God-level Stealing System

Whoosh! ! !

Black Bat Lang suddenly raised his right hand, and his palm and arm turned into a silver death scythe!

The silver light shone brightly, reflecting Black Bat Lang's hideous face, which was as dark and wrinkled as if it had been roasted in a charcoal fire.

"Stinky bat! If you have any skills, just come over here!!"

At this moment, his silence and fighting spirit are at the peak of his powers, his eyebrows are emerald and his sword is gleaming, his eyes are shining with golden light, and his strong shouting voice is like a blue dragon emerging from the water, breaking through the sky of thousands of clouds.

"ah!!!"

For some reason, Black Bat Lang suddenly roared into the air like a ghost howling like a wolf.

As he waved his right arm, a flash of silver stirred the blue clouds.

The wind rises and the nebulae move.

The black robe was shimmering and curling, wrapping the Black Bat Lang's skinny body. A ferocious black shadow of the bat appeared behind him. Then, a column of black mist spurted out from behind him, cutting through the blue sky and white sun, and merged into the depths of the clouds. .

Suddenly, the shadows of bats filled the sky, and their chirping sounds hovered in the void, disturbing and restless, like the evil laughter of a devil.

Thousands of black bats, holding Black Bat Lang's sleeves and collars in their mouths, lifted him into the sky, as if they were supporting the Night Bat King!

"It's a bluff! It's probably an illusion again!"

The silence was as cold as ice, and the eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

"Humph, this is not an illusion!"

A fierce cold light flashed in Black Bat Lang's eyes:

"This place will definitely become your grave!!"

Before the sound fell, a black figure disappeared in mid-air.

Hoo ho ho!

The wind in the field got even worse! The devil's evil smile extended infinitely in the wind, like thousands of ghosts chirping in unison!

Silently turned his eyes slightly, and saw a subtle wave like water ripples appearing in the air at some point.

The art of invisibility and escape?

Good guy! It's not enough to pretend to be a bat in broad daylight, now you have to pretend to be a ghost?

Silence calls you good guy!

Although he had seen through it in his heart, he pretended to be confused on his silent face:

"Hey, where are you? Don't you want to avenge your brother?"

He turned his back and deliberately showed Black Bat Lang a flaw.

Cackling!

In fact, the muscles on Shen Mo's right arm were stirring, and a powerful force surged into the entire arm like a tidal wave. The strong muscles made the Tianji armband clang, and between the slender five fingers clenching into a fist, unexpectedly It's a burst of air.

What a powerful force this is! Enough to crush the tusks of a mammoth into powder!

Such a sincere punch was of course a surprise prepared for someone who wanted to launch a sneak attack.

"Shen Ergou, take your life!!!"

With a whoosh of strong wind, the black bat man appeared in the void and suddenly appeared behind Shen Mo like a human bat.

Uh-huh! !

The scythe, as thin as a fishhook, swung out an arc of silver light, like the crescent moon in autumn, cracking the sky sadly and making a sad sound. Black Bat Lang smiled, his eyes filled with madness and pride, as if he had already seen the scythe reaping the heads of silent people. Exciting scene with five steps of blood splattering!

The result is exactly the opposite...

"Idiot! My name is Silence!!"

Looking back, his eyes were as bright as the sun, shooting through the void. Shen Shen took out a big fist that had been preparing for a long time and was hungry and thirsty!

The iron fist struck out like a white rainbow piercing the sun. Black Bat Lang's pupils shrank in fear and expanded infinitely!

Before Black Bat Lang even thought of dodge, this sudden and extremely powerful punch hit his wrinkled face firmly.

"Pfft! Ah!!"

A short scream was no longer enough to express the panic, panic, shock and trembling in his heart.

The remaining body flew thousands of feet away, smashing through dozens of ancient red maple trees as thick as iron pillars. Black Bat Lang fell into the depths of the maple forest, his skull shattered into slag, with red and white stains flowing all over the ground.

He held a breath in his throat and couldn't swallow it. He raised a blood-stained finger and pointed at the silence that had moved through the forest to him at some point:

"I am a trusted disciple of the Great Sage Nan Wuxiu. How dare you kill me?"

threaten!

Even though he was in a situation of disastrous defeat and certain death, he was still threatening to remain silent!

Regarding his threat, Silence would not choose to ignore it, but would be extremely disgusted.

They wanted to cut Shen Shen into pieces before, how could Shen Shen let them go?

"I promise, I will let you see your head leave your body!"

A cold murderous light flashed in Shen Shen's eyes, he could say it, and he could even do it.

"Wait!"

Feeling the cold murderous intent invading his bone marrow, Black Bat Lang's body trembled, and he used his last strength to shout urgently.

"Any last words?"

"I, I usually react very quickly, it's you... you don't tell me..."

Silent Jun frowned:

"Shut up!!"

With a swipe of his finger, a line of golden knife wire fell down, seeping like clear water into Black Bat Lang's back neck, ribs, thighs, and ankles...

"If you lose, you lose! Don't make excuses for your incompetence! That will only make the world laugh at you!"

