One of them also joked: "Is this person crazy? His brain has been damaged. He keeps shouting about big bugs."
Another person joked: "What is it? It's a worm. Does this person have an insect fetish?"
Sun Weiming was spinning around like a top, his body's power was restricted, and he didn't know how long he could stop it with his dragon robe. Sun Weiming only knew that his seven holes were bleeding, his body was in a state of disrepair, he was swaying around, and he would fall down at any time.
"This kid is very durable. Brother Dao, let's not be polite. In order to maintain the justice of the world, we will chop him up." The man named Nong Sanmu shouted shamelessly.
The great god sacrificed a strange weapon and shouted: "Guo Baojun, the cultivator of the Sixth District of the Divine Realm, takes the lead, kill the immortal scissors, go!"
They were two long blades, one on the left and one on the right, cutting through the air, and the aura formed a W shape. Sun Weiming was facing the crisis of being cut into pulp. Looking at the two giant knives, he thought in his heart, what should he do?
How many disasters are we facing?
"Boy, do you want to be tied up, or do you want to suffer the pain of Zhu Xian?" This great god at least has some conscience. Seeing that Sun Weiming was unable to resist, he still remembered to say hello to Sun Weiming. Sun Weiming looked at the man who was ten feet above his head.
With a sharp blade, he looked at Ma Hu in the distance again, his unconcealable joy, and then his eyes glanced at Yu'er beside him.
At this time, Yu'er was holding Ma Hu with one hand, and her eyes told Sun Weiming that she hated him to death. Perhaps, she thought that Sun Weiming had deceived her into staying in the underworld for several years.
Alas, Sun Weiming sighed softly, then closed his eyes and concentrated, why did they do this to him, why? Is this his life?
Just listen to Guo Baojun shouting: "You are still trying to show off even when you are about to die!"
The giant sword went straight down, and at first it was overwhelming, but as it went down, it felt like it was carrying a lot of "baggage", like it was weighing heavily. Sun Weiming couldn't help opening his eyes, the highest state of patience in his heart - "
Cruelty" was surrounding him.
Sun Weiming didn't want to offend anyone, but they were the ones to offend him today. Sun Weiming, the dignified chief executive of Jinjue and the boss of Fengliu, was humiliated for no reason. They just pretended to bully the small ones, and even joined forces to beat him up.
Soon, Sun Weiming heard a wailing sound and hurriedly opened his eyes. He suddenly saw that a group of monks were lying on the ground, motionless, and the three figures above the god-level were also covered in blood.
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What, what's going on? By the way, Sun Weiming unintentionally amplified the conscious killing method with his patient cruelty.
Sun Weiming was dumbfounded and quickly retracted his patience. When he looked carefully, there were only a dozen people left in the air. Except for the three gods, they were all figures from Jiulian Island. All the factions of the Five Mountains Alliance lay flat on their backs, wailing incessantly.
Sloppy yelled: "What a demon-destroying Saint and Chaos Saint Sun Weiming. Where did you learn this sinister technique? You killed a fellow martial artist. Either you die or I die today."
Sun Weiming shouted anxiously: "I, I didn't mean it, I can help everyone take a look."
There were groans from below, and a mage-level figure shouted: "Master, master, please don't die! Leader, this evil thief has killed the master!"
There were some mage-level figures who were also yelling. They were too weak to come up and fight, but they glared at Sun Weiming with bared teeth.
Sloppy sneered and said: "Take the move, I want to get rid of the devil for Turin... Sloppy comes from all directions."
Ma Hu was furious and rushed to attack. Sun Weiming did not dare to be patient anymore. He could only watch the eight qigong lines in the air, which directly hit Sun Weiming.
You have to hit the areas where he has no clothes."
Although Ma Hu's qigong was powerful, it was true that Sun Weiming only suffered from physical pain, and Sun Weiming even discovered that the power that was originally restricted by the disc mantra was recovering. At the same time, Ma Hu's green sword arrived again, and Sun Weiming was in a hurry
When my skills were insufficient, I had no choice but to wander around, and when I saw the mourning people everywhere, my heart was full of mixed feelings.
Suddenly, Sun Weiming was not paying attention, and a flying knife came to his eyes and pierced directly under the Yushi spirit ring, just below his throat.
As soon as Sun Weiming heard the familiar voice: "Evil thief, suffer death!"
The one who threw the flying knife was Yu'er. Sun Weiming felt a chill in his heart, and his brain was a bit crazy due to lack of blood. Sun Weiming knew that the blood on his body was gushing out like a fountain at this time.
He cried out with difficulty: "Yu'er, I, I didn't betray, betray Turin..."
There were thunderous cheers everywhere: "The devil is dead, the devil is dead, we have taken revenge."
These sounds of joy are mixed with the cries below and the beating of my dying heartbeat. How ironic and ridiculous it is today! In this heart-wrenching place, where Sun Weiming died once, he
Facing catastrophe again.
Looking at Sloppy's proud evil smile, he seemed to be mocking Sun Weiming. Sun Weiming had robbed his beloved, Fairy Yusi.
return.
When all kinds of emotions were mixed in his heart, Sun Weiming was awakened by the consciousness of Dao: "Boss, wake up! If you die, the dragons and dragons will also die, so think carefully."
It was the voice of the big insect again, big insect, are you back? These words were like cold water sprinkled on Sun Weiming's head, he couldn't die.
Fortunately, at this time, Nahu seemed to be attracted by what I just said, and asked: "Madam, why did he call you Yu'er?"
Others were frightened by Sun Weiming's skills and did not dare to come up to take Sun Weiming's life. The three gods all closed their eyes to rest, and seemed to be seriously injured.
In a rare opportunity, Sun Weiming was able to use the blood-sealing technique with one hand and a light ball with the word "Om" with the other hand. His whole body seemed to be about to disperse. Only then did they realize that Sun Weiming was not dead yet.
Ma Hu seemed to have gotten the answer from Yu'er, his eyes widened with anger, and he was pressing down like a big mountain. With Sun Weiming's current situation, he was unable to resist at all.
He was about to strike out with his palm when suddenly a ball of flying knives came towards him. He was so clever that he took a few steps back and yelled: "Who!"
It's the five-clawed golden eagle, here he comes!
The three divine men, who closed their eyes to meditate, opened their eyes at the same time, and used various magic weapons and divine swords to fight with the Five Eagle Swords.
"Who are you, sir, and why do you want to save this shameless person?" said Nong Sanmu, pointing at the five-clawed golden eagle.
"You are very brave, you dare to touch my master." The five-clawed golden eagle said fiercely.
At this time, Lei Tianxun appeared behind the five-clawed golden eagle, and the great god named Guo Baojun shouted: "Xiao Wan, you finally came out, today is your day of death."
As soon as he spoke, the three of them attacked Lei Tianxun in unison.
"It's you three again." Lei Tianxun shouted.
Lei Tianxun played the "Three Purities and Heavy Gangs" of Yuqing Dafa. The three souls of Taiqing, Shangqing, and Yuqing each spit out their true energy, turned into a wall of light and attacked the three people. The three and Lei