang Sword and took two steps forward, and said coldly.

"I didn't expect that it would be you two to protect Peng Jun." Luo Chen stood up, and played with the broken dome nail with his hands wearing coarse cloth gloves, completely ignoring Yan Ning's gaze that was about to kill.

"I was not in the mood to kill someone last time. This time, you don't want to leave." Yan Ning's eyes exuded a strong murderous intent, waiting for Luo Chen without any concealment.

Luo Chen is the murderer who killed his best brother. When he meets again, how could Yan Ning let him go?

bite--

Luo Chen bounced the dome nail and made a crisp sound: "You two join forces, I really can't do anything to you, but I want to leave, and no one can stop you."

"Try it."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Ning had already rushed out. Every time he fell along the way, he broke a marble slab. A low roar came from his throat, and the Ming Po Knife slashed at Luo Chen hard!

"Very good, very good!" Luo Chen laughed and picked up the dome-breaking nail and met it. The two magic weapons collided, and a dazzling spark was emitted. The harsh sound echoed in the crematorium. In a few breaths, the two had fought for several rounds!

"I'll help you!" Of course, Zhuang Xiaoya would not watch from the side, and also joined the battle circle. However, she had no weapons and could only use a few spells from time to time to interfere with Luo Chen.

Soon, Yan Ning had a judgment on Luo Chen's strength. This guy in a shabby gray clothes had a higher strength than Yan Ning!

If there is a comparison to measure it, it is even more powerful than the ghost king Li Yaxuan in Juehai Prison! The ghost minister may not last for a hundred rounds in his hands!

The stronger Luo Chen was, the more Yan Ning's murderous intent became. The Ming Po Sword seemed to break the night sky and slashed towards Luo Chen frantically!

With Zhuang Xiaoya helping, Luo Chen's pressure suddenly increased a lot. Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya cooperated tacitly, Luo Chen suffered a few losses in their hands. There were a few holes on the coarse gray coat that were burned by Zhuang Xiaoya's palm, but they were not seriously injured.

"Luo Chen! Accept it!" Yan Ning shouted.

"Snatch it? I said, if I want to leave, you can't stop it!" Luo Chen snorted coldly and summoned the black dragon phantom in the Breaking Dome Pill again. But this time, Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya were prepared and immediately took back all the golden needles and formed a golden barrier in front of the two of them.

What surprised the two was that the black dragon did not attack them, but floated in the air. Looking down, Luo Chen actually ran away without any intention of fighting!

"Damn!" Yan Ning cursed softly, but he didn't expect that Luo Chen, who seemed extremely profound, would not have any face when he ran away.

It's a bit like Fatty Du's style, Yan Ning sighed in his heart.

"What should I do?" Zhuang Xiaoya asked.

"You are here to protect Uncle Peng, I'll chase him!"

After Yan Ning finished speaking, the wind blew under his feet and followed Luo Chen and chased him out.

Before Zhuang Xiaoya could say anything, Yan Ning chased her out.

"Real!" Zhuang Xiaoya sighed. When Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya appeared at the same time, Luo Chen obviously had no desire to fight against the two.

He even forgot to kill Peng Jun.

So Luo Chen wanted to run away, and Zhuang Xiaoya felt that not chasing was the best choice, but she understood Yan Ning, Fatty Du's life and death were uncertain, and Yan Ning wanted to catch Luo Chen and ask clearly.

After sighing, Zhuang Xiaoya turned around and smiled at Peng Jun and said, "Uncle Peng, it's okay, the bad guy has escaped."

Peng Jun was still shocked: "That person... do you know him?"

Zhuang Xiaoya didn't know how to answer. Judging from the reactions of Yan Ning and Luo Chen, Yan Ning must have seen Luo Chen, but he didn't tell him, and for some reason.

Xing Zheng and Teng Yi didn't come back to their senses either. The battle just now was too terrible and almost only appeared in the movie, but they appeared alive in front of them.

Peng Jun's mind was obviously better than Xing Zheng and Teng Yi. He quickly accepted the reality and looked at the piece of coke on the ground not far away. He couldn't help but walk over with trembling body.

Xing Zheng followed Peng Jun, fearing that he would faint from sorrow that he would be overly sad, but this did not happen. Peng Jun just stood in front of the charcoal, burst into tears.

Teng Yi came to Zhuang Xiaoya and asked in a low voice: "What have you done recently? Why have you become so powerful..."
Chapter completed!
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