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Chapter 91 The farmer punched the street?

In the face of Xing Shoulang’s imperative righteous words, Tang An re-ignited a cloud of smoke, took a sharp sip, and the back was indifferent. A dog-leg knife appeared in his hand. He directly chopped off the head of Nightmare almost recovered, and then nailed it to the table. superior.

“No one can ever order me!”

The golden lightning appeared, Xing Shou Lang looked at Tang An who appeared in front of him, his serious face was startled.

The air was neighing, and Tang An exploded out.

Xing Shou Lang only had time to block the Sunwheel Knife in front of him, and the next moment a terrorist force struck, the entire Sunwheel Knife couldn’t bear the force that blasted against his chest.

Accompanied by the sound of bone cracks, Xing Shoulang opened his mouth and vomited blood and turned into a cannonball through the carriages. After causing a sensation, he lay in the fifth carriage.

Tang An squeezed the cigarette in the reverse direction with the right hand, took a puff and then spit out the smoke ring. Looking at Xing Shou Lang who had risen again at the end, he pulled out the dog-leg knife and held the head of Nightmare in his hand.

“Time should be almost up.”

Tang Anneng felt that a qi was quickly chasing the train, and it was not surprising that it should be the third of the first series: Yiwoza.

He tilted his head and glanced at Nightmare, who met the patterned pupils and couldn’t help but be frightened.

“Cough…cough…”

At the end, Xing Shou Lang kept coughing, and the surrounding people were running to the seventh car in the sixth quarter.

“You violated the rules of infighting in the ghost killing team and killed your comrades. If you don’t get caught, I will kill you here.”

Xing Shou Lang looked righteous, even if he was attacked by Tang An, he still planned to give Tang An a chance.

“Who gave you the courage to say this? The farmer punched the street?”

Tang An flicked soot, his complexion never changed.

“Breath of Flame, Type of One, Shiranui.”

The golden red flames surrounded Xing Shou Lang, and the whole carriage was filled with light and heat. The whole person turned into a spark and appeared in front of Tang An across several carriages in an instant.

Similar to Tang An’s instant kill, both attacked the opponent extremely quickly in an instant.

However, compared to Tang An’s instant kill, Xing Shou Lang’s speed was a bit slower.

With a cigarette in his mouth and Yanmeng’s head in his left hand, Tang An’s entire right arm was hardened to form a crystal-like object, and the aerosol began to evaporate like a red soldering iron, just as Apricot Shoulang swung the Sunwheel Knife At that moment, Tang An pressed his body and took a step forward, and crossed the Sunwheel Knife with a punch to Xing Shou Lang’s heart.

“It’s not good, the breath of flame, the second type, the rising of the flames.”

It has to be said that Xing Shou Lang is strong, and he has experienced many battles as a pillar.

He quickly made a counterattack. The Sunken Knife burned with billowing flames, aiming at Tang An’s crotch from bottom to top in a crescent shape, trying to split Tang An in half like this.

Xing Shou Lang is forcibly forcing Tang An to give up his attack, which belongs to the same style of play.

Tang An’s eyes were cold, not sure whether the hardening could keep his second child, the fist of the attack immediately changed, and the elbow was directly pressed down.

With the eruption of billowing flames, the powerful shock wave directly smashed the entire carriage, Xing Shoulang forcibly grabbed Tang An and jumped off the Mercedes-Benz train, rolling down in the outskirts of the barren mountain.

The two are just fighting against each other, but the degree of danger is shocking and dazzling.

“Ahem…”

Xing Shou Lang took a mouthful of mud and quickly climbed up and stared straight ahead. At this moment, ten meters away, Tang An was holding Nightmare’s head in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

Compared to Xing Shou Lang’s embarrassment, Tang An didn’t even have a mess of hair.

And Tang An didn’t go to see Xing Shou Lang, but looked at the plain on the left, where there was an aura stronger than Xing Shou Lang approaching quickly.

At that speed, it should arrive in two minutes.

