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The light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and the burning flame was instantly extinguished.

"Zi"

The moment the flames went out, the whole car began to emit a puff of scorched smoke.

Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly pulled Tiezhuo out of the car, and then looked in the direction of Mr. Chen, and was immediately stunned.

The air was filled with thick scorched smoke, and a strong wind swept over, blowing away the smoke and dust, and saw that Mr. Chen was still standing in his original position, without even taking a step.

The thin palm was held high in the air, exposing the arm that was already like firewood under the sleeve.

What is shocking is that he has such an arm that seems to have no muscles, but it is holding the drunken throat, lifting the person in the air, as easily as an eagle catching a chicken.

"woooooo"

The slender fingers were stuck on Jiudian's throat like a golden hoop, which made Jiudian's face turn red and purple, and blue veins bulged on his forehead.

Still struggling, but found that there is a huge disparity in strength between the two, which makes people desperate.

"too long"

Old man Chen narrowed his eyes into a slit, and caressed the Zhenling folder in his hand, as if muttering: "It's been too long."

While speaking, old man Chen punched the Zhenling clip.

"Bang! Boom!" With a cracking sound, countless exquisite parts split into several pieces in mid-air. In the shattered box, a bright red blood light suddenly diffused from it, turning the sky into a bright red.

It was burning like a bloody flame.

"Om" a big knife hangs from the blood, the blade is unpretentious, without the slightest texture and decoration.

But when he waved it, tearing it apart like howling ghosts and gods, Old Chen held the blade backwards in his hand, and the blood light seemed to cover it with a layer of blood solidified armor for a moment.

"too long!!!"

Old man Chen's voice came from it, full of madness and tyranny: "You have forgotten me for too long, and you have forgotten the fire under the pagoda for a long time, how did it burn?"

The moment the words fell, old man Chen waved his hand and threw Jiudian into the air. At the same time, he turned up the big knife in his hand, and a bloodstain pierced the sky.

"Pfft!!"

The moment the blood was splashed, the blood burned in the air.

Like pieces of scattered red fireworks, it attracted everyone's attention.

Under the blood fire, a head fell.

The vision in front of Jiudian's eyes spun rapidly in an instant, with horror and shock on his cheeks, and finally fell heavily from midair to the ground

Chapter 141: Mrs. Mosa

The blood was burning in the air like a flame. No one would have thought that when the blood turned into fuel, it would be so brilliant after burning.

Perhaps only the older generation can remember the meaning of the three words Futuhuo.

But most of these people have turned into dry bones, or are buried in the barren mountains on the front line, or in some unknown place, with an additional unnamed monument.

Anyone who can really remember the three characters of Futuhuo is counted as one person present.

Perhaps there are only a few old guys in the Wang family who can still clearly remember how the bright red fire almost burned half the sky of the Wang family.

No matter from the screen or in the Wang family's mansion, everyone saw the bright red light in the sky, and everyone's face became solemn.

"He!! Is this old guy crazy! He really dares to kill people from the union!!"

In the huge hall of the Wang family, the faces of several masters invited by the Wang family were extremely ugly for a moment.

I thought that no matter what the old man was, he was still an old man in the trade union.

Do you even dare to kill people from the trade union? ?

However, the bloody reality is now before them. A master like Jiudian, even someone who has been further trained by the trade union to advance to a high-level necromancer, old man Chen didn't even twitch his brows when he killed them.

For a moment, this made those who came here with the mentality of persuading fights feel a sudden retreat in their hearts.

"Mr. Wang, this is not quite the same as what you said before. We are here to persuade you to fight, not to fight. I have something to do, so I will leave first!"

Someone stepped forward and said decisively to leave.

This is no longer something they can participate in. Even if they offend the Wang family because of this, it is better than throwing their lives here.

Seeing this, the old man of the Wang family neither spoke to obstruct nor tried to persuade him to stay.

He just closed his eyes and meditated, as if he didn't take this matter to heart.

"coward!"

Before the man left, a man over half a century old, probably in his early fifties, sneered.

"Why panic, there are so many of us, are we still afraid of this old thing that is dying?"

The man has short, short hair that is white, but it is as strong as a hedgehog.

Plus a big man of nearly two meters, with broad shoulders and strong shoulders, when he stood up from the sofa beside him.

It gives people a sense of oppression like a mountain.

Every word and deed, with a very tough military style.

Anyone who is familiar with him knows that this guy is nicknamed Fire Bear, and he is a spiritual master who retired from the front line.

He is also known as a militant.

As soon as he opened his mouth, someone naturally followed suit.

"That's right, with so many of us, are we still afraid of him? If it's not clear, we will come to the dark. Let's all work together to pull him into the spiritual energy space, and consume him layer by layer. Are you afraid that he will not die? he!"

"Futuhuo, I have heard about this person's reputation before, but I have never had a chance to fight against him. I also really want to see what kind of superpowers the person who used to be known as the iron-blooded Futu has."

An old woman came out holding a black cane, her long hair was braided, and she walked step by step, surrounded by a little spiritual light.

This is the aura that will only appear after the spiritual power has reached a certain level.

