Chapter 147(2/2)
I saw that the health of the old man in the blood robe recovered as before.
Full of blood?
Damn it.
There are ten thousand urges to curse people rushing all over my body.
"Little guy, I am immortal, and you can't beat me."
The old man in the blood robe showed a contemptuous smile.
"Is this really the case?"
After Su Ziyang finished speaking, he stepped on the head of the old man with his blood robe, raised his dagger and stabbed him wildly.
Two seconds later.
The old man in the blood robe had bottomed out. He pierced Su Ziyang with the last pierced, piercing his health, and his health was restored to his original state.
"this……"
At this moment, Su Ziyang was stunned.
This is also a bit of yarn!
Who is the opponent so perverted?
"Little guy, when I recover, I will definitely get rid of your tendons and peel you off!"
"I guess you only have a few methods, right?"
The old man in the blood robe looked at Su Ziyang with a playful look on his face and said with a smile.
"snort!"
Su Ziyang snorted coldly, and used the same method to stab the old man in the blood robe to death again.
However, after a moment, he recovered as before.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Su Ziyang cursed secretly, watching the duration of the Breaking Pill pass by little by little, and thought it was not good.
Then, he swept his eyes to the demons standing in the distance and ready to rush over at any time, and couldn't help but frown and think.
If it weren't for the Blade Pill, let alone the old man in the blood robe, even the other two demon elders would be afraid that it would be difficult to deal with.
"what to do?"
Looking at their gaze.
Su Ziyang stomped his feet on the face of the old man with his blood robe and stomped down.
"boom……"
Each kick made a roar.
The face of the old man in the blood robe was distorted and deformed, and it was difficult to make any sound.
Then, using the same method, he stomped his feet hard on the old man in the blood robe.
After a moment.
The body of the old man in the blood robe was completely invisible and looked extremely miserable.
The old man in the blood robe flipped up repeatedly at Su Ziyang's feet and stomped hard. Finally, he was stamped into a ball.
However, his health is still strong and he has no death.
Su Ziyang was surprised and said that as long as the old man in the blood robe had no health, he would not recover from his human form.
This scene strongly stimulated the eyes of the onlookers of the demons.
They looked at Su Ziyang, their eyes full of horror.
"The Great Elder was beaten so badly?"
"So terrible, this Spirit Emperor is so terrifying!"
"The Third Elder, why are you still standing there? Why don't you go and help the Great Elder quickly!"
"If you want to go, I don't have an immortal body. If I die, I will die!"
Such a sound kept ringing.
Su Ziyang kicked the old man in the blood robe like a ball, then raised a middle finger at them, "I have a habit, come and chase me!"
After saying that, Su Ziyang left quickly like lightning.
Everyone's faces were unstable for the people standing there, and no one dared to rush forward to pursue Su Ziyang.
Soon after.
The old man in the blood robe recovered.
"What? You didn't chase him!"
"A bunch of waste, a bunch of rice buckets! If that guy hadn't had the Devil's Pill, could he deal with me?" The old man in blood roared hysterical roar.
Hearing this, everyone lowered their heads and smiled bitterly.
"Great Elder, I'll chase you!"
"Come back! Do you think you can catch up? If you catch up, you can beat him again?"
"this?"
"Hmph, he can't escape, big things are important!"
"yes……"
Everyone walked back one by one.
At this moment.
"A bunch of waste!"
A loud shout rang out.
Everyone, including the man in red robe, looked fearful and knelt down one after another.
Chapter completed!