The genius ruffian will defy the sky

Chapter 95 The one riding a white horse is not necessarily a prince
Hearing the roar of the hell skeleton, Sikong's heart shuddered coldly, and the movements of his hands could not help but increase a bit. Although she knew very well that the hell skeleton might have woken up, but she didn't want to give up this one. A huge killer that has worked hard for a long time.

In particular, she knew better in her heart that there was only one ghost fire bomb left on this mountain bag. If she gave up, then she dared to say that this damn hell skeleton would definitely use the killer weapon among the killer weapons. attack yourself...

Damn it, this big guy needs tens of thousands of ice shields to stop it, and the big guy probably won't sleep again this time.

So Sikong coldly and decisively hugged the huge ghost fire bomb with both hands, and then struggled with his arms, and actually pulled out the big ghost fire bomb vigorously, and then she said nothing. Received it in the interspatial ring, then jumped up and ran towards the mountain bag, without even looking back.

"Roar, roar, roar..." Hell Skeleton was really angry this time. He never thought that the human being who looked like a small reptile in his eyes would not be hit by the ghost fire bomb he had released before. It was destroyed, but her two ghost fire bombs disappeared inexplicably. Not to mention, she even dared to touch the ghost fire bomb that she buried in her lair, and even put her biggest and most important ghost fire bomb. The bullet is gone, anger, anger, this is the last emotion left by this hell skeleton, and the only way to appease him is to kill that little reptile-like human.

So Sikong ran wildly in front of him coldly, while the hell skeleton followed closely behind with his powerful long legs...

Sikong listened coldly to the footsteps of the hell skeleton behind him getting closer and closer, and finally turned his head to look back... Damn it, the long legs really have an advantage, look at that step of his Up to seven or eight steps...

Seeing that the hell bones were getting closer and closer to him, Sikong gritted his molars coldly, then turned his hands and took out two ghost fire bombs, held them in his hands, and then threw them towards the hell bones behind him .

Sikong Leng Leng's sight is good, and the size of the Hell Skeleton is really big, and the distance is still close, so when you throw it accurately, two hell fire bombs bloom on Hell Skeleton's body the...

"Boom!" There were two sounds, and the movement of the hell bones stopped. Although the two ghost fire bombs could not kill him, they also hurt his body, so the roar of the hell bones became louder: " Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo..."

My own ghost bomb was stolen by a reptile-like and weak human being who I looked down upon at all, and now this reptile-like weak human being is actually attacking me with my own ghost bomb... This is really unbearable for my uncle, but not for my aunt. The green phosphorus flames in the eye sockets of the hell bones were beating crazily. He was staring at Sikong Lengleng, he wanted to kill this weak human being, he wanted to kill her...

Sikong turned his head coldly and glanced at the wounds on the skeleton of hell that were blown out by the fire bombs, but twitched the corners of his mouth: "What the hell, is your defense so amazing that neither of the two fire bombs exploded?" Die, shit, it's too much..."

Although he knew that if he was willing to use the killing weapon among the killing weapons, this hell skeleton would definitely die, but Sikong was coldly reluctant. Even if that big guy was kept to scare people, I'm afraid even the legendary strong You must be terrified... So Sikong decided coldly and decisively that he must not use the killer weapon among the killer weapons.

So she flipped her hand and took out two ghost fire bombs again. This time she aimed at the place where the hell bones were injured before. Since you can't kill you with one bomb, then I will bomb it a few more times. She wants to see it. How many bombs can one place on this guy hold?

"Bah bah!" Then there were two more bangs, and the two ghost fire bombs exploded on the wounds on the hell bones.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho..." This time, the voice was not only filled with anger, but also pain. There was no way this guy knew the pain.

Turning his head to look at the wound that had obviously doubled in size, Sikong laughed coldly: "Hey, this trick seems to be quite effective, so let's continue, big guy!"

So Sikong coldly took out two ghost fire bombs again, and this time they successfully exploded at the wounds of the hell bones...

And after this time, although the hell bones still kept roaring, but for some reason, the sound became much quieter, and he looked at the direction Sikong ran coldly, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes, At the same time, the speed under his feet also slowed down. Although he was unwilling, it was obvious that he wanted to give up and continue chasing.

However, Sikong Leng Leng didn't care about it, but she was thinking deeply. She just wanted to escape from the hell bones, so taking advantage of the slow speed of the hell bones, she successfully widened the gap between herself and the hell bones. distance.

"Roar!" Looking at Sikong Leng Leng, Hell Skeleton finally let out an unwilling roar, then turned around resolutely and left quickly. It can be seen that the speed of leaving was comparable to the speed of chasing Sikong Leng Leng before. .

"Phew, this guy is finally gone!" Sikong stopped coldly, turned his head to look at the tall and majestic back of the hell skeleton in the distance, and finally heaved a sigh of relief...

But the breath was not over, she heard a series of horseshoes sounding, a very bad feeling hit her heart, Sikong looked coldly in the direction of the horseshoes, and then she only felt her own Her mind froze a bit, damn it, damn it, now that she finally knows why that bastard from hell would leave so relentlessly, she dares to feel sorry for herself this time...

The one who rides the white horse is not necessarily a prince, but the one who rides this thing must be...

(End of this chapter)