“…… It is difficult to explain the fall for a thousand years, and it will never turn over. ” As the last sentence fell, Chen Feng's eyes opened suddenly, and he said to Ramishiva: "If you take my trick and the twelve hells don't die, I will spare your life today, and I will no longer care about the affairs of the Ding family's father and daughter." ” Chen Feng grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and a white cyclone swirled above the knife body, from a distance, it looked like a dragon was circling, and it was more like a dragon screaming, a sharp scream, like a soul sunk in hell roaring, about to destroy everything in front of him.
"It's a deal!
Lulu Ma ......"
Ramishiva recited a sentence of Sanskrit, her body was like a pilgrim, her body fell to the ground, her body leaned forward, and a pair of fists emitted a faint fluorescence towards Chen Feng like a wild bull......
"Hell is sinking!"
Chen Feng shouted, the knife in his hand turned into countless afterimages, and made a whistling sound, just like the cry of an unjust soul, a knife slashed on Ramishiva's fist, a loud noise came out, Chen Feng dragged the knife over Ramishiva's body, just now it was as if the earth was shaking the mountains, in this quiet night, it looked particularly crisp.
"Click!"
With a sound, as if hearing the sound of something shattering, it was a bit like a chicken breaking out of its shell, and Ramishiva, who was behind Chen Feng, suddenly knelt down on his knees, his body trembled, the layers of copper on his body were gradually fading, and the skin of his body slowly returned to its original color......
Chen Feng turned his back to Ramishiva, the blade was still pointing forward, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, a mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth, his body shook, the strength of his physical strength was already empty, and there was no half of it left, and he was so weak that he couldn't even grasp the knife in his hand.
Ramishiva also turned his back to Chen Feng, his eyes were round, and the expression on his face looked very weird, feeling as if he was relieved, only to hear his mouth muttering: "What a powerful Twelve Hells, sure enough, it's not the Emperor Caesar, I lost, I lost!"
” "Shiva, the disciple can finally come and serve you......"
After Ramishiva said this, he saw his body 'poof' all of a sudden, and suddenly it began to break into two, three, four, and five in the middle......
The bright red blood poured out like a spider's web, the breath of life was gone, and there was only a pile of meaningless rotten meat left on the ground, and soon, the rotten flesh began to turn black, mixed with the blood, and soon became a puddle of black water, the black water was as thick as ink, and no one could still identify it from the black water on the ground, this puddle of ink-like things, was still a living person just now.
The string in Chamu's hand, which was originally the largest bead in the chain of Buddhist beads that belonged to the Prophet Ramishiva, suddenly "snapped" and became split apart and fell to the ground.
"The Prophet ......"
Chamu pounced, got down on his knees and cried loudly......
At this time, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and a lightning bolt lit up half of the sky, and the night sky, which was originally very clear, began to crackle with raindrops the size of beans, pouring Chen Feng on the ground into a soup chicken, and also washing away a pool of black ink on the ground......
Chen Feng raised his head and let the rain fall on his face, he looked at the dark night sky and muttered, "Ramishva, I hope you can really return to the embrace of your gods." ” A pair of Ding family father and daughter who were hiding in the room and shivering, they had been listening to Chen Feng's words, Chen Feng didn't open his mouth to call them, they didn't dare to come out, and they didn't know if it was over or not, did Chen Feng win?
Still is......
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement, Ding Xiaorou plucked up her courage, opened half of the door and looked out, and found that Chen Feng was the only one kneeling in the courtyard, the pouring rain poured on his body, and the old man in the jute robe just now had disappeared.
An umbrella suddenly blocked Chen Feng's head, Chen Feng came back to his senses, and saw that Ding Xiaorou didn't know when, so he took an umbrella to help him block the rain in the back, but he was drenched by the heavy rain outside, and he was shivering.
Chen Feng's heart warmed up, he was a little moved, he tried his best to lift up a little strength, stood up tremblingly, took the umbrella in her hand, and pulled her to his side with his hand, Ding Xiaorou felt a little better, although the rain outside was very cold, and the clothes on his body were also wet, but it felt as if as long as he stood by Chen Feng's side, it seemed to have a warm feeling, I don't know if it was his own illusion, or psychological factors.
"Brother Feng, did you win?
What about the old man just now?
Ding Xiaorou got a little closer, not knowing why Chen Feng didn't go back to the house, but stood here in the rain.
Chen Feng nodded, but there were some things that were too cruel, and he didn't want her to know: "Yes, I won, he is gone." ” There are two meanings in this sentence, one is that he is gone, that is, he is gone, and the other is that he is gone, and he is dead, and Ding Xiaorou understands the one in front, thinking that the old man can't beat Chen Feng, so he escapes.
Ding Xiaorou said happily: "That's great, Brother Feng, you beat them away this time, they shouldn't come back, right?"
” Ding Xiaorou was innocent, Chen Feng didn't want to disappoint her and said: "No, they won't come back" But is that really the case?
Of course not, Ramishiva is not wrong, Chen Feng can defeat one of him, there will be more Lamishiva coming to find trouble with their father and daughter, to solve this trouble, there is only ......
"Okay, it's okay, let's go back to the house, be careful not to catch a cold."
Chen Feng didn't say more, and took Ding Xiaorou back to the house.
Yao Beina was wearing a thin pajamas, standing in a field, the heavy rain in the sky drenched her body, the ketones in it were faintly visible, and the water droplets fell down her burgundy hair drop by drop, the air pressure just now had disappeared in the whole city, and she lost her senses, standing motionless in this field and looking at the distant sky.
"Twelve hells!
It is the momentum of the twelve hells, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it, no wonder it will overwhelm the whole city, Caesar and others are really in Huaxia. ” If you get close to her, you can hear Yao Beina muttering to herself, ignoring the rain on her, her face full of surprise.
I don't know why, Chen Feng's appearance suddenly appeared in her mind, only to see Yao Beina confirm it for a while, and deny it for a while, but in the end she still couldn't be sure that Chen Feng was Caesar, so she had to drive Chen Feng's figure out of her mind, because she didn't feel it in Chen Feng's body last time, the domineering momentum on Caesar's body, the edge of dominating the world, and giving it to me.
No one can use Caesar's Twelve Hells, except for himself, although Chen Feng's identity is still unclear to her, but it doesn't matter, she just needs to know that Caesar is in Huaxia, this is the most sufficient, this is the highest level of red secret, she must go back immediately to report the news to her superiors.
When she thought of this, Yao Beina turned her head, turned around and hurriedly ran back to the way she came, she didn't want to stay for even a quarter of an hour, Caesar was in Huaxia, this was big news that shocked the world, she had to let the people above know as soon as possible, and she definitely couldn't let people from other countries take the lead.