The sound of "tearing" is like a whispering evil spirits in their ears. Just listening to it makes people feel a urge to have hair on their backs.

These heads rush to fly to Jimoqiu.

However, there was always a black line between his head and Wei Cheng, which restricted their freedom. Even if their facial features were ferocious and forceful, they could not continue to approach the target. Jimo Qiu looked at this scene coldly. Although he did not know the identities of these people, he also guessed the truth. His eyes fell on the face of Wei Cheng's chest, and the other faces flew out, but she did not move.

"I can't kill me with them."

Jimo Qiu opened his mouth to test.

Wei Cheng seemed to be unable to hear his words, and a sharp roar came out of his mouth. As the roar sounded through the sky, hundreds of heads flying in the air were all excited. This time, the black line was easily broken. The head flew wildly to Jimo Qiu.

Jimo Qiu transformed into a long spear of red tassel in his hand.

The long red tassels under the tip of the gun turned into red and white flames with a thud.

"Do you know what dead people fear the most?"

Jimo Qiu didn't expect to get the answer from the head.

The huge force mixed with infinite momentum, and rushed straight to the head with the gun wind. The gun shadows in the sky opened up a field around him, and the martial energy poured out turned into a flame that was so strong that it was strong. The fastest-flying head had no time to stop, and it fell into the barrier paved by the gun shadows. Before he could even scream, it was beaten into ashes.

Sizzling sound!

"Where to escape-"

Endless gun flowers condense into the scene of flying dragons.

One red and white flame after another blooms in the air, and this scene can be called "great scenery". It's a pity that the heads of people have no blessing to be able to survive, just because they get a little red and white flames, they will scream in pain.

It makes people think of the four words "souls are gone".

The slow-flying head saw the fate of other heads, fear surpassed greed, and they screamed and ran away in scattered. This move was just useless! Some smart ones flew directly to Weicheng. They usually hated Weicheng so much that they hated him for killing himself, hated him for suppressing and imprisoning himself, and did not care about these things at this moment.

How can freedom be important?

Unexpectedly, this retreat was also cut off.

It was not someone else who cut it off, but the original deity of Weicheng.

Chen Tang looked at this scene without any surprise and murmured: "Wei Cheng is killing people with a knife, it's really high."

It seems to confirm Chen Tang’s guess.

Wei Cheng raised his palm and slapped the man's head back.

The head fell heavily to the ground, and the black fog faded a little.

"Wei Yucheng——"

A few heads immediately reacted.

A huge hatred emanates from his mouth.

Wei Cheng tilted his head. Seeing Jimo Qiu coming, he shot and sent all the heads away. He was completely satisfied when he saw them disappear completely. He looked up and his eyes were facing Jimo Qiu who was looking calmly: "Shu Zi, do you have any last words?"

Jimo Qiu just looked at his chest without saying a word.

This scene made Wu Xian's heart rise to his throat again.

"National Master, do you need it--"

"Need not."

The national teacher smiled satisfied with a smile on his lips.

"Twenty-first-class Chehou, one person is enough!"

At the same time, Wei Cheng also said in a good mood: "For the sake of your help, you will allow you to leave your last words. I have finally gotten rid of my stubborn illness for so many years."

He was intoxicated by the taste of returning to his full state.

"I will leave you with a complete body."

Chen Tang looked at Wei Cheng and said in his heart: "It may not be."

Champagne halfway is the deadliest.

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The plane will land at 9:30 tomorrow night, and it should be early in the morning.
Chapter completed!