Chapter 110: No Death
Wang Luo slowly closed his eyes, completely unconscious.
At the hands and feet, blood gushed out.
Sima Yuan, who had already turned around and walked out, suddenly stopped.
He slowly turned his head and stared behind him, there was a woman wrapped in white gauze, who was holding Wang Luo in her arms and feeding him a pill.
Sima Yuan frowned, how did she get in? How did she break her golden thread?
Sima Yuan looked more and more carefully, it was the girl who had just accompanied Wang Luode, who had been watching the battle in the corner of the small world.
Guan Buregret stroked Wang Luo's frowning brows because of the pain: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, whoever bullied you just now, I'll just bully you back." β
Guan Buregret adjusted Wang Luo into a comfortable sleeping position and slowly stood up.
The white veil fluttered in the wind, looking pale and lonely in the night.
Guan Buregret stared at Sima Yuan: "Have you had enough?"
Sima Yuan stared at it for a long time, and then smiled: "It's not okay to die one?
Guan Buregret's mind was full of the scene where Wang Luo was bleeding just now, and it was a glimpse of despair just now.
Guan Buregret pointed with his right hand to the sky, and a vortex appeared in the air. Slowly, Guan Buregret did not regret that a long sword appeared.
There are no accessories, more realistic blacksmith shop just out of the new product, I don't know if to open it?
Guan Buregret held the long sword obliquely in his right hand, and walked towards Sima Yuan step by step: "I have been waiting for the person for ten years, and I don't even dare to touch a finger of him." I finally waited for him today, and finally looked forward to him. That's how you treat him? Today you're just the beginning, wait and see, I won't let go of any of your Heavenly Domains. β
Sima Yuan's pupils dilated rapidly, and the soil under his feet was rapidly sinking.
The hairs on his face unconsciously stood up.
Guan didn't regret taking out his sword, it was very casual, like a child fighting, waving branches indiscriminately.
Sima Yuan once heard Master Zhang, who struck iron, say that the higher the way of the sword, the more qi can kill.
This posture is very similar!
The sword qi was swaying, Sima Yuan listened to the master's words, and it was full of ten layers of gold threads in an instant just now.
But the gold thread was completely broken.
For a moment, there was a hint of pleasure in my arm.
Sima Yuan looked at his right-hand side, and on the ground was his fallen arm.
Sima Yuan's eyes widened, and he panicked. His lips kept twitching: "Noγγγ impossible." β
"Destroy your right arm first. β
"Scrap your left leg. "Guan Buregret's whole person has changed, where is the slightest tenderness with Wang Luo just now. His eyes were full of murder.
Sima Yuan didn't even have the strength to resist, and the moment his left leg was cut off, blood was dripping. Half of it touched the ground, and it hurt to the heart.
"Helpγγγ help!" In the forty-five years of his life, Sima Yuan had never been so afraid as he was now.
He has never seen anyone who kills people with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and the spiritual power around him seems to be controlled.
It's a sense of innate fear, ignorance, so fear.
Sima Yuan didn't care about the situation in front of him, and the whole person fell down, grabbing the dirt under him with his left hand in a panic. Expect to be able to climb a little farther.
"I'm going to die!" Guan threw his sword out without regret.
But it flew out for a moment and disappeared. And then, Sima Yuan, who was half-standing in front of him, seemed to have ten thousand arrows piercing his heart. The whole person was dismantled in eight pieces, and fell piece by piece.
Heaven is away from the mainland, and those who are killed by spiritual power will not die!