Demon King Village 3
Hu Xiaoyue sat on the ground with a gray face, and her whip had already revealed the lineup, but looking at her appearance, it seemed that she had lost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"The strength is good," Hu Xiaoyue said while resting: "Hmph, Miss Ben miscalculated and lost under your move." ā
The Troll King also wiped the sweat from his head and smiled, "Well, you can be strong, forcing me to use almost all my strength." ā
What the! Didn't use all your strength? This is a shame, Hu Xiaoyue felt that her face was gloomy, how could she work so hard, others still had her strength, but she would not admit defeat.
"Hmph, I'm just injured and not healed, now send my sister up and help me teach you a lesson."
Hu Feifei smiled beside him and asked, "Do you have an injury there?" Is it a wounded heart? ā
Hu Xiaoyue blushed, "What's the matter, my soul is indeed hurt, sister, you have to avenge me, otherwise, your sister and I will suffer in vain." ā
Hu Feifei looked at the Troll King and asked, "Giant brother, I don't know if you can still make a move." ā
The Troll King rested for a while, and his strength seemed to have regained, and he touched the knife in his hand and said, 'It's okay, it's okay. ā
"That's good." Hu Xiaoyue pulled out the ancestral dragon double sword, and the two swords emitted a red and white ancestral dragon aura.
It was so powerful, that air flow swept through the entire Demon King Village, like a flame, scorching everything nearby.
When the Troll King saw Hu Feifei's strength, he immediately shouted: "Then, Miss, let's just use all our strength, there is no need to try." ā
"Well, it doesn't matter."
"Then I'm coming. Three real fires. ā
With a sweep of the knife, a fire struck towards Hu Feifei.
Hu Feifei's two swords stirred, and the person disappeared directly into the void.
"Bang." Suddenly, the twin swords strangled from behind the Troll King.
The Troll King was slightly startled, and he immediately leaned forward, and the knife was thrust backwards.
but
He didn't feel that the knife touched anything, it was just a void.
The Troll King immediately stood up and looked around with a solemn expression, he didn't even notice where Hu Feifei had gone.
Since I saw you, then I forced you out.
"Flying sand and rocks."
A strong wind blew, and a gust of sand appeared, and the wind swept all around, and the sand invaded the void around the Troll King like endless water.
suddenly
A red light pierced through the boundless wind and sand, and went straight to the head of the Troll King.
But how could the Troll King let him succeed.
"Demonic flames."
"Bang bang bang."
Huge flames descended from the sky, stirring up a burst of sand around the arena.
The wild sand blocked everyone's view.
"The Troll King is going to lose." Zhiwei said from a distance.
"No, my brother won't lose." When a disciple heard Zhiwei's words, he exclaimed.
"Just look at it."
When the dust cleared, the scene was shocked.
A pair of short swords were unexpectedly placed on the Troll King's neck, and the short swords continued to erupt with red and white light.
At this time, Hu Feifei appeared from the void, she put away the ancestral dragon double sword, clasped her hands into fists and said, "Accept it." ā
The Troll King wiped the cold sweat from his head, the short swords just now made him feel a lot of pressure. He felt that if it was really a life-and-death fight, then he would not have a chance to use the Demon Flame at all, and he would be killed by Hu Feifei.
"Thank you for letting me know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world." The Troll King is the one who can afford to lose.
"Okay, sister, you're still good." Hu Xiaoyue said happily.
Hu Feifei touched her sister's head and said, "It's nothing, it's just taking advantage." ā
The Troll King laughed and said, "Where is there an advantage, my strength is not as good as yours, that's a fact, I think if it's a life-and-death fight, I'll lose even more." ā
Hu Feifei shook his head and said, "No, my strength is about the same as yours, but I just took advantage of the weapon." ā
The Troll King didn't say anything more, but instead looked at Zhiwei, as if he was also interested, "What, Brother Wei, you can try it too?" ā
Zhiwei waved his hand and said with a smile: "I can't, I'm weaker than them, and it's the same if I can't make a move." ā
"Hmph, it's pretending again," Hu Xiaoyue said dissatisfiedly: "Who doesn't know that you are the strongest, I said, Troll King, you still don't compare with him, if he gets serious, none of us here is his enemy." ā
"Oh, yes?" The troll king looked at Zhiwei in disbelief, he felt that Zhiwei was very ordinary, in his cognition, Zhiwei was the strongest and almost the same as Hu Xiaoyue, but now it seems that he can shield his breath?
"Really? That's even more important. The Troll King said happily, "I like to compete with the strong the best, so that I can grow quickly." ā
is another martial idiot, Zhiwei knew that he was a martial idiot when he saw the expression of the troll king.
"Then what's good, I didn't shoot lightly for fear of hurting you." Zhiwei still refused and said.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's normal to get injured in martial arts." The Troll King immediately said, as if he wanted to seal Zhiwei's back road, "Wait, you must show all your strength, let me see the gap between me and the powerhouses in the world." ā
Zhiwei touched his head, thought about it, and said, "Okay, I'll do my best once, okay, I'll only swing one knife, and I won't swing a second one." ā
"You play with knives too?" The Troll King asked happily.
Zhiwei nodded, he pulled out Leng Yue, and said, "Wait for my knife to be very powerful, you have to be careful." ā
"Okay, I will." After adjusting his state, the Troll King said, "Come on, then." ā
Zhiwei saw that he was ready, and immediately nodded, "I'm here." ā
A knife slashed out, and the knife carried bursts of six-colored light.
If you look at it from a distance, this knife is very ordinary, just a little light, there is no discoloration of heaven and earth, and there is no wind blowing, only this ordinary knife.
But in the eyes of the Troll King, he felt that he was dead, and which one of the knives appeared, all his thoughts were suppressed, all his bloodlines were cooled, and all the true qi in his body disappeared, and there was only one feeling left.
Transmigration.
The sword contained all the reincarnation in the world, and he felt that as long as he was struck by the sword, he would enter reincarnation.
Samsara is also death.
So he felt death.
No
The Troll King shouted, I can resist, his divine consciousness is constantly converging, but it is destroyed by the sword light, and everything seems to have been broken down into the most ordinary things in the sword light.
suddenly
The Troll King felt that he could move, and he immediately raised his knife and slashed at it.
"Demonic flames."
Zhiwei's body flashed, retreated into the distance, and said, "Giant brother, I said that I only slashed out one knife, and now it's over." ā