Chapter 69 Worry Talk in the Rain [!]

Divine punishment, an extremely special move in the flying knife eight. Unlike all other moves, it is the only move that can rotate to the limit, causing the anti-ground attraction to rise and fall from the sky.

Mo Yan skillfully borrowed the loud noise to cover up the drawbacks of the release of this 'divine punishment', resolutely guided the flying knife to the sky, borrowed a thunderbolt to punish the heavenly-winged white tiger, and succeeded in one fell swoop.

The hot thunderfire burned on the snow-white white tiger, and the boiling water splashed with black smoke. Although this 'divine punishment' was extremely powerful after borrowing the thunder, the white tiger actually twisted its waist to avoid important parts at the critical moment, so that the divine thunder could only split on the lower body, no He died on the spot.

"Hmm, dying struggle!" Mo Yan sneered and walked leisurely to the ground-winged white tiger rolling crazily on the ground. With a big hand, he immediately saw a black crack in the void tearing open!!

"Soul devours!!"

The 'Sky Star' in my mind ran rapidly, and countless purple streamers flew out. The black crack in the void was like a black hole, devouring the soul of the white tiger with heavenly wings.

"Roar, roar!!!" The painful scream of the heavenly-winged white tiger. Although its body was burned by the thunder and was extremely painful, the soul in its mind seemed to be absorbed by an invisible whirlpool, and the pain was beyond words.

The soul is devouring. When it is cultivated to the extreme, it is extremely powerful. It kills without a trace, leaving no trace at all. It is extremely horrible.

However, Mo Yan no longer has any handied weapons. Why not be happy to see that 'soul devouring' can kill this extremely fragile heavenly-winged white tiger in one fell swoop? Most importantly, Mo Yan believes that there can't be only the 'soul devouring' in the 'sky disk nine stars'. I'm afraid that when Ren, Tianchong, Tianfu, Tianqu, Tianying, Tianrui, Tianzhu, Tianxinxing, etc. are opened, the wonderful use of 'soul devouring' will gradually be revealed.

This is like some kind of unfathomable martial arts method. At the beginning, I felt that it was not very useful when practicing the previous moves, but later every move and formula was almost associated with the previous seemingly useless moves.

Similarly, 'soul devouring' is also a truth now.

The soul of the heavenly-winged white tiger, swallowed up by the horrible black hole-like crack, gradually peeled away, turned into a faint black gas, poured into the crack, and finally died.

"Dead!!"

"Finally dead!!"

"The white tiger is finally dead!!"

"Long live the senior!! Long live the senior!!"

Witnessing the scene of the sky-winged white tiger, it was no longer possible for everyone to suppress their excitement and cheered one after another. Although the sky was roaring and roaring, it was still impossible to hide the wave rolled up by this sea of joy.

"H Long live!! Long live the senior!!" Some freshmen hurried to Mo Yan, held his shoulders, calves, back and other positions with both hands, and threw him up excitedly. In the cheers, Mo Yan suddenly felt as if he had returned to the past when the military won a battle and shared it with his comrades-in-arms, which was extremely warm.

"It's worthy of being a senior, really awesome..." Fan Jian stood aside and looked at Mo Yan, who sometimes rose in the sky and sometimes fell down sharply, and raised the corners of his mouth with a smile.

Mo Yan has just made such a move, citing the scene of Tianlei killing the Skywing White Tiger, which not only shocked all the freshmen present, but also made the nearby vampires and mutant monsters feel extremely timid. As a result, the 'parad' that is always active at night, but tonight there is only a group of freshmen in the martial arts school.

The sky finally started to rain, and bean-sized raindrops hit the ground to extinguish the thunder and fire on the white tiger. After being enthusiastic and excited, these freshmen also left one after another and returned to the tent to have a happy meal together to celebrate the perfect success in tonight's 'Chaotianmen Offensive and Defense War'.

Indeed, in the face of such a fierce 'sky-winged white tiger', no one was killed in battle. Even the outsiders such as 'white bone vampire', 'metal vampire' 'steel needle wild boar' just now were only slightly injured. Such a proud achievement is also commendable.

Of course, in this battle of sudden preparation, Fan Jian's credit is not much - he directed the freshmen to take turns to attack, and the archers took turns to replace and prepare. He was well organized and did not panic at all. With this posture of danger alone, many people could not do it.

