Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 320 You Are A Spoon
At this time, Chang Ji was completely like a villain, and because Jun Wuzui was seriously injured, he thought it was a piece of fat around his mouth, and he could eat it whenever he wanted, so he actually played with Jun Wuzui A game of cat and mouse.

Blood dripped on the ground, blooming into blossoming blood flowers.

Jun Wuzui covered his wound and clenched his teeth. At this moment, there was only one voice in his heart, to live.

It is definitely a great irony for Jun Wuzui to be killed and abandoned in the wilderness by his traitors.

Must escape, the idea of ​​survival made Jun Wuzui have to fight even if he knew it was a struggle before dying.

There are hundreds of miles of uninhabited people, but there are many mountains and forests here, as long as you enter the mountains and forests, there is a chance of life.

This was Jun Wuzui's idea, but unfortunately, Chang Ji also saw through this point, and when he was about to enter the forest, he dodged in front of him.

"Master, our game should be over."

Chang Ji looked at the spear in his hand with a smile, the blood on it had already dried, he wiped it carefully, without even looking at Jun Wuzui.

"Chang Ji, without the Heavenly Demon Order, even if you kill me, you won't be able to secure the position of sect master." Jun Wuzui looked at Chang Ji panting while clutching his chest, "As long as you let me go, I am willing to take the position of sect master." Let it be to you, having the Heavenly Demon Token is what you deserve."

Chang Ji stretched out his finger and shook it, and said a little funnyly: "I have magic weapons in my hands, and if anyone refuses to accept it, I will kill him."

At this time, Chang Ji is so domineering, his style of bloodshed if he disagrees with him is completely incompatible with his fluttering gray beard.

"Power really makes people crazy. People who have half their feet in the coffin are not willing to keep themselves safe."

Fan Denglong shook his head and walked over there step by step.

This scene of civil turmoil in the Heavenly Demon Sect made him very enjoyable to watch. Seeing that the play was about to come to an end, if Fan Denglong didn't appear on the stage in full bloom, he would appear to have no sense of existence.

He clapped his hands, and slowly leaned over, "This play is really wonderful, Master Jun, if you can personally participate in this scene before you die, it can be regarded as death in peace, right?"

"Stay there for me honestly, maybe I can leave you with a whole body when I'm in a good mood."

Chang Ji glared at him coldly. Is it too late?
Looking at Chang Ji Fan Denglong who claimed to be himself before killing Jun Wuzui, he was really speechless, "By the way, Elder Chang, are you so sure to get rid of us two?"

"Hahaha,"

When Chang Ji heard Fan Denglong's words, it was as if he had heard the funniest joke in his life.

"One rib is broken, and the other suffers an internal injury, so I can't take care of it. How can I be qualified to command the world's heroes in the future?"

This tone is really inflated to the extreme.

"If it wasn't for worrying that Jun Wuzui would leave hidden dangers for me, I would be able to crush you to death with one hand."

Relying on a Liquan sword and a long spear, he actually thought of becoming the master of the rivers and lakes at this moment. It's dark today, what are you daydreaming about?

"Jun Wuzui, do you want to die or live?"

Fan Denglong ignored Chang Ji directly, and asked the king for his innocence with a smile.

These words immediately made Chang Ji go berserk, and put the spear on Fan Denglong's neck, "Boy, don't challenge my patience, or you will die a miserable death."

In Chang Ji's eyes, the reason why Fan Denglong was able to severely injure Jun Wuzui was because of the sharpness of this long spear. He was definitely a scum of war. This kind of ants could trample countless to death with one foot.

However, the ants ignored him and stood there with a smile waiting for Jun Wuzui's reply.

"Can you still escape from Chang Ji's palm now?" Jun Wuzui said with a sad smile, he spit out another mouthful of blood when he spoke.

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity that the majestic and majestic Monarch Sect Master is now so lingering at this time."

Fan Denglong smiled and stretched out his hand to pull out a silver needle from his armpit. At the same time, he came to Jun Wuzui's back inconceivably.

At this time, when Chang Ji looked at Fan Denglong again, he was suddenly speechless in surprise.

The ant whose face was as white as a sheet of paper just now, who seemed to die at any time, now has a rosy complexion, not like a seriously injured person at all.

"You, you," Chang Ji had never seen such a strange situation before, his mouth opened wide, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What are you, you have no brains at all, you deserve to be an elder all your life."

Fan Denglong said disdainfully that he fought Jun Wuzui at that time, even though he severely injured Jun Wuzui, there was still a not weak Chang Ji guarding him.In order to save trouble, he simply injected himself with an injection, pretending to be seriously injured, intending to numb Chang Ji, but he never thought that this guy would actually stage a rebellious scene, which was beyond anyone's expectations.

"Don't be complacent. Now that the spear is in my hands, so what if you are not injured? Relying on your tortoise shell?"

Chang Ji was furious and quarreled for a long time, but he himself was being played like a monkey.

"Hehe," Fan Denglong unhurriedly took out the porcelain bottle from the ring, and poured out a drop of spiritual liquid.

When the spiritual liquid fell to the ground, the thatch on the ground instantly swelled. In the blink of an eye, it covered Fan Denglong's waist from his ankles, and Jun Wuzui, who was kneeling on the ground, was directly covered by the thatch.

"What kind of method is this?" Chang Ji and Jun Wuzui, who had witnessed this scene with their own eyes, were suddenly horrified.

"Boy, take your life."

Chang Ji greedily looked at the porcelain vase in Fan Denglong's hand, roared angrily, and charged forward with a long spear.

Fan Denglong stood there motionless, even with his arms folded, looking at Chang Ji playfully.

"Looking for death," Chang Ji couldn't help but intensify his force even though he was being so despised in his hand.

The spear pointed directly at Fan Denglong, and when he was about to stab him, something happened that made Chang Ji even more astonished.The spear stopped five centimeters away from Fan Denglong, and Chang Ji couldn't push it no matter how hard he tried.

"Take my gun and try to kill me, you're a spoon."

Fan Denglong stretched out his hand with a smile, and the spiritual energy slowly gathered in his hand. The spear that Chang Ji was holding originally hummed and began to struggle violently.

Lance has been fighting side by side with Fan Denglong since he came to the mortal world, and after many infusions of aura, he has also had a wonderful connection with Fan Denglong, and has recognized Fan Denglong.

This was also discovered by Fan Denglong accidentally. He felt that he had a wonderful connection with the spear, and he could command the spear within a certain range.

And Chang Ji wants to fool Fan Denglong with a spear, this is the funniest thing in the world.

"Do you really think that I can't do anything to you?" Chang Ji's mouth flickered, and he suddenly gave up his spear, pulled out Liquan like lightning, and stabbed Fan Denglong again.

How do you hide from such a close distance?
He Chang sneered in his heart, this person is really terrible and must be eliminated.

(End of this chapter)