Silence rarely showed disdain to his opponents, let alone a dying person, but now, he was extremely disdainful of Black Bat Lang.

He turned around, not bothering to look down at Black Bat Lang's death, but he knew that it would definitely be extremely miserable!

A golden figure disappeared into the red maple forest like a sea of ​​fire.

On the other side, Jiang Haiqing and his group of eight people were rushing here quickly.

Jiang Haiqing held a black jade orb the size of a chicken egg tightly in his hand. On the orb appeared a partial topographic map of the True Dragon Secret Realm. As they moved, the map template continued to change and update.

This is Mang Luantuo of Southern Xinjiang, the "treasure" that Jiang Haiqing mentioned to Jiang Hailong before.

It can reproduce the terrain and search for thousands of miles, but the premise is that the user is proficient in the art of tracing water to find the source, otherwise it will not be effective. The piece in Jiang Haiqing's hand was opened by You Ye Shuangfei Lang, and Jiang Haiqing passed it. This mangluantuo knew the location of You Ye Shuangfei Lang.

But at this moment, on the ink jade orb, the tiny bat shadow, one purple and one black, suddenly dimmed and finally disappeared.

"hiss……"

Seeing this strange situation, Jiang Haiqing couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Elder Jiang, why did you stop? Didn't you say that the man in purple robe has been trapped by an expert and asked us to hurry up and help in the battle?"

Jiang Haiqing stopped, and the seven Jiang family quasi-emperors accompanying him also had to stop.

"Help me!"

In the blink of an eye, the black jade orb became an ordinary stone. Jiang Haiqing threw it away and cursed angrily. Then he spoke anxiously, looked around at the people who looked puzzled, and said in a deep voice:

"You Ye Shuangfei Lang is dead! The man in purple robe is missing!!"

"What?!"

The old man in black clothes suddenly had ripples on his old face.

When the other six people heard the bad news, they all looked at each other and stamped their feet in panic.

"Alas! It's useless to say anything now! In the end, we still underestimated the strength of this purple-robed man!"

Jiang Haiqing was filled with annoyance, and his brows furrowed into the shape of a river.

"Huh? It smells like blood!"

A gust of forest wind blew by, and the strong man with a sharp beard in a white shirt sniffed hard:

"over there!"

He roared at the top of his lungs, and then like a wild porcupine, he took the lead and ran towards a red maple forest not far away.

The other people didn't hesitate and followed him to take a look. They saw a corpse wrapped in a black robe, lying on the yellow withered grass.

"Black Bat Lang!!"

Jiang Haiqing recognized this person at a glance and let out a low breath.

"Why is there a golden hair?"

The strong man in white shirt squatted in front of the corpse, exclaimed in surprise, and became curious. His fat hand immediately picked up a golden thread wrapped around the neck of the corpse and lifted it up.

"Don't touch it!"

Jiang Haiqing shouted quickly, but it was already too late.

bass!

The seemingly tiny silk thread was as taut as a piano string. It was as sharp as a golden knife when it was lifted. When the golden light rose, it directly cut off the strong man's fingers, and the blood was splashed like a red rose. On the white shirt.

"Ahhhhhh!!"

A series of pig-like howls made the fiery red maple leaves fly like flowing fire.

The old man in black clothes quickly stepped forward and dragged the strong man in white clothes away.

"Everyone stand back!"

A cold shout stopped several quasi-emperors who were about to check on Black Bat Lang's body. Everyone's hearts were raised in their throats, and their attention was focused on Jiang Haiqing.

"let me!"

Jiang Haiqing's temples were sweating slightly, and he pursed his lips. Then he pulled out the law enforcement knife from his waist, guarded it on his chest, and moved towards Black Bat Lang's corpse step by step.

The golden knife wire that was pulled out of the body was very weak and dissipated in the wind in an instant!

But at this moment, the seemingly complete corpse lost the restraints of the golden thread, and immediately fell into pieces as if it had been broken by a car, and blood flowed all over the ground.

The black bat head rolled around in the pool of blood. When it stopped, a pair of empty and wide eyes stared at the corpse that was broken into a pile of mud.

"My head is in a different place, I will die with my eyes open!!"

Jiang Haiqing let out a long hiss, and after a long time, Jiang Haiqing finally regained consciousness and sat down on the ground as if exhausted, retching incessantly.

The red maples are like blood, and the autumn wind is blowing.

The cold wind filled with the stench of blood flowed into the nostrils unstoppably. The seven people were silent and their eye circles were slightly red.

"The man in purple robe broke into the secret realm secretly! Killing innocent people indiscriminately! Cruel and ruthless! He committed a heinous crime!"

After he stopped retching, Jiang Haiqing stood up and adjusted his soap robe. A hint of sinisterness flashed across his eyes, and he expertly put an iron hat on Shen Mo:

"Immediately notify the Law Enforcement Palace and send out a law enforcement team, vowing to capture this thief. If there is stubborn resistance, we have the right to kill him on the spot!!"

"Kill! Must kill!"

Among the seven quasi-emperors, the strong man in white shirt and curly beard was the most angry.