No one in the room could have imagined that Nangong hated this incompetent dandy who could barely step into the half-step holy rank by relying on the fire spirit pill for cultivation, but at this moment, he could show the courage to die, and it was The determination to completely disregard one's own life and death.
"Nangonghen, why are you crazy? Even if you want to exchange the Fire Spirit Pill, you should exchange your own life." After a moment of silence, Murong Yan finally came to her senses and shouted, "You idiot, I don't need You are poor."
Unexpectedly, Nangong Hen was not angry, and even though he was called a fool, he did not have any mood swings at all.
Quietly looking at Murong Yan, Nangong Hen showed a slight smile in his eyes, "It's not pitiful, Xiao Yan, I love you, since your sixteenth birthday, I know that I will never forget you in this life. I know My talent is very poor, so I worked hard and used all means, but I just don't want to be left too far by you"
"I've always wanted to catch up with you, and then say this to you the day I beat you But now, I'm afraid I can't do it."
There was a little soreness in his eyes, but Nangong Hen was still smiling. Murong Yan was less than five meters away from him, but he didn't dare to get too close. The threat of the dead eagle was too great. With a single negligence, he would not even have a chance to destroy the Fire Spirit Pill.
In an instant, Murong Yan's eyes turned red. After so many years of quarreling, how could she really hate Nangong Hen? If she didn't like it in her heart, why would she come here all the way from home, is it just to quarrel with Nangong Hen?
"Siying, that's my condition, do you agree or not?" With a look of determination in his eyes, Nangong stared at Siying and said in a deep voice, a gleam of flame appeared in his palm, and between flipping his hands, It can completely destroy the Fire Spirit Pill.
"No, Nangong hates, I don't want you to die, I want to die together, and I want to live together." Biting her lips tightly, Murong Yan burst into tears. If it wasn't for fear that the dead eagle would succeed if she approached at this time, she might have died sooner or later. He had already fallen into Nangong Hen's arms.
Hearing Murong Yan's answer, Nangong hated his heart, and then laughed out loud, "Xiaoyan, before you die, let me know that you like me too, that's enough!"
"What a touching love." Yin Yang gave a strange laugh, and the dead eagle said lightly, "Even I was almost touched, but unfortunately, my own life is more important than the Fire Spirit Pill."
There was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and Si Ying said solemnly, "I, Si Ying, have never lied all my life. Today, none of you can leave alive. Neither Mr. Murong nor the Nangong family can be offended by me now. Do you think , will I let Miss Murong go back and leak the news?"
As soon as these words came out, Nangong couldn't help but suddenly changed his expression. The reason why he didn't say that he would let the dead eagle let him go was because he knew that the dead eagle would not let him go, but he said so simply and neatly that he would not let anyone go , but it still made Nangong hate a sense of despair.
"If that's the case, let's break it up, you still won't get anything." Seeing that there was no way to talk, Nangong hate raised his hand to destroy the fire spirit pill.
"Okay, let's destroy it. It's not a bad thing to get the elixir of fire. It's not bad to be able to taste Miss Murong." He didn't retreat, and the dead eagle even still had a sneer on his face. Nangong hate's hand froze for a moment, and there was a mad hatred in his eyes, but he still didn't dare to destroy the fire spirit pill immediately.
"What did you say?" Nangong Hen said almost word for word.
"Miss Murong is a rare beauty, I feel pity for it." He licked his lips cruelly, and Si Ying said lightly, "I can't stop you from destroying the fire elixir, and don't even try to stop me from catching Murong Yan, if you dare Naturally, I will make Miss Murong double repay the fire elixir."
What kind of temperament is the dead eagle, if he is easily threatened with just one or two words, then he is not dead eagle. Yes, he took the risk to chase and kill Nangong Hen and Murong Yan this time because of the Fire Spirit Pill, but this does not mean For the sake of the Fire Spirit Pill, he will back down and cause endless troubles for himself. Compared to backing down, he prefers threats, threats by any means.
"You're shameless!" Hearing this, even Murong Yan was frightened, and said angrily with her face flushed.
"Whatever you say." Not caring about Murong Yan's attitude at all, Dead Eagle looked at Nangong quietly and said bitterly, "I will give you one last chance to choose, give me the Fire Spirit Pill, and I promise not to touch Miss Murong, Give her a decent death."
Having said that, Dead Eagle stopped talking, otherwise he didn't say anything, but the meaning has been clearly expressed, and no one will doubt whether Dead Eagle has this abilityand courage.
Crazy, at this moment, Nangong Hen is really about to go crazy. This kind of threat is more painful than death. Even if he has already saved his will to die, he can't imagine what it would be like if his beloved woman was insulted scene.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
When Nangong hated the pain and almost agreed, a burst of clear applause suddenly sounded, and at some point, Fang Cun in the distance silently appeared next to the crowd.
