Chapter 119 Fist, Falling From the Sky!

The night is approaching, and the entire city of Bo is still shrouded in a layer of twilight darkness.

Usually, Bo City is already brightly lit at this time, but now, except for some drizzle in the dark, there is only the sound of roaring from somewhere, which makes people wonder whether this is a city inhabited by humans or demons. hunting ground?

Inscription City, this area that has hardly been evacuated, is full of corpses. Every second, people are dragged out and quickly become food in their stomachs.

At this very moment, the setting sun is still leaving the city with a dim light at the edge of the night. Groups of monsters are rampaging on the streets. They are extremely angry because a group of damned humans destroyed their important passages ! !

They still have so many people and companions who haven't enjoyed such delicious food as humans, and they haven't fully occupied this place yet, and the passage was destroyed just like that...

The monsters nearby were all angry. They frantically chased the humans who destroyed the passage. Even if there was a mid-level magician among these humans, they would never take a step back.

That very powerful human has been killed by them, and there are only four guys running away like mice. It doesn't matter, they can't leave here alive.

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"Luo Yunbo, forget it, we can't run away." 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 made a plan not to go back.

The entrance of the cave has been destroyed, and Officer Cheng has also died. How can these junior magicians escape the pursuit of the demons?

"What stupid things are you talking about? Their speed is not as fast as mine. Believe me, they will definitely be able to escape!" Luo Yunbo cursed.

Luo Yunbo did not give up. No military mage really took death seriously, but they would not hesitate when they were more determined than ordinary people and needed their sacrifices.

The mission has been completed, and Officer Cheng used his last mana to open up a bloody path for the few of them, hoping not to give up in the face of death no matter what.

Life was never precious. In this city of Bo, too many people have died. Luo Yunbo, who grew up here since he was a child, doesn't want to see any more people die, and he doesn't want his teammate Pan Lijun to fall into the mouth of demons like this.

In short, he won't give up, he wants to live, and he wants to see Boss Zhankong and the others triumphantly carrying the Wing Canglang's head,

He wanted to see all the demons being expelled from Bo City, and even more so to see Bo City quickly return to its former peaceful days after the disaster, without screams or cries...

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

"Ugh uh uh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Suddenly, at the intersection ahead, six one-eyed magic wolves stood fiercely on the way Luo Yunbo and Pan Lijun escaped.

There are no other alleys on this long street, and the number of monsters chasing behind them is at least as many as hundreds, and they are not small enough to stop them. Even the six one-eyed magic wolves that appeared in front of them have already made them feel helpless. survive.

Pan Lijun's face showed a bit of relief, she really didn't want to struggle meaninglessly, anyway, he was 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 him, as long as there are no warrior-level monsters, they will never catch up with him.

After crossing this long street, they had hope of surviving, but 6 wandering monsters appeared here, apparently they were called by their companions to intercept them here.

I am so unwilling, if I am stronger, the result will be completely different.

Luo Yunbo scanned the surroundings, trying to find any possibility of being alive, but there was nothing, but he didn't know why there was a flame on the roof of a building not far away...

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"Let it burn!"

If there is a flash of fire in the dark night that is as dazzling as a shooting star and full of destructive aura, it must be the flaming fist of my great Mo Fan! ! !

Fierce fist! ! ! ! ! !

Day and night seemed to reach a critical point at this moment, and it was at this moment that a hot flame on the terrace of a certain building illuminated this large dark block.

The whole body was covered in flames, and standing on the edge of the terrace was clearly a flame madman, standing above the city? The flames and the thick night clamored, and the heat waves beat angrily! !

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

The surrounding area was illuminated brightly, and the huge flaming fist turned into a scorching shooting star. It whizzed past several commercial buildings magnificently, and crashed straight towards the intersection of the long street! ! ! !

"Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!!!!!!!!"

The giant flame fist was born for destruction. The six greedy one-eyed wolves never thought that the flames would fall from the sky. It was like a giant smashing their fists at them. The six one-eyed wolves were still caught in the panic while fleeing. The surging flame spray wailed again and again.

The giant flaming fist fell, leaving a terrifying crater of flames in the center of the intersection. The six one-eyed demon wolves that had blocked Luo Yunbo and Pan Lijun before were turned into ashes and fled.

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

Just as they were about to step into the gate of hell, a flaming fist blasted the gate of hell to pieces as if they were loved by the gods. How can this feeling be described in words.

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

That flame figure...

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

Did I read 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 this Bo city that they don't know about? Why is he willing to save himself?

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When the flames gradually faded away, the city once again slipped into darkness.

On the terrace, Xinxia stood there quietly. The girl's simple elegance fluttered slowly under the heat wave just now, and together with the black hair, they formed a beautiful and moving picture scroll on the terrace.

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

Her beautiful eyes reflected the figure standing on the edge of the roof. Even though she knew that he had entered the realm of middle-level magicians, when his whole body was ignited by the flames, he swung wildly and recklessly with the fist of flames that pierced 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 ruffian in Xinxia's heart, and always secretly shares with himself all the bad things in his stomach. It's hard to imagine that absolute power in his hands will be so solemn and solemn!

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

It was only then that Xinxia realized that she was being a little obsessed with watching, and her cheeks were suddenly covered with redness, almost reaching the bottom of her ears, and her eyes dodged and she no longer dared to look into Mo Fan's eyes.

At this moment, Xinxia understands what it feels like to be bumping like a deer in many books.

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