Chapter 845 (1/2)
”Bang.”
In the garden of Songjiazhuang, the mountain like body was overwhelmed and finally fell down.
He didn't want to fall down. Even if he was afraid of death, he would follow the steps of the eldest and be a giant with indomitable spirit.
But he really couldn't hold on. His leg bones were broken and could not stand. He collapsed like pushing down a jade pillar from a golden mountain.
”Ha ha!”
Song Weiyi's smile was still ferocious. He took a long sword in his subordinate's hand, and with a ”puff” sound, he pierced Hou Lei's only remaining arm, dripping with blood.
”How crazy you are...”
”Poof,”
”you're nothing if you dare to come to the Song family to be wild.”
”Poof.”
”Ye Yusheng's waste is dead. Now, you can go with him. Don't worry, your body would not be used as waste. Make it into wax and light the sky lamp...”
”Go to hell.”
With this sword, he directly stabbed Hou Lei's heart without leaving any hands.
”Hey, hey.”
Hou Lei's eyes are wide open. He stares at Song Weiyi without saying a word. He wants to remember this face, so that he can come back from hell and kill the waste who dares to insult a few seats.
”Chi.”
The sword came out and broke the air.
”Boom
All of a sudden, a violent roar resounded from the outside of the manor, making song Weiyi stop his hand action and look back.
Under his gaze, a line of figures rushed into the manor, eyes crazy, directly into the crowd.
”Kill.”
Although Nishida Gong was the weakest, he took the lead and rushed to song Weiyi with his sword in his hand.
The two men were killed directly. Nishida bow was weak, but song Weiyi lost an arm. The two men were fighting each other. One shot was a battle of life and death.
Nishida Gong arrived in time, but the people he brought with him were much weaker than those of the Song family. Even though they all came with the will to die, they were still invincible, and soon they were at a disadvantage.
”Hum.”
When the battle was burning, suddenly, a dark cloud shrouded the Song family manor, and chains of plague were interwoven in the dark clouds like lightning.
A figure with a coffin on his back stepped on the cloud of plague. The plague ghost asked Xia in the East and arrived.
”Kill.”
The East asked Xia and pointed to the next, ”poop, poop...” The dense chain of pestilence fell from the sky like a rain of pestilence. Before it fell, there was a chill from the bottom of my heart.
”Who?”
Song Weiyi suddenly raised his head, his face immediately changed: ”quickly, block.”
”Boom, boom, boom...”
The three powerful people in the spirit refining environment soared to the sky, just like shells flying into the sky. Their breath was amazing, blocking the chain of pestilence falling from the sky.
”Chi Chi Chi...”
The chain is stretched across the sky, but they are constantly defeated by the three people. However, the speed of their rout is not as fast as the derivative speed. Every time they destroy a piece, more pestilence chains will fall.
”Plague field, open up.”
With a big drink, the plague field opened instantly, forming a pestilence cage, trapping the strong people in Sanming's soul refining environment. The roar resounded incessantly, and the plague field was constantly broken and made up.
The East asked Xia to suppress the strong in the same realm of Sanming with his own strength.
At the same time Another chain of plague fell, one of which directly wrapped up Hou Lei's broken body and carried it into the air.