Chapter 75 The Fox Mountain Sword Fairy Combination attacks!

Author: grape vinegar

Chapter 75 The Fox Mountain Sword Fairy Combination attacks!

If the conference hall suddenly became quiet.

The fat boss, Luo Sanlu, stood outside the cage, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, very proud of himself.

His hands were dripping with blood.

The strong smell of blood spread unknowingly throughout the entire venue, permeating every air and getting into everyone's noses.

Even though the fresh air conditioner on the ceiling has been pumping and exchanging air, it can't take away the blood!

…

Next to the cage, the two immortal arts committee members responsible for the escort were sweating profusely and fell to the ground, at a loss.

…

Reporters and photographers were stunned.

Why did the prisoner escape from the iron cage?

But this is the Immortal Arts Committee. Chairman Chen Shu, Wu Qingyun, a lot of Immortal Arts Committee members, and a lot of consultants and experts are all here. Should everything be fine?

Click!

The reporter near the door even took a photo of the fat boss Luo Sanlu.

…

The experts and committee members in the audience all had frozen expressions.

This is...sequence eight?

They looked at the fat boss Luo Sanlu, Chairman Chen Shu, and Wu Qingyun. The two Sequence Eight members of the committee were both there. Should they be able to subdue this gangster?

…

what happened?

On the rostrum, beads of sweat dripped down from Chairman Chen Shu's forehead, staining the makeup on his face.

Isn't this Luo Sanlu the owner of the meat stall in the vegetable market? The underling of the Dark Association, the clown who threw corpses in the trash can, why did he suddenly become a Sequence Eight?

All participants in this press conference have undergone the strictest scrutiny. Only Luo Sanlu was arrested early in the morning, but the scrutiny was not so strict. So, the committee was deceived? Led the wolf into the house?

He ignored his makeup, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and went to his pocket to find his eight soul talismans. However, he only took out two. His consciousness was exhausted and he could no longer control the eight. Even if he had two, he could only barely control them.

control!

Facing the bloody men of sequence eight, the only option now is to fight to the death!

…

what happened?

In the auditorium, beads of sweat dripped down Wu Qingyun's forehead, staining the makeup on her face.

A small offline member of the Dark Association suddenly transformed into a Sequence Eight?

She suddenly remembered that as of now, the committee does not have the means to check other people's sequences...

Her hands trembled slightly as she held the alloy sword next to her.

Even though there was still the broken sword left in the scabbard that night, she had to take action!

She is a blood sword of sequence eight, and her abilities are very similar to those of a blood man of sequence eight. She knows how terrifying a blood man in perfect condition is. The only solution now is to fight to the death!

…

Next to Wu Qingyun.

Bai Mo frowned, feeling very depressed.

Sure enough, you are afraid of what comes next. If this bitch makes a fuss, can the meeting continue?

What to do with roadside flowers?

His consciousness went to Fox Mountain and told his disciples that work was coming...

I glanced at my phone and saw that in the live broadcast, it was the fat boss with blood dripping from his hands, looking down like a hawk.

The barrages passed by quickly.

【What the hell is going on?】

[Why did that clown escape?]

[Looks like he’s very powerful, look at him crushing the iron cage to pieces]

[His hands are completely red, bloody hands]

【Is this really something we can see?】

[Look at his hands dripping with blood...]

…

Snap...

Luo Sanlu had a pair of bloody hands, with blood dripping from time to time and falling on the thick and soft carpet of the venue.

Hiss...

The carpet was corroded, smoked, bubbled, turned into pus, and turned into holes.

Luo Sanlu squinted his eyes, looked back at the rostrum, and saw President Chen Shu.

He looked at the auditorium again and saw Wu Qingyun.

He knows Wu Qingyun...Wu Jianxian's granddaughter, Sequence Eight, Blood Sword!

He smiled.

"So many cameras are filming me.

"Is it a live broadcast?

“Are there many people watching?

"Can our dark world show its face?

"Which one should I kill first?

"Or together?"

…

It was dark night in Fox Mountain.

In the main hall of the dormitory, more than a dozen foxes rushed out quickly and rushed towards the warehouse with a "swiss swish"!

The leader, Quanquan Hu, rushed straight into the innermost part of the warehouse, passed by the containers, and with a pair of reddish-brown eyes, he found the Wrong Sword among the debris.

He rushed to meet Bai Lianzi and Bai Tail, but saw that these two guys had already found more than a dozen bottles of potion, dipped branches in them, and quickly applied them to the body of the Sword of Injustice. After a while, they were rinsed with Sword of Injustice.

Layer after layer.

Huanquan Hu held the coated sword of injustice, jumped on the shoulder of the black-faced man next to him, and the two foxes were stacked on top of each other like a stack of Arhats.

The white-faced boy grabbed the resentful ghost's robe and put it on the two folded foxes.

Suddenly, red smoke billowed, covering up the ringed beard and dark face, as well as the Wrong Sword. Only a figure over one meter tall could be vaguely seen in the billowing red smoke.

A dozen foxes squinted their eyes and roared angrily.

"Ouch!"

“Ouch!

"Ouch!"

Roadside flowers are Fox Mountain's top priority and are not allowed to be destroyed.

Whoever commits sabotage is the enemy of Fox Mountain!

The blurry dreams and the white mist of the present world appeared, and it was Master who took them.

With black ears and ringed beards, two foxes, holding long swords and wearing robes, rushed into the white mist!

brush!

Breaking out of the white mist, the light suddenly brightened, and in front of me was a fat black man, with blood dripping from his hands and blazing eyes.

With black ears and a circle beard, they heard the voice transmitted by Master’s spiritual consciousness and confirmed that the enemy was this fat man!

Black Ear's strengthened footwork suddenly broke out, and he rushed forward with a "whoosh" carrying the circle of beard!

Huanquan Hu held the long grievance sword, used the strengthened sword move, and stabbed out with a "swish" sound, thrust out from the red smoke of the vengeful ghost's robe!

That fat black man actually reached out to grab the wronged sword?
To be continued...