The Final Evolutionary Quest! The Origin of the Black Pearl! Chapter 107 Fangs

When this sneak attack shadow climbed up to the second floor, its steps were already staggering. As it walked and coughed, a few bright red droplets splashed out from the gaps between its fingers.

Then an overwhelming darkness swept over him. He closed his eyes and sprinted forward. Even in such darkness, he felt that the sky was dim and the earth was dark.

A strong sense of powerlessness pierced his nerves bit by bit, wearing down his will. He felt that living was too tiring, and exhaustion swept through his body like a hunger, so much so that he wanted to just rest quietly like this. Forever...Six will never wake up again.

Yes, he is the boss of the Siwal Pirate Group! Sivale, before he had recovered from his injuries in the naval battle, he fought with Lord Fokker. Although it seemed that Lord Fokker was seriously injured, it was difficult to get rid of the disease spread by Lord Fokker. Definitely not an easy task.

When Sival ordered the retreat, a carriage drove by without knowing the situation. For this carriage, it originally wanted to watch the chaos here. After all, the location of this bar is really good. If something changes, there is no doubt that the first person to get this bar will make a huge profit. What the driver of this carriage wants is to sell the first-hand information at a good price.

However, the driver of the carriage had always had good eyesight, but after seeing the messy corpses, he drove the carriage away very simply. He knew that according to his own strength, it was impossible to participate in a battle of this kind of strength, and he did not want to become one of so many corpses that died in horrific shapes.

Because his attention was attracted by so many corpses, he didn't notice it at all. Fang Senyan, who seemed to be kneeling on the ground and coughing violently, grabbed the edge of the carriage and hitched a ride on the carriage. car. His body at this time was covered by the carriage carriage, and little Lord Fokke could not see Sheyan, so it was not until the carriage was nearly a hundred meters away that Little Lord Fokke came back to his senses and took aim with great strides. He chased fiercely from the direction the carriage was heading.

At this time, the coachman who was pulling the carriage suddenly started to cough slightly. 1 The viral plague spread by Little Lord Fokker is very vicious, but for people with stronger strength and higher physical strength, the onset will be slower, and the derived The disease becomes weaker. This is why Sivale was still able to severely injure Lord Fokke even though his injuries were not healed.

However, the most vicious thing about Little Lord Fokker's viral plague is that once you are infected by this viral plague, the only problem is that the onset time is slow, and you will never miss it. The maggots penetrate deeply into the victim's bone marrow and will not dissipate for a long time, causing you to shed a layer of skin even if you are not dead!

Although the coachman pulling the cart only glanced at it from a distance, he was still infected.

Maybe you were just infected by a virus at the time of infection, so the attack was not serious. I was just coughing and dizzy, and I wouldn't be coughing up blood in a short time, but the speed of the carriage inevitably slowed down.

At this time, Sheyan jumped down from the carriage, held his chest and staggered into another bar again. There was no trace of life in the cold eyes of Little Lord Fokker. He dragged the heavy The pace, with the impact of the death armor worn on the body, moved towards this bustling bar... Two...,...,...,...

Bad news of death always spreads quickly. Moreover, although Tetuga is prosperous, its actual area is only equivalent to a small county town in the real world. The pirates were not fools and were willing to be Sheyan's scapegoat. Therefore, half an hour later, the entire Tetuga knew that a devil had appeared. He was chasing his target. If he didn't want to die, stay away, even at noon. The pirates were afraid of the terrible infectious disease and set sail regardless of the darkness.

If this happens, Fang Senyan will be in danger again and again. It's just that although he seemed to be stumbling and vomiting blood along the way, like a mouse that was played half to death by a cat, he was still struggling to support and delay.

However, the best defense is always offense, and Sheyan was finally forced to a dead end.

He had no way to escape anymore, because there was a hundred-foot cliff behind him. Below the cliff were messy rocks like wolf teeth. The waves of the sea seemed to never stop, hitting the rocks heavily, splashing countless white rocks. foam, and then slowly retreated into the sea.

