Chapter 306: Blood Magician

At that moment, a flower of blood bloomed on Purple Wing's back without a hint of warning. If those words are yes, then ·······

Poof! Purple Wing stared at her big eyes and collapsed in a pool of blood in disbelief, as if time had stood still. The bright red blood flower was imprinted on Purple Wing's back, and the red rose petals that fell around him did not have a sense of discord with the red blood. 、

"Hey, hey, hey, hey·····" A strange laugh came from all directions in the air, and then a scarlet whirlwind drove a large number of petals to appear on the side of Purple Wing, and the thin figure of the man slowly walked out of the whirlwind. Dresses, courtesy, leather shoes, crutches········

After the man appeared, he stepped straight on Ziyi's body, and even stood on it and crushed it a few times with his foot, but his face still maintained this smile, which made people shudder, the man elegantly took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood on his shoes, and then lowered his head to look at Ziyi's corpse and spit out three big ones contemptuously: "Weak, very weak!"

Then he took off his hat and put it on his chest and bowed slightly, bowed his head as if mourning the deceased, and after a few minutes, the man took back his hat and said to himself: "Do you overestimate you? ”

"Still. The man lowered his head again and glanced at Purple Wing: "But your abilities are really a bit weird." ”

But it was clear that the man had no intention of wasting any more time, for after all the people were dead, and it was close to the town, and even though it was night, there was no guarantee that the thirsty boys and girls would practice their voices in the woods in the fire.

sighed lightly: "I really don't know, ········ group" Halfway through the man's words, he was stuck in his throat, his head stiffly lowered and looked at his chest, a long sword with a faint green light was inserted straight into his chest, the long sword was full of cracks, the man's gaze slowly moved along the hilt of the sword, and he could only grope for a pair of eyes shining with cold light in the gradually blurred vision.

Purple Wing frowned, pulled out the long sword from the man's chest and looked around vigilantly, and the man who was pierced through the chest also turned into a pool of pus and blood with the drawing of the long sword, was it made by Purple Wing? Of course not, it is impossible for the broken Sword of Judgment to do, Purple Wing's heart is surprisingly calm at the moment, and while observing the surroundings, he secretly recalls what happened before.

However, it was clear that the mysterious man did not intend for Purple Wing to find a flaw, even the slightest bit.

"Hahahaha····· Nice, nice ······" Sharp laughter came from all directions, and the man walked out slowly from behind a tree on the side of Purple Wing with elegant steps, the crutches were still the same, the face was still the same, the top hat was still the same, and there was almost no change in the man, but Purple Wing noticed that two buttons on the man's chest were broken, I don't know if it was a coincidence or ·····

The man looked at Ziyi carefully with a smile, and a trace of other things flashed in his eyes from time to time, some admiration and joy, some greed, even some jealousy, and in the depths there was a strong jealousy.

Purple Wing held the sword in one hand, the tip of the sword pointed at the man, and the other hand held two charms across his chest, looking at the man with a cold expression.

After a long time, the man withdrew his gaze, squinted and praised: "Yes, very good, so that he is worthy of being my opponent." Saying that, a murderous aura rose to the sky, accompanied by a smell of blood, which rushed to his face, making Ziyi frown.

But the murderous aura was fleeting, and it never appeared as if it were a hallucination. The man was still smiling, took off the polite and exaggerated play, and the other hand that grabbed the crutch grabbed the crutch and pointed to the back, that is, the sky. I couldn't see the man's expression clearly: "Introduce yourself, the contemptible person has a title, you can call me the blood magician." Saying that, the man paused for a moment, then straightened up and looked at Purple Wing, the corners of his mouth rose to an exaggerated arc and continued: "You can also call me a killer." The homeopathic man brought his hat back to the top.

Then he held his face and smiled: "Of course, I prefer the second title you call me!"

At this time, Zishan, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke: "There are seven artifacts on his body, namely shoes, pants, clothes, hats, canes, plus a bracelet and a badge, all of which are artifacts turned into green ranks, be careful of his bracelets, they have reached the green level." ”

Zi Yi was a little surprised by Zi Shan's words, but he was not worried, because the man couldn't hear it, and subconsciously nodded slightly,

Looking at the magician, he replied coldly, "Purple Wing." ”

"Whew!" the magician suddenly clutched his chest and screamed in obsession, and then said intoxicatedly, "Purple Wing, what a wonderful name, you are mine." Then his expression changed and he asked in a pleasant tone, "So, what part of your body do you want to make my collection, is it the hands or the feet, or the head, the eyes, the ears, the nose, ······?" The more the magician spoke, the more fanatical he became, until he finally moved his gaze to the crotch of Purple Wing·······

"Hurry like a law, explode!" Almost the moment the man's gaze moved to his crotch, Ziyi couldn't bear it anymore, leaned back, quickly took a few steps back, and threw out the charm in his hand at the same time. This madman must be dealt with quickly, Purple Wing thought secretly.

Two loud bangs exploded in his ears, instantly stirring up a large cloud of smoke, the magician did not dodge, let the two charms stick to him, and he still stood there with a look of intoxication, talking about how to divide the body······

It wasn't until the spell exploded that he smiled and said: What an enviable ability.

In the smoke, the magician's flamboyant voice came out again: "Then the magician's performance starts now." ”

In a word, the cold hair on Ziyi's body stood up in an instant, and an unusual smell spread, a smell of danger mixed with a hint of death.

Bite!

Suddenly, Purple Wing quickly turned his head, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand swung lightly, and a petal shot fiercely on the long sword, making a dinging sound. But it's not over, after successfully resisting one petal, hundreds of petals followed.

"Thunder Punishment, Thunder Spear!" Of course, Purple Wing did not take any measures, almost at the same time as he turned around, hundreds of spears formed by thunder and lightning appeared, and they shot down on Purple Wing's surroundings, and in an instant, the purple electric light flashed, and hundreds of thunder spears formed a solid wall of thunder and lightning, perfectly blocking the rose petals around him