Half king, half king again!
The iron pillar standing beside the outer demon, with its bloody mouth wide open and roaring angrily, immediately pressed down the puppeteer's group so hard that they could hardly breathe.
"Damn it! How could this happen!"
"besides?"
"It's over. Without the Sect Master here, we can't possibly handle it..."
The three puppeteer half-kings had faces as cold as ice. They glanced at Liang Shiyu on the sea, wishing they could skin him alive!
The other party also changed his previous arrogance and looked as pale as death.
Even though it was five against five.
But even a fool can see the difference in strength today.
All the strange people on the island retreated nervously, and many of them were already planning how to escape.
"Haha, are you playing now?"
Jiang Chen was suspended in mid-air, with his arms outstretched and his hands spread out. He tilted his head and smiled sinisterly.
"What about this?"
This time, it’s no longer just one.
Instead, one half-king after another appeared out of thin air, and huge auras collided with each other, filling the sky and covering the entire island.
Someone counted them, their mouths wide open in disbelief: "Ten... fifteen?"
Everyone was so frightened that their legs went weak.
It seems like they can't escape...?
"Damn it! Lao Liang, your good disciple!" This time the old man didn't even bother to transmit his voice, and continued to roar in anger.
With a wave of his hand, an invisible thread passed by and severed one of Liang Shiyu's arms.
He looked at the middle-aged man pleadingly: "Master...Master, save me."
"Snap"
With a loud slap from the middle-aged man, he was slapped away, his sternum collapsed, and his mouth was full of blood foam.
"idiot!"
"Who told you to bring someone of unknown status in?"
"If anything happens to Puppet Island today, it's all your fault, you stupid fool!"
The middle-aged man cursed mercilessly.
The roar of Tiezhu beside him stopped. He looked at this scene, then looked at Jiang Chen's back, and couldn't help but shudder.
"It still has to be my father's heart. My Tiezhu is indeed too upright, pure, and sincere. A dragon without any scheming, no wonder its meat is so tender. These bugs are completely rotten from flesh to soul, they are so disgusting!"
Jiang Chen was silent for a few seconds.
As a ghost-hunting artist, he calls it: leaving space.
That is, let the ghost or person slowly digest the shock, fear and other emotional fluctuations brought by him, and thus output wave after wave of ghost energy.
Suddenly, he looked at the crowd and was slightly stunned: "Isn't this Brother Liang Si?"
On the island, a man who was trying desperately to hide himself suddenly stiffened and all the hairs on his body stood up.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. You seem to have lost weight. I still remember the scenes of you and I having fun playing games at the barbecue stall and at my house at night. It's still vivid in my mind."
Jiang Chen seemed very familiar.
The half-kings on the side of the three puppeteers were sweating coldly at this moment, and were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe.
Hearing this, it was like grabbing a life-saving straw.
The old man glanced at him and said excitedly, "Isn't this your grandson, Si'er, Lao Liang? Si'er, are you friends with this senior?"
The middle-aged man's eyes also gleamed: "Si'er, did the senior ever have barbecue and play chess with you?"
Jiang Chen summoned out fifteen half-kings at once. Even if they were blind, they would have understood that the other party could not be on the same level as them.
Liang Si, who had never received so much attention from so many powerful people, was almost in tears.
grandfather.
You may not believe it when I tell you.
The game between me and this senior is a game of life and death!
My relationship with him is not just an ordinary friendship, it is a life-and-death feud.
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