There is no doubt that if you lose your footing and fall from this height, you will definitely hit the rocks and die, without even a chance of becoming disabled or in a vegetative state.

Little Lord Fokke took a step forward, and the cold eyes behind his helmet flashed with a look that was definitely not what a human should have: "Hand, hand, diary, me, let you die faster."

Sheyan suddenly lowered his head, wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth and said, "Do you still remember that red mole?" Little Lord Fokker looked over with an idiot look, but Sheyan twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "It's just beautiful. That red mole on Miss Sarah Hepburn's left breast. Did the noble Lord forget about it after playing with it so many times? "Little Fox Nose suddenly became stiff all over!!!

The name of Sally Hepburn, a name that seemed to be engraved on his soul! How could he forget it? How could he forget it? When Lord Falk gave up everything, he never gave up the memory of her. Although this memory would turn into pain and torture him from time to time, Lord Falk would transform this pain into the motivation for his own cultivation, and let the enemy feel ten times the pain he felt!

When Lord Falk's brain was still in a blank state, Fang Senyan's vicious words were like a venomous snake: "I heard that you two were quite loving, but later because you, Mr. Cuckold, became impotent and could not satisfy your wife, so she was too empty, so she got involved with the guards, your servants, the bartender, and the pirates... "

"You, Lord Falk's voice was as cold as ever, but from his rapidly rising and falling chest, it can be seen that the emotion of this cuckold was actually very excited: "Sally, she didn't have sex with the bartender!"

"Well, there was. "Fang Senyan shrugged his shoulders confidently and said, "Because I am a bartender." As soon as this sentence came out, Lord Fokker even hesitated for a moment before he realized what Fang Senyan wanted to express.

He couldn't even say a word, or rather, he didn't want to drink the man in front of him. Fang Senyan continued to add fuel to the fire. He seriously described the scene of Sally Hepburn and Mr. Jack Sparrow having sex that day. The only difference was that Jack's identity was replaced by his own. Because it had to be admitted that Lord Fokker's wife had some very special hobbies when doing things. Lord Fokker was of course very clear about it, and Fang Senyan also told all these details very badly, which was really unbelievable!

Lord Fokker directly launched a crazy attack on Fang Senyan. He was no longer willing to listen to it. The past was like a crazy, spicy whip that lashed his heart. The crazy anger had completely surrounded Lord Fok!

At this moment, Lord Fok threw out three death coils in one breath! The terrifying black magic that represents plague, death, and decay! It can even be seen that the black air on Lord Fok's body was condensed like a substance, twisting like a long tentacle and tightly wrapping around the enemy in front of him.

Fang Senyan tried his best to roll and dodge, but he couldn't help screaming, obviously tortured by great pain. Lord Fok was very satisfied with the result. He would never be dissatisfied with the enemy's screams. He would only torture him alive for three days and three nights. It can slightly relieve the hatred in his heart! So he once again madly cast several tragic black magics, and at the same time spent his mind to cast a certain amount of protection for Fang Senyan to prevent him from being killed directly by himself.

Amid the enemy's shrill screams, Lord Fok finally calmed down gradually, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

That's it!! Why is this guy still screaming so loudly? He should be dying!

Also, why is there no trace of ulceration and blackening on his skin?

Thinking of this, the pupils of Lord Fok's eyes suddenly contracted, and he suddenly pulled out the cold rune sword from his waist, aimed at Fang Senyan who was curled up in a ball and chopped it off!

At this time, his heart suddenly surged An indescribable strange feeling.

That feeling is already very unfamiliar. The last time this feeling came to my mind was when I heard about Sally's betrayal.

The sharp sword blade with a faint white gas whistled down and slashed towards Fang Senyan who was curled up on the ground. It seemed that it was going to chop him directly to the body and head.

But at this moment, Fang Senyan, who was curled up on the ground, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the sharp and cold sword blade!

A layer of light blue ice immediately appeared on his palm, and it was still condensing rapidly! But the sword blade could only cut into half of his palm flesh, and then it seemed to be welded, and it was difficult to move forward!

The forbearing Shelang finally bared his ferocious fangs! ! .