With a faint smile on his face, Fang Cun applauded leisurely, looking calm and breezy, as if there was no danger at all, just his own back garden.
"Brother Fang?" As soon as Fang Cun showed up, Nangong Hen recognized it, but at this moment, he couldn't understand how Fang Cun had the guts to come over.
Ignoring Nangong Hen, Fang Cun looked at Si Ying and sighed, "Your temperament is very suitable to be a killer, but unfortunately, your luck is a bit unlucky."
Threats of unscrupulous means, facing accidents without panic, but finding the most suitable solution in an instant, such a person, to be honest, has some admiration for his size, but unfortunately, these cannot be a reason to let him go.
Fang Cun asked himself that he was not a good person, he was single-minded about right and wrong, and he did things according to his own will. Death Eagle's threats were true, but they were not pleasing. From the eyes of Death Eagle, Fang Cun could see that he was not It's not just a threat, if Nangonghen really destroys the fire spirit pill, he will definitely do everything he threatened. This kind of behavior has already touched the bottom line of Fang Cun's heart, even if it is just a coincidence, he will probably make a move.
What's more, apart from these accidents, Dead Eagle still has the artistic conception of death!
"Who are you?" His brows were raised slightly, but a hint of fear flashed unconsciously in Dead Eagle's eyes. Even though Fang Cun didn't release any power, on the surface, he was just an ordinary half-step saint. stage only.
"Dead people don't need to know too much." Looking up lazily, Fang Cun clapped his hands indifferently, and spoke leisurely, as if this was a matter of course.
"Boy, this is your own court for death!" There was a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and the dead eagle immediately waved the bone spear in his hand, and the terrifying murderous intent exploded, and he killed Fang Cun with every step, "It's just half a step Holy rank, how dare you stop me?"
Although he was a little apprehensive, it didn't mean that the dead eagle was really afraid. If they couldn't agree on a deal, they should attack with all their strength and kill Fang Cun on the spot.
"Having the artistic conception of death, you are not without the capital of madness. Unfortunately, your luck is too bad." There was still a faint smile on the corner of the mouth, Fang Cun opened the mouth casually, with a light touch on the foot, a touch of blood appeared on the whole body. The purple lightning flashed back, the speed was not fast, but it was firmly ahead of the dead eagle. No matter how raging the bone spear in his hand, he was still within two meters of the square inch.
After the completion of the original source of thunder, with the flawless avatar of the original source of thunder, Fang Cun has been able to easily control the power of these thunders. With the power of thunder wrapped around his body, he can still control the speed without any mistakes.
Death Eagle's strength is at most comparable to Chen Yang's, and even worse than Shenzi and Mo Yan's. Not to mention the great success of Thunder Thunder, even before stepping into the Thunder Domain, he is not afraid.
However, as soon as the words "Death Conception" came out, the shock was too great for Dead Eagle. If he missed a hit, his heart would be half cold immediately!
With his eyes, he can naturally see the horror of the thunder on Fang Cun's body. In an instant, Dang even no longer has the thought of chasing and killing Nangong and hating them, and flies backward at almost several times the speed before.
Escape, now for Dead Eagle, this is the only thought! Being able to comprehend the artistic conception of death is already a miracle for him, killing all the way, below the holy rank, even if he is an elite disciple of various sects, he is not afraid at all, but facing this one, he can tell the truth about death The opponent of Yijing, but he felt a chill from his bones, and that feeling was even better than facing a holy rank powerhouse.
"I want to leave now, don't you think it's too late?" The corners of his mouth raised lightly, Fang Cun still spoke in a leisurely manner, but the next moment, his whole body suddenly turned into a flash of lightning, and he chased after him in the blink of an eye. The dead eagle suddenly increased its speed several times, and it was impossible to get rid of Fang Cun's pursuit.
"Boom!"
As soon as he raised his hand, terrifying thunder suddenly diffused, forming a grid of thunder intertwined around the dead eagle, and the pure Zixiao Tianlei crashed down, with unparalleled power!
"I have no grievances with you, why do you bother to press so hard?" Feeling the pressure brought by Fang Cun, Dead Eagle gritted his teeth and said.
The power of these Zixiao Tianlei is not too strong, it is impossible to pose a fatal threat to him, but it is enough to slow down his speed, almost trapped here.
"You have no grievances or enmities with them, aren't you also suffering from the same bitterness?" He replied lightly, and made a move in a leisurely manner, but he had no intention of killing the eagle immediately, otherwise, as soon as the Thunder Sword came out , can seriously injure the dead eagle in an instant, where does he have the energy to talk nonsense. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?Deadly menacing, but enough to slow him down, almost stuck here.
"You have no grievances or enmities with them, aren't you also suffering from the same bitterness?" He replied lightly, and made a move in a leisurely manner, but he had no intention of killing the eagle immediately, otherwise, as soon as the Thunder Sword came out , can seriously injure the dead eagle in an instant, where does he have the energy to talk nonsense. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com