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Chapter 92

Suddenly, a large pillar five meters away from Wang Xu flew out of it.

The strong wind surrounded the sword and shot over with Wang Xu at a speed that he had no time to react.

The scream sounded, and Wang Xu's body was immediately penetrated by the sword energy. The approaching pillar made Wang Xu's chest even more cracked and brittle sound.

Wang Xu blew blood on his mouth, and his body was directly lifted by the huge impact force and threw it far behind him.

My body that was on the ground wanted to struggle to get up, but I struggled to repay you again...

Blood splattered from her forehead, and a finger-sized light penetrated her eyebrows.

The angry man looked at the mouth of blood that was spurted out by the woman before her death, raised his right foot and kicked the woman again.

The woman, who had died, was kicked away and threw her back heavily.

He withdrew his angry gaze and was about to leave, when suddenly a bloodthirsty cold light appeared in the jungle behind the woman.

Under this cold light, even though he was the heartbeat and his body trembled uncontrollably.

This is a monster at the fourth level of the middle stage of the Chuwu period?...

Bastard, bastard...

At this moment, he finally realized that the woman sprayed a mouthful of blood at him before her death, not insulting him.

Instead, it was to attract this adult monster, because the blood that was always held in the woman's mouth and was only sprayed out before death was the blood of the child monster that had long disappeared and had been killed by the woman.

You bitch...

Looking at the woman's body, the person who came was furious and roared with a ferocious look.

The monster at the fourth level of the middle stage of the first martial arts is not a powerful existence he can deal with now.

The man who couldn't help but fear in his heart, without thinking, stepped on his quick body movement to escape.

But when he had just stepped out his feet, his body was suddenly wrapped around a slender, barbble-covered tongue.

No, I can't die, ahhhhh...

The man's expression changed drastically, and he let out a scream and struggled, but he was still pulled into the gloomy jungle behind him by his tongue.

The birds and beasts around ran and screamed in shock, and the man's scream suddenly disappeared into the deafening roar of the beast.

After a long time, Meng Yang, who had been hiding behind a tree, walked out with his breath.

He sighed with a slightly complicated expression, walked towards the dead Wang Xu, and reached out to grab the storage ring.

Then he walked to the woman, looked at the two lines of tears on her face, and remained silent and was stunned for a long time.

What you do is different, why bother to practice yourself? The consequences are not the same.

In the next life, I'd better be a stupid girl.

Meng Yang took a deep breath and waved to the woman's storage bag was also held in her hand.

Looking deep in the black forest, Meng Yang radiated spiritual consciousness, and hesitated, and walked three steps to Yan Luo and left the place.

As for the storage ring that everyone snatched up on the man, it should be swallowed by the monster at this moment.

The monster at the fourth level of the middle stage of the Chuwu Martial Arts is not something that Meng Yang can deal with now. It is better to leave if you choose.

If he could make another choice, Meng Yang would never have come to the show. He really didn't expect that there would be such a cold scene in this seemingly calm cultivation world.
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