Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

It seems to give people a worried feeling.

joke.

Although the bull's head and horse face are both handsome.

But the strength of the two of them is much stronger than Hei Wuchang.

Although in the myth of hell, the position of bull head and horse face in people's hearts is not important, but in terms of combat effectiveness alone, Hei Wuchang is really not their opponent.

"Humph!"

Bullhead let out a snort.

The steel hairpin in his hand was thrown directly at Mr. Kong Kong.

The steel hairpin was so sharp that it cut through the air directly, and came in front of Young Master Kong in the blink of an eye.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Young Master Kong Kong groaned, and threw out a small sword again.

However this time.

The moment the little sword touched the steel hairpin, it... broke into countless pieces! !

However, the steel hairpin remained unabated, piercing Young Master Kong's body abruptly.

A strong ghostly aura continued to emanate from his body.

"Jie—!"

From Master Kongkong's mouth, there was a strange cry, which was a shrill one.

"Horse noodles!!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiao's eyes lit up immediately, and he yelled at Ma Mian.

As the saying goes:

While you are sick, I will kill you.

Niutou's blow just now severely injured Mr. Kongkong.

As long as Ma Mian made another move, he would basically be useless!

"exist!"

Hearing Lin Xiao's voice, Ma Mian agreed, clutching the trident tightly in his hand, and flew towards Young Master Kongkong.

"Want to kill me?!"

From Young Master Kong Kong's mouth, there was a loud roar, "There is no door!!"

As his voice fell.

He stood up slowly.

"All Swords Return to the Sect!!"

Master Kongkong threw the sword box in his hand directly into the sky.

All famous swords poured out of the sword box frantically.

Followed by.

These swords began to split crazily.

One handle becomes two handles, two handles become four handles, four handles become eight handles, eight handles become sixteen handles...

Just in the blink of an eye.

In front of Young Master Kong Kong, thousands of swords appeared.

Every sword is extremely cold.

"go with!"

Mr. Kongkong suddenly pointed his right hand towards the horse's face.

A sword with a handle frantically rushed towards the horse's face.

The first sword.

It directly penetrated the body of the horse face and did not cause any substantial damage to it.

Followed by.

The second handle, the third handle, the fourth handle...

More and more swords passed through the horse's face, but none of them had any effect.

Young Master Kong's face turned green.

Both eyes were wide open, and horror and disbelief were written on his face.

Wan Jian's return to the sect is his greatest weapon.

But now...