Chapter 33, many people? Killing is

Chapter 330, many people? Killing is

The hall suddenly fell into silence, and the sound of breathing was audible. Burning Fan stepped on Zhang Ming's head with one foot, while Zhang Ming's head deeply fell into the ground of the hall, and the surrounding ground was a crack road, covering the whole hall like a spider web.

Looking at the very young barbarian standing there, all the barbarians in the hall were silent, only feeling cold on their backs and faint cold sweat.

A peerless beast, a prestigious beast in the sunset wilderness, was trampled on its face with its feet at this moment, but it was beaten in a few moves and had no power to fight back. All people silently remembered the thunderous means of burning Fan in their hearts.

"What kind of barbarian skill did the young barbarian use just now? Unexpectedly, a split can be separated. At this moment, the barbarians or beasts around were discussing the battle just now, and an old-like barbarians asked.

As long as people with some eyesight can see that the reason why Fenfan can win so easily is to use the split at the most critical moment. Otherwise, even if Fenfan wants to win the battle, it will take some effort.

"What a shadowing skill, but it's a pity that the one who practices is not at home." Next to the old man who spoke earlier, an old man in a fiery red robe looked at Fenfan's split. His eyes were first bright, but then he said with regret in his tone.

As soon as everyone heard the words of the red-robed old man, they all thought that he knew something, so they looked at him and were ready to ask something. If Fenfan was met later, they would be able to take precautions early.

Being noticed by so many people around him, the old man's face blushed as if he was drunk and said proudly, "Just now, this young barbarian's barbarian's barbarian skill is called splitting, but he only practiced incomplete splitting. The real splitting technique can divide three bodies in a row, once against the enemy. Sex separated into three splits and confused the enemy's attention. It was a great barbaric skill to kill and escape." When everyone heard the old man in red robes saying that the separation technique practiced by burning Fan was only a remnant, there was a faint and relaxed smile on their faces, and they turned their heads to do something else.

You can only separate one sentence. As long as you pay more attention and pay more attention, it will be fine.

It's just one.

But the old man in red robe actually didn't see that the foot that kicked Zhang Ming down from mid-air just now was not the kick of Fenfan himself, but the split. That is to say, the split has changed in the hands of Fan Fan. The split that originally had no attack power at all actually had an attack at this moment. Strike power.

The old man in red robe did not see it, but Luo Yinglong, who had been floating in the air and patiently watching the whole battle, saw the subtle parts in his eyes. Although the speed of conversion between the split and the body was very fast, it seemed to slow down in Luo Yinglong's eyes.

When Zhang Ming floated in mid-air, the Burning Fan body and the split jumped up at the same time, quickly changing their respective positions in the process of rising, just because the speed of the two is too fast, and ordinary people seem to have not moved.

"Good, good, worthy of being a person who can enter our Luohu tribe's must-kill list. The means are really good." Luo Yinglong smiled and fell gently from the air. His eyes did not look at Zhang Ming, who fell at the feet of Burning Fan, as if he was not like him at all.

"Compared with the elite of your Luohui tribe, the fact that I burned Fan is far worse than that I can't enter your Luo Yinglong's eyes!" As Fenfan spoke, he took back the foot that stepped on Zhang Ming's head, and then kicked Zhang Ming aside and raised his head to respond coldly.

Luo Yinglong didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in the burning words at all, but the smile on his face became stronger and stronger. He only heard Luo Yinglong take out an elixir from his arms and give it to Su Yun, who had been following him. Su Yun understands it, crushed the elixir and fed it to Zhang Ming's mouth.

After seeing this, Luo Yinglong said, "Although I really want to kill you here, the task is important. Let's leave you live for a while and enjoy the last period of life!"

"Now there are three more people, but the original rule is 60 people, but now we can't get in." A questioning voice suddenly sounded in the silent hall.

As soon as the voice fell, everyone's eyes looked at Luo Yinglong and the three people. The long gun in Luo Yinglong's hand still exuded a strong sharp meaning. Luo Yinglong, who was walking to the other end of the hall, heard this sentence. His footsteps suddenly stopped with doubts on his face.

whispered, "This is not easy. Since only 60 people are allowed to pass, but now there are three more people in the hall," a ferocious smile suddenly flashed on Luo Yinglong's face.

"Then... Killing is" Luo Yinglong is not a decent gentleman, or there has never been a decent gentleman in the Luo Hu tribe. As soon as Luo Yinglong's own words fell, he saw Luo Yinglong's whole body rotated quickly with his feet as the axis, and at the same time, the long gun in his left hand stabbed three times like lightning. .

Three black lights flashed out of the long gun in Luo Yinglong's hand, and between several jumps, they came to the place where there were many barbarians. The black light flashed and three wails sounded.

Only then did the crowd come to their senses, but three black rays melted into the chests of the two barbarians and a barbarian beast, and the wailing was shouted out of the mouths of the three of them.

All people only feel cold all over, which is more chilling than the bloodthirsty smell emitted by Burning Fan who stepped on Zhang Ming under his feet just now.

The three people who were integrated into their chest by the black light suddenly cracked an opening in their chest, as if they were torn by something, revealing the white bones. The muscle fibers kept breaking under the black light, making a crisp sound of collapse. After each crisp sound, the two beasts would make a heartbreaking. Pulmonary shouting.

All three of them have the combat strength of the barbarians who can reach the height of Qianyuan realm. Which of them is not determined? Now they still make this sound. You can imagine how painful the black light was when it got into the body.

Suddenly, a golden light passed through the eyes of the three people. The voices of the three people who were wailing suddenly stagnated. Then a blood pattern appeared from the middle of the forehead of the three people. The three people's bodies exploded to the end, their eyes were wide open, their pupils were idle, and obviously dead.

It was Burning Fan who sent out the golden light. He only heard Burning Fan say coldly, "Since it is necessary to kill them and make them suffer so much, why not solve it directly with a knife?"

"Ha ha, no matter what you say, it's reasonable. Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. I'll go first." Luo Yinglong turned his head and looked at Fenfan, and then he came to the front of a door at the other end of the hall without looking back, with his hands pasted to the huge door.

With a little force, the giant door made a rumbling dull noise, and then the giant gate slowly opened under Luo Yinglong's strength.

Fenfan just snorted coldly. Seeing the huge door open, he also put down his enmity with Luo Yinglong for the time being and came to the giant gate with Tu Gui and Aunt Yun.