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1078. Chapter 1078 There are many crises! 13

And the man with a square face and countless ugly scars standing next to the man was none other than Jin Mei, and Fang Mengmeng recognized it at a glance.

"I know a lot! However, the last one is inaccurate! I just sent a few people to have fun with you, but you guys underestimated me. It seems that I didn't come up with something to show you.

You really think I am made of batik!" The man said condescendingly looking at everyone below.

Shui Wuhen squinted slightly and glanced at the ghost-faced man. There was a cold and sharp light in his eyes. This man was quite an opponent.

"One, two, three, four..." The ghost-faced man ignored Shui Wuhen's eyes and instead counted people.

"Well, there are forty-nine people in total! Except for the woman who can live, there is no need to keep the others. Just kill them!" the man said very arrogantly after counting.

"It's not certain who will die!" Fang Mengmeng sneered, the filament in her hand reached out, and she used her strength to fly towards the man.

Shui Wuhen, Shiyi and Su Mofeng, who were nearby, took a look and flew up after them.

He instantly fell in front of the ghost-faced man.

The ghost-faced man looked at Fang Mengmeng and showed a strange smile. He immediately stepped back and left the place where he was just now.

At this moment, countless figures fell from the sky and landed in the room. Each of them actually held a drop of blood in their hands!

I'm going!

Fang Mengmeng seriously suspected that this man had also traveled through time. Otherwise, why would the blood droplets used by Nima Manqing to kill his own brothers appear here!

"Brush—" Drops of blood flew out from those people's hands one after another, along with long chains and the sound of the wind.

Fang Mengmeng took a look, and without saying a word, she pulled out the whip from her waist. Then, a bright silver light flashed, and the whip flew out, like a silver snake flying, "Brush——"

He entangled several iron chains at once, and pulled the iron chains in their own direction, and immediately the iron chains flew in the direction of those people.

The sharp teeth on the edge of the whirling droplets of blood suddenly struck several people, and blood spattered immediately. Although they did not cut off the heads of those people, they also injured several people.

"Don't be covered by their cover!" Fang Mengmeng shouted.

When the ghost-faced man saw this scene, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This woman is really not simple!

This weapon is the secret weapon of the dark army. Basically, no one can resist it once it is launched.

She can actually counter the Blood Drop. This is a weapon made by a weapon wizard of the Dark Army a hundred years ago. No one has ever been able to counter it.

Almost as soon as he takes action, the opponent will be killed without any trace of his body.

This woman actually knows.

It’s really not that simple!

Fang Mengmeng controlled the first round of blood drop attacks. Then, she turned around, put her left hand on the wrist of her right hand, and immediately several small needles shot out from her wrist guard, aiming at the ghost-faced man.

Shot it over.

When the ghost-faced man saw it, he waved his big sleeve and actually collected all the fine needles shot by Fang Mengmeng in his sleeve.

"That's all!" The man curled his lips and smiled, which immediately made Fang Mengmeng angry.
Chapter completed!
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