The oily bottle nodded.

  "If you can go in, you still have to kill it and attack the main body directly!"

  Feng Baoer did not speak.

  Lift the bone claw knife and swim again.

  Blades fly.

  The stuffy oil bottle followed.

  Constantly jumping, the ancient Wujin knife rolled up the unicorn fire.

  Weakened Green Smoke.

  Smoke shrouded in.

  Lu Yan alone fought against King Zhou of Shang.

  This guy has two arms and two wings.

  And there's a tail that's haunted.

  A little bit of a hurry.

  But his mouth cannon still did not stop.

  "Brother, now that you have turned into such a ghost, do you still have the ability to be like your concubine?"

  "Let me see if you still have it!"

  "Ah this!"

  "You really don't have to ride a horse!"

  "poor guy."

  "You don't even have anything, why don't you just be generous and give me your Daji?"

  "Hey hey hey, although you look like a ghost now, there is one thing to say that your wife is awesome."

  "By the way, how did you get put in the coffin?"

  "You mustn't have climbed in by yourself, right?"

  "Ah, is it being stuffed in by someone?"

  "It's too miserable? Can you tell me who was killed by you?"

  "..."

  He babbled on and on.

  King Zhou of Shang should still have some sanity and be able to understand a small amount of words.

  He was furious with his mouth cannon.

  "die!"

  "die!"

  "die!"

  He was shaking violently.

  The miserable green smoke turned into a giant sword as if it had life, and cut across his back.

  What the hell!

  Lu Yan's face darkened.

  A cross-knife pick.

  Fly the two Tang knives on his back.

  The black iron horizontal knife in his hand vibrated.

  Provoking two Tang knives to stab King Zhou of Shang in the face!

  Simultaneously.

  The black iron slashed horizontally.

  Slash directly at his neck.

  "Dog thing, you are a thing that has survived for thousands of years, that is, you are fighting against Lao Tzu with the accumulation of thousands of years."

  "Actually, he's a timid rat!!"

  "Watch grandpa teach you what a man's fight is today!"

  He dropped the defense entirely.

  The two swords went straight to the heart of King Zhou of Shang.

  "Dangdangdang..."

  The thorns formed by the miserable green smoke fell on Lu Yan's body fiercely.

  The sound of gold and iron symphony was mixed with the muffled sound of tearing flesh and blood.

  Blood splashes!

  "Pfft!"

  The black iron horizontal knife slashed down.

  It fell on the neck of King Zhou of Shang.

  moment!

  Blast a blood hole.

  It wasn't blood that came out of it!

  But the green smoke!

  "Roar!"

  King Zhou of Shang roared in anger.

  The half-pulled neck was almost blown off.

  But he has lived for thousands of years, and his vitality is too strong!

  Arms outstretched.

  He actually hugged Lu Yan directly in his arms.

  "Fuck! Kill my sister in my arms!"

  "Hey hey! I'll give you a chance to piss off King Zhou of Shang!"

  "Made! It would be dangerous to be hugged!"

  "Run away, little bitch!"

  "..."

  however.

  Lu Yan can't run!

  He was seized by King Zhou of Shang and his arms were like iron.

  even.

  Even the wings are wrapped.

  He kept shaking the muscles all over his body, bursting out waves of strength.

  But King Zhou of Shang is very strong!

  Holding him even motionless!

  at the same time!

  The miserable green smoke and dust in the sky began to turn around, returning to his body like a swallow returning to its nest.

  The hole in his neck that was blown up was actually recovering at a very fast speed!

  And a large amount of smoke and dust formed a small sharp edge.

  Torn Lu Yan's suit.

  Then shredded the flesh.

  Blood flows!

  suddenly!

  "call……"

  Hidden in his body, the power of the Dapu ghost worm, which had been silent for a long time, was activated again after he received heavy damage!

  Ghost fire!

  Burn it up again!

  Chi Chi Chi.

  The miserable green smoke and dust encountered the ghost fire, just like encountering a natural enemy.

  In an instant, it was burned and turned into wisps of smoke that dissipated in the air.

  But Lu Yan's four-stage enhanced super healing started again.

  Soon the wound healed and the flames disappeared.

  This time, King Zhou of Shang did not turn the smoke into a sharp blade to attack him.

  Instead, he hugged his head.

  He pressed his face hard against his chest.

  闷!

  Extremely dull.

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