And the other one, naturally, is the former military major Mo Yan - borrowing Tianlei to kill the white tiger, such a sharp move is really eye-catching and cheering.

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In a huge tent shaped like a Mongolian yurt in the safety realm, hundreds of freshmen gathered together and talked about the dangerous and thrilling fierce battle just now. Although the sky outside, there is thunder and heavy rain, it has not affected the mood of these people at all.

"Monchou senior is really powerful. He is a real strong man. No wonder the museum owner loves cultivation so much. Fortunately, he is here, otherwise I'm afraid we will not be spared." In the tent, a freshman sighed, drank a few mouthfuls of cold sake, and suddenly became drunk. "If only I had been as powerful as my senior."

With that, the freshman burped with a wine hiccup and had a taste: "Thordo-like spiral sword, the strange and unpredictable beluga whale, the divine punishment of the thunder, the horrible soul devoured... One move, the idle clouds and flowing water, as pure as nature, without any delay."

"Haha, don't envy so much!!" A fat man next to him with a round waist and a round belly like a ball said, "I heard that senior Mochou used to practice in the gravity space when he was helped by Xuan Yuanjing. He was bathed in blood and almost died on the spot. It was extremely horrible. If you can bear the pain, one day you will be as powerful as a senior.

He was bathed in blood and died on the spot. This is naturally an exaggerated statement, but Mo Yan, who sat aside, seemed unwilling to explain too much. He just took a sip of wine and seemed to be looking forward to something.

The downpour fell from the sky, one by one the size of a bean, hitting the soil in the safe realm, splashing a lot of mud. The originally flat land suddenly gave birth to many small pits of different depths in this heavy rain.

Fan Jian kindled a cigarette, leaned in front of the tent, and looked up at an electric snake that occasionally flashed in the rolling black clouds. His eyes were a little sluggish and didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, Fan Jian's 'micro element' awakened and won this 'Tianmen attack and defense battle' with the concerted efforts of everyone. He should have been happy and happy. But he stood silently outside the tent, and the curling cigarettes slowly rose. He didn't see him smoking cigarettes, just standing quietly.

It was not until the fireworks burned to the limit and the cigarette butt pierced his fingertips that Fan Jian woke up and looked at the cigarette in his hand that had only smoked a mouthful. He shook his head helplessly and threw away the cigarette butt casually.

However, Fan Jian seemed to be full of sadness and could not vent. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, lit one, and smoked it himself.

It's really hard to imagine that Fan Jian, who looks harmless and simple and honest, is actually an 'old smoke gun'. Of course, this is just a person who is not familiar with him. Friends who are familiar with him are very clear that Fan Jian usually doesn't light cigarettes at all. Only when he is extremely troubled, he smokes a few cigarettes to relieve his worries.

Suddenly, the canvas at the entrance and exit of this big tent like a Mongolian yurt was quietly pulled open. Mo Yan slowly walked out of it. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Fan Jian with melancholy eyes.

"Why don't you go in and celebrate with everyone?" Mo Yan came to Fan Jian's side, stared into his eyes, and smiled lightly, "How about giving me one?"

Fan Jiang was stunned and immediately agreed. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and handed one to Mo Yan. Mo Yan glanced gently, with a strange smile in his tone: "Oh? I didn't expect that you like to smoke military cigarettes.

Military cigarettes, different from ordinary cigarettes, are spread in the military. They are cigarettes that soldiers who are often bathed in the rain of bullets and are extremely nervous like to smoke. This military cigarette has a bit of a 'pain' effect, which can relieve people suffering from severe pain.

Fan Jian set fire on Mo Yan and answered the question, "My brother likes to smoke this kind of cigarette."

Mo Yan was stunned and couldn't help floating back to the picture of smoking with Colonel Fan Ning when he was serving in the military. He was silent for a long time, and finally exhaled gently, with a faint hoarseness in his tone: "Well... Your brother, Colonel Fan Ning, is really happy with this kind of 'God of War' military cigarettes."

The two suddenly fell silent, but smoked silently. After a while, Fan Jian finally couldn't help asking, "Speer, do you... do you know my brother well?"

When the two met for the first time, Mo Yan had already said the reputation of 'Fan Ning' and was very excited. If they didn't know each other, it was definitely a lie.

Mo Yan took a deep breath, threw away the cigarette in his hand, and looked at Fan Jian's cheek: "Well, I'm not only very familiar with him, but he is also my comrade-in-arms and my... lifesaver!!"

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