Chapter 119 Fist, falling from the sky!

Style: Fantasy Author: chaosWords: 2476Update Time: 24/01/13 09:47:24
Dark night is coming, and the entire city of Bo is still shrouded in the gloom of dusk.

Normally Bo City would be brightly lit at this time, but now apart from some drizzle in the gloom, there are only roaring sounds coming from somewhere, which makes people wonder whether this is a city inhabited by humans or a demon. Hunting grounds?

Inscription City, an area that had barely been evacuated, was littered with corpses. People were dragged out every second and quickly turned into food.

At this moment, the setting sun is still leaving the dimly lit edge of night in the city. Groups of demons are rampaging on the streets. They are extremely angry. That is because a group of damn humans have destroyed their important passages. ! !

They still have so many people and companions who have never enjoyed food as delicious as humans. They haven't completely occupied this place, and the passage has been destroyed like that...

The nearby demons were angry, and they frantically pursued the humans who destroyed the passage. Even if there was an intermediate magician among these humans, they would never take a step back.

The rather powerful human being had been killed by them, leaving only four guys running around like mice. It didn't matter, they had no chance of leaving here alive.



"Luo Yunbo, forget it, we can't run anymore." Pan Lijun looked at Luo Yunbo who was running with all his strength, with a sad look on his face.

Originally, the moment she stepped into this mission team, she had planned not to go back.

The entrance to the cave has been destroyed, and Officer Cheng has also died. How can they, the junior magicians, escape from the demon's pursuit?

"What nonsense are you talking about? They can't match my speed. Believe me, they can definitely escape!" Luo Yunbo cursed.

Luo Yunbo did not give up. No military mage really looked down upon death, but they would not hesitate when they were more determined than ordinary people and needed to sacrifice themselves.

The mission was completed, and Officer Cheng used his last magic energy to open a bloody path for them. I just hope that I will never give up in the face of death.

Life was never precious. Too many people had died in Bo City. Luo Yunbo, who had grown up here since he was a child, did not want to see anyone die again. I don’t even want my teammate Pan Lijun to fall into the mouth of a demon like this.

In short, he will not give up, he wants to live, he also wants to see Boss Zhankong and the others triumphantly holding the heads of Winged Canglang, and he wants to see all the monsters expelled from Bo City. What’s more, we should see that Bo City quickly returned to its peaceful days after the disaster, with no screams or cries...

Luo Yunbo didn't want to die, and he wouldn't allow Pan Lijun to give up like this!

"Uh uh uh uh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Suddenly, at the crossroads ahead, six one-eyed demon wolves suddenly stood in the way of Luo Yunbo and Pan Lijun's escape.

There are no other alleys in this long street. There are at least hundreds of demons chasing behind them. They are not something that they can stop. Even the six one-eyed demon wolves that appear in front of them have already made them unable to stop. Way to survive.

Pan Lijun's face showed some relief. She really didn't want to make a meaningless struggle. Anyway, he is dead, so what's the point of living alone in this world.

Luo Yunbo was full of unwillingness! !

Even if the number of monsters reaches hundreds, as long as they are behind them, and as long as there are no warrior-level monsters, they will never catch up with him.

After passing this long street, they had hope of survival, but six wandering monsters appeared here. They were obviously called by their companions to intercept them here.

I'm so unwilling. If I were stronger, the result would be completely different.

Luo Yunbo glanced around. I wanted to find the slightest possibility of living, but there was nothing. I just didn't know why there was the light of flames on the rooftop of a building not far away...



"Let it burn!"

If a ray of fire flashes through the dark night, as dazzling as a shooting star and full of destruction, it must be the flaming fist of my great Mofan! ! !

Fierce punch! ! ! ! ! !

Day and night seemed to reach a critical point at this moment. It was also at this moment that on the terrace of a certain building, scorching flames illuminated this large dark block.

Covered in flames, standing on the edge of the terrace was clearly a flame demon, standing above the city, roaring with flames and thick darkness. Heat wave slaps angrily! !

The air temperature reached the hottest point. As Mo Fan swung his fist wildly, the huge flaming fist that broke through the night seemed to be the power to fight against the Night Demon God.

The surroundings were illuminated brightly, and the huge flaming fist turned into a burning meteor. It whizzed past several commercial buildings magnificently, and crashed straight towards the intersection of the long street! ! ! !

"Bang!!! Bang!!! Bang!!!!!!!!!"

The flaming giant fist was simply born for destruction. The six greedy one-eyed demon wolves did not expect that the flames would fall from the sky. It was like a giant smashing his fist at them. The six one-eyed demon wolves were still trapped in the process of fleeing in panic. The surging waves of flames made people wail repeatedly.

The giant flaming fist smashed down, leaving a horrifying crater of flames in the center of the intersection. The six one-eyed demon wolves that had been blocking Luo Yunbo and Pan Lijun before were reduced to ashes and fled away.

"This..." Luo Yunbo and Pan Lijun were stunned.

As if they were loved by the gods, just when they were about to enter the gate of hell, a flaming fist blasted the gate to pieces. How can this feeling be described in words?

Luo Yunbo reacted quickly and once again used the wind rail to pull Pan Lijun to escape. When passing the huge pothole, Luo Yunbo couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the rooftop that was shining with flames just now...

That flaming figure...

Why is it so familiar, why does it look like Mo Fan who is looking for his relatives?

Did you see it wrong? ? ?

Pan Lijun also turned her head while escaping. She never thought that a miracle would happen to her at the end of her death. This miracle came from the mysterious man on the terrace! !

who is he? ?

Is there an expert in Bo City that they don't know about? Why is he willing to save him?



When the fire gradually faded away, the city once again fell into darkness.

On the terrace, Xinxia stood there quietly. The girl's elegant group was slowly fluttering under the heat wave just now, and together with the black hair, they formed a beautiful and moving picture on the terrace.

However, her delicate and beautiful face was completely dissatisfied with surprise.

Her beautiful eyes were imprinted on the figure standing on the edge of the rooftop. Even though she knew that he had entered the realm of intermediate magicians, when his whole body was ignited by flames and boiling, he wildly and wantonly waved the fist of fire that broke through the night. At that moment, Xinxia felt that his entire temperament had completely changed with the domineering flames.

Mo Fan is always warm and naughty in Xinxia's heart, and he always secretly shares his bad feelings with himself. It is hard to imagine that the absolute power in his hands will be so solemn and solemn!

"Isn't he handsome?" Mo Fan turned his head and found that Xia Xia's beautiful eyes never moved away from his face, and asked unconsciously intoxicated.

Only then did Xinxia realize that she was a little crazy. Her cheeks suddenly became red, almost to the roots of her ears. She avoided looking into Mo Fan's eyes anymore.

At this moment, Xinxia understood what it felt like to have a heart that was like a little deer, which was mentioned in many books.



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