Even if you don't drink the essence of psionic energy, you can still use the aura to capture the wandering psionic energy in nature.

And when they saw a string of black cross crystal bracelets on the old woman's wrist, everyone was in awe.

Chloe bracelet

This string of bracelets was named after the Battle of Chloe, 20 years ago, when the Fallen Masters split the guild.

Only those who made extremely high contributions in that battle will get the bracelet.

It is rumored that the bracelet was crafted from materialized psionic essence.

Wearing it on your body will increase your spiritual energy all the time, although the range is very small, pitifully small.

But it is also a treasure that ordinary people can't dream of.

Because the wearer will hardly have the burden of directly taking psionic essence.

Even a big-name family like the Wang family has no ability to obtain this string of bracelets from the union.

In other words, this is not only a treasure, but also an extremely proud glory.

Unexpectedly, even such a master was invited by the Wang family. No wonder Mr. Wang can sit on the Diaoyutai calmly at this time.

Seeing this, the one who was still yelling to leave also closed his mouth, and sat back in his seat calmly.

Just kidding, with such a big Bodhisattva, how big a wave can a little old man Chen make.

What the Wang family took out was real gold and silver, and the essence of light and psionic energy was only five bottles per person.

Not to mention other rare treasures.

If you leave at this time, you are really a fool.

"Get rid of it, Mrs. Mosa!"

The old man of the Wang family slightly opened his eyelids, and begged the old woman.

"Hmph! Remember that your royal family agreed to my request, 100 bottles of psychic essence, not one bottle less!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of the strange eyes of everyone present, he walked out, as if to see what kind of tricks this old man has.

"Boom!"

The blade fell heavily on the ground, cutting into the concrete road like cutting tofu.

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi was able to carefully see the whole picture of the knife.

The unpretentious appearance, even the handle of the knife handle is very ordinary, without decoration.

It was only after he quietly awakened a ray of spiritual energy into his eyes that he saw countless tiny cracks densely covering the blade.

Densely packed like fish scales all over the blade.

A faint red light is appearing and disappearing under the crack, and the scarlet light is flickering, like a dormant volcano, which will erupt at any time with a power that will shake the world.

"Little B!"

Old man Chen called out, and looked back at himself: "Are you afraid!"

The death of drunkenness, in the eyes of others, was old man Chen giving him a blow, but only Ding Xiaoyi knew that it was old man Chen pushing himself hard again.

Taking this step forward, tonight, if the goal is not achieved, old man Chen will not hesitate to wash the Wang family with blood.

"Not afraid!"

Ding Xiaoyi shook his head, put the still drunk Iron Claw aside, and then quickly followed old man Chen.

Seeing this, old man Chen's smile became stronger for a while, and he nodded: "Alright, alright, son, you follow me, tonight, I will show you what is Buddha Fire!"

As he said that, old man Chen raised his sword, held it against his shoulder, and walked towards the old castle of the Wang family step by step.

Wherever they passed, old man Chen flicked his fingers casually, and leaves rolled up and wrapped around the two of them.

The skinny fingers flicked lightly.

"Whoosh!"

I saw a leaf flying into the bushes, followed by a bang, as if someone fell to the ground.

"whoosh whoosh"

There are several leaves in a row, each one is like a bullet, and it is easy to penetrate the throat of these people as they fly by.

But to old man Chen, it was as simple as driving away a fly.

Ding Xiaoyi was alright at first, but then seeing old man Chen popping up the leaves faster and faster, he couldn't help feeling terrified.

The smell of blood in the air is getting heavier and heavier.

He walked step by step, but the distance was only about 200 meters. I didn't know how many people died at the hands of old man Chen.

However, Old Man Chen's killing made people tremble with fear. Although he felt his scalp tingling, he didn't even have any intention of persuading him.

Because he saw these people hiding in the dark, all holding firearms, even heavy weapons.

Old man Chen would be pre-emptive if he didn't strike first, and the muzzles of these black holes would probably be aimed at their heads.

"Chen Xinghe, you are going too far!"

When the two hadn't walked up the steps, a sneer sounded, and the surrounding space began to distort.

"Psionic space!"

Sensing the sudden change in the surrounding space, Ding Xiaoyi's expression changed, and he subconsciously took out a magnetic explosion ball from behind, and threw it towards the bottom.

However, after the magnetic explosion ball hit the ground, it just opened, and after flashing a little spark, it shattered and shattered.

The psychic magnetic field here is so strong that the magnetic field generated by the magnetic blast ball was instantly backlashed and crushed directly.

In the sky, under the shaking of the dim clouds, a huge face appeared above the heads of the two of them.

"Chen Xinghe, you also kill the members of the union, you also kill the members of the alliance, do you really think that no one can subdue you?"

Old man Chen didn't respond, but continued to lead Ding Xiaoyi forward.

While walking, he said in a low voice: "Remember, in the psychic space, some things may not be true, and some things may not be false. If you can't tell the truth from the false, go forward and give it a punch!"

What old man Chen said made people confused. Just when Ding Xiaoyi wanted to ask, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

A deserted manor appeared in front of him.

The house has long been abandoned, and there are broken walls everywhere.