If Fist Guy could still move and see the popularity of his stream, would he still be trembling and afraid? Or was it fear and excitement at the same time?
After all, he had come to Fengmen Village to take advantage of Liu Xiaoling's popularity.
The goal was to ride on the trend and at the same time, gain a huge stream's popularity!
Now, he had accomplished all his goals, except for one.
That was to trample on the popularity of Liu Xiaoling's live broadcast room under their feet.
He had not had the time to complete this final goal.
He was already close to the abyss of death!
[Only when one is close to death can one understand the true meaning of survival] Fist Guy finally understood what this sentence meant.
He had never been so eager to live, so eager to live!
However, his thoughts and thoughts were so urgent
No one would know!
Fist Guy's short eyelashes were already covered with a layer of frost, and the cold air had already corroded his internal organs.
He felt that breathing was very difficult, and his entire body was still unable to move!
However, at this moment, a surprised voice sounded.
It was faintly transmitted into Fist Guy's ears!
"Hmm? Brother! Was there a living person there? Was he the one who destroyed the array of Fengmen Village?”
"It should be him. This person's footsteps are light and he looks rich. However, he was evil in the middle and his face was black. He was definitely not a good person!”
"Tsk, the Yin Qi has already corroded his internal organs. Even if we bring him back to Mao Mountain, we won't be able to save him! Young people nowadays really didn't care about their own lives. Was this a place that ordinary people could come to?”
"Ermu, stop talking nonsense! Move this person away a little. The following battle might destroy his corpse.”
"Why do I have to do all the hard work?"
“......”
Wait, wait, don't! Please save me! I feel like I can still be saved!!!
Fist Guy, whose consciousness was a little blurry, still heard the other party's conversation clearly.
He didn't know what the words 'Yin Qi corrodes the internal organs','Mao Mountain' and 'the next battle' meant.
However, he knew that the other party was a living person, and it seemed to be a living person who was similar to him!
Big brother! Brothers! I can still be saved!
Where are you moving me? Should she go to the hospital?
F * ck, why did you put me down!？
He was still in Feng Men Village, right?
You murderers!
Who can save me
Fist Guy really wanted to shout out all the words in his heart, but all he could do was tremble. He didn't know why, but he couldn't even open his mouth or say a word!
Endless fear and regret had occupied his mind, and his consciousness was not blurred.
His heartbeat slowed down, and his body temperature gradually turned cold.
"Sigh, the supreme Heavenly Lord of Taiyi Salvation can't save him even if he wants to!”
Daoist Priest Yimu helplessly chanted his Daoist name as he watched a person's life slip away.
The main thing was that he didn't expect someone to be so daring.
He actually destroyed the array of Feng Men Village!
Moreover, this guy could have destroyed anywhere, but he had to destroy the inner area of Fengmen Village!
Now, there was no way to run!
Even if the Ghost King didn't want to kill people, there was nothing he could do. It was like an elephant passing through a field. The elephant didn't want to kill ants, but the ants were killed by the trembling ground. The elephant was helpless.
And the four-star [White-browed Ghost King] was without a doubt a burly and powerful elephant!
And Shark Fighter's previous boss, Fist Guy, was undoubtedly the little ant that was killed by the shock!
However, Daoist Priest Onewood was not a pedantic person!
If a person wants to court death, you can't stop him!
After directly ignoring that Fist Guy,
Daoist Priest Yimu's expression turned serious. He took a deep breath and looked straight ahead. He muttered to himself,"Ghost King White-browed has been sealed since the Ming Dynasty. If I hadn't used talismans to temporarily protect my body, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to withstand such cold Yin Qi!”
Following Daoist Priest Onewood's gaze, a figure shrouded in endless grayish-brown fog gradually appeared!
It was a figure that was about 1.8 meters tall, and its body was surrounded by a tangible resentment!
That pair of eyes so dark that not a single white could be seen
It gave everyone a chilling feeling!
The figure was at least five to six meters above the ground!
There was a pitch-black hole under the figure's feet!
When the camera entered the hole, it would discover that there was a huge tomb beneath Feng Men Village!
In the tomb, a bloody coffin
The coffin lid had already been lifted!
Before Daoist Priest Yimu could do anything, a shout filled with Fang Gang's blood came from the side."Xie Zhengang, descendant of the Ming Dynasty general Xie Long, please enlighten me, senior!!”
The sound of metal dragging on the ground was heard. Xie Zhengang, who was two meters tall, let out a loud shout!
He dragged the ghost head broadsword that weighed more than 200 pounds and ran at an unbelievable speed!
The unsharpened blade slid on the ground, creating dazzling sparks!
The martial artist's blood qi in his entire body seemed to have materialized. A faint red fog floated around Xie Zhengang's body!
He quickly closed the gap between him and the Ghost King!
When the distance between the two sides was only five or six meters,
Xie Zhengang stomped on the ground, and a small pit appeared!
His entire body soared into the air, and the ghost head saber swept out!
The unsharpened blade tore through the air
It let out an ear-piercing whistling sound!
"Xie Long? The descendant of an old friend! It's a pity that you're still far from your ancestors!”
A hoarse voice sounded.
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