That being the case, then solve this guy in two minutes.

Throwing Nightmare’s head on the ground, Tang An nailed a dog-leg knife into the soil, then raised his head and was surrounded by golden lightning. Xing Shou Lang only felt a flower in front of him, and then a crimson crystal with a hot mist appeared. Bigfoot.

“Breath of Flame, Type of Four, Swirl of Prosperous Flame.”

Kyojuro’s breath of flame is applied to Ultimate, and he slaps a swirling flame slash with himself as the center, which is a large-scale attack and defense move.

The sun-wheel knife collided with the red crystal big foot, and a 10-meter cobweb crack formed on the surrounding ground. Tang An’s eyes were cold, and the golden sun-wheel knife in his right hand turned into lightning and struck Xingshoulang’s neck.

The latter leaned back and kicked Tang An with his right foot burning with billowing flames.

“Crack…”

Turning into a flash of lightning at close range, Tang An appeared on the left, and the crimson crystal’s right foot exploded and swept towards Xing Shoulang’s waist.

“Sheng Yan’s Scroll.”

The large-scale attack once again circled Kyoju, and he could only use this blow to block it.

As the huge flame exploded and burned, Xing Shoulang spurted blood from his mouth and nose and turned into fire, smashing into the ground one after another, pushing out a mud ravine, while Tang An turned three feet off the ground and turned into golden lightning to chase him out.

“Breath of Flame, Type of Nine, Purgatory.”

Xing Shou Lang didn’t care about breathing, forcibly stabilized his body and used the most powerful move of Yanzhi’s breath.

The whole body was surrounded by scorching flames, and as the feet roared into a pothole, the whole person rushed towards Tang An like a meteor.

In the face of Xing Shou Lang who was no longer defending, Tang An took a sharp breath, the golden lightning gleamed up and down his whole body, and his right foot became hard and red, and it also turned into a shooting star.

It was as if a meteorite hit the earth, and the world was quiet at the moment of the collision. Then the ground cracked in a radius of 50 meters, the lightning and flames in the center crossed, and a mushroom cloud with the size of a hundred meters began to rise vigorously.

A storm even rolled up mud and sand like a flock of ferocious animals wherever there was no grass growing.

The air was exploding, and Xing Shou Lang flew out of the mushroom cloud, his face covered with blood and he couldn’t stop his body and hit the ground, and then he pushed the mountain all the way to crack, and all kinds of splashed mud debris shot in all directions like bullets.

Suddenly a golden lightning appeared in the sky, and Tang An’s right foot disappeared from his knee, and now the five-color light of Madara stretched out, like blood vessels, and flesh and blood regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His left foot slammed heavily on Xing Shou Lang’s chest. With the harsh bone cracks, Xing Shou Lang’s body shot straight down to the ground, and the surrounding ground rose up to the sky, while Xing Shou Lang’s eyes turned white and the seven orifices were bleeding, and his mouth ejected. A large number of internal organs fragments.

“The Breath of Flame, the Type of Five, the Flame Tiger.”

Kyojuro’s will is very tough, and at this time there is still room to fight back.

Suddenly, a flaming tiger bite at Tang An, but Tang An’s face did not change, his five fingers were hardened and forced through the tiger and grabbed Xing Shoulang’s head.

And the flaming tiger biting on Tang An’s body was like tickling it.

This attack was nothing more than an dying struggle of Kyo Shourou, and there was no power at all.

A cold light flashed, and the body of Xing Shou Lang, who was being carried by Tang An, fell on the ground, but his head was grasped by Tang An, and the blood on his neck quickly stained the ground like a column of water.

“call out…”

A figure flew at the plain in the distance, and bounced in front of Tang An in the blink of an eye.

The billowing mud and smoke dispersed, a man with short pink hair, golden pupils, pale skin, wearing a fuchsia blouse, and rosary beads hanging on his ankles; his body was engraved with countless dark blue tattoos representing sinners, and his nails were blood-red. The whole picture. .