Facing Fu Meng's sarcastic gaze.

Yin Tian still had no expression on his face.

Just replace the bullet again.

"Two guns will give you the answer!"

He muttered in a low voice.

The next moment, the two guns were re-directed at Fu Meng, and the silver double eagle in his hand suddenly surged.

The phantom of smoke behind him also made the same move.

"Two guns will give you the answer!"

At the same time, a vicissitudes of life suddenly sounded in the sky.

It seems like a sigh.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two bullets shining with silver light flew out.

Moreover, as we fly, the light on it becomes brighter and brighter!

When Fu Meng was in front of him, he was like two small suns!

It shines with the light column of the Holy Punishment Light!

At that time, when I heard the sighs sounded, Fu Meng couldn't help but feel a palpitation in her heart.

However, he didn't wait for his reaction.

Two bullets had arrived in front of him.

And in the next second.

Blood splattered from his body, blooming like fireworks.

But the blood had just splashed and evaporated like mist!

No matter how evil energy rolled on his body, it could not make up for the two terrifying holes in his chest.

Yin Tian also felt as if his body was hollowed out after firing these two shots.

He half-kneeled on the ground.

"Run!"

"Kill the demons tonight!"

The guy knelt on the ground and did not forget to shout and give orders.

I saw many villagers taking out various ghost tools.

Yin Tian's eyes turned, and he took out the stimulant given by Qi Feng from his pocket. While everyone was not paying attention, he quietly gave himself an injection on his thigh.

In the light column.

He looked down at the two big holes in his chest, and Fu Meng's face looked extremely ugly.

It was a group of people he regarded as ants.

But unexpectedly.

At this moment, he was actually injured by these ants!

"Roar!"⑧①ZW.????m

With a roar, Fu Meng endured the pain in his chest, and his claws tore open the light curtain of the Holy Punishment Light bit by bit

"very good!"

"Tonight, all of you will die!"

Tonight, he will start a massacre!

Don't slaughter this elf village.

It is hard to vent his hatred!

Turning his head, his red eyes staring at Qi Feng.

Rescue Meng decides.

Let’s start with this guy who betrays me!

However, before Fu Meng could take action.

I saw a big net flying from the sky, covering him inside.

Fu Meng was stunned.

Turning his head and glaring at the villagers behind him.

A mere red ghost weapon, usually kept in a blindfold, can easily tear it apart without blinking.

Even if he suffered two consecutive injuries at this moment, it would be just a waste of effort!

Do you really think you can trap him?!

But in the next second.

Fu Meng's face changed drastically.

Four ropes flew from the air, tied up his limbs.

Then, with a few "swish" sounds, several arrows were inserted into him.

It's not over yet. After the arrows, a few spears, fishing nets, daggers, etc., and messy ghost weapons are coming one after another.

Among them are red ghost tools, blue ghost tools, and green-level ghost tools!

It is true that the combined damage of these ghost weapons is not as good as the two shots Yin Tian fired before.

However, as a nightmare demon.

How has Fu Meng been treated like this?

Have you ever been underestimated so much?!

Not much harm, very insulting!

At this moment, Fu Meng's heart was filled with anger.

I truly realized what it means to be a King of Hell is easy to mess with, but it is difficult for a little ghost to deal with.

He can easily break these ghost tools by taking out one of them alone.

However, these messy things combined, and he was injured first, and he felt the trouble for a while.

"What are you going to do?!"

And at this moment, Fu Meng suddenly found Qi Feng raised his fist.

A ring on his hand flashed with a heart-pounding silver light.

"I just learned a move, try it if it's easy to use."

Qi Feng smiled and threw out a rope to tie the mask.

Now, with 8,000 ghost power, he can't use up all the ghost power.

After exerting the light of the holy punishment, there are still four thousand ghost powers on your body.

Moreover, under the influence of two large yang energy waists, the ghost power rose to 5,000 in this moment.

The power of the demon dragon fist should be enough.

Said.

Qi Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with Fu Meng anymore.

Concentrates ghost power and punches out.

Seeing the magic dragon phantom appearing in Qi Feng's fist, Fu Meng's pupils instantly dilated.

All stupid!

Isn’t this move the magic dragon fist that I am extremely familiar with?

But why, this guy who used the Demon Dragon Fist did not have any demonic energy on his body?!

Fu Meng knows the power of the Demon Dragon Fist better than anyone else.

At this moment, I felt that there was a certain bonus on the magic dragon phantom, which made the power of this punch more than doubled!

Holding the masked face is as if dead ashes.

This punch is not much less powerful than the one heyday!

If you are hit by this punch, can you breathe a breath?!

Fu Meng wants to escape!
To be continued...