[Master, why don't you blow yourself up? 】

"No, no, no" Yakumo Zi hurriedly shook his head, what are you kidding, how could you be scared to death, if you want to die, you have to die standing up, this is a man.

[Master, with all due respect, you are really a waste material]

Yakumo Zi wanted to cry without tears, and said very aggrievedly: "Do you think I don't want to fight in a dignified manner, the existence of being able to confront the Heavenly Dao, I am a little shrimp playing with wool, the word protagonist can only be said, but not taken seriously"

[That reincarnation has been dragged by the Heavenly Dao, and he can't get out, the master only needs to face the group of reincarnators in front of him]

"Fart" Yakumo's purple face darkened: "Let's not talk about it, these hundred people can pile themselves to death, in case any big guy gets distracted and comes to such a casual blow, he can't stand it"

[Damn, an invincible system can't save the waste host]

Someone's embarrassed, this seems to be the first time Xiao Ai has burst into foul language, super unusual.

[Ding Dong ~ The system has turned on the causal cycle defense aura, the higher the cultivation, the lower the attack......]

Yakumo Zi picked up the Soul Devouring Sword again, and with a wave of the long sword, he rushed towards the enemy with the momentum of seeing death as if he were at home.

shouted at the group of reincarnators: "Come on, hurt each other, whoever instigates is the dog"

【…………………………】

More than a hundred reincarnators raided Kirito's apartment, only to find that the person that Sister Huoyu wanted had already left

They were angry, and the consequences were not serious at all.

And Kirito didn't stop this group of mysterious people who broke into his home, and stood quietly aside for them to look for.

It's not because of cowardice, but there are too many of them, plus Xiaozhi is next to him, so it's not easy to shoot.

"Made, she ran away, what should we do?"

"Why don't you go back and find Sister Huoyu?"

"No, if you go back like this, Sister Huoyu will definitely be angry, so I ask you if you're afraid?"

"Afraid~"

Everyone remembered the face of the fire and rain in the haze, and collectively shuddered.

"Where is she !!"

More than a dozen reincarnators who were searching the apartment glanced at each other and hurriedly ran out, just in time to see a purple-haired girl holding a blood-colored long sword, rushing towards them at a fast speed.

Kirito took Naoba up to the second floor, and also quietly by the window, secretly observing.

"Come on, hurt each other, whoever instigates who is a dog" An arrogant and unruly sentence resounded all around.

If the person who came is a big guy, there is nothing wrong with this sentence, but who gave you the courage to be a monk in the foundation building period? Liang Jingru didn't dare.

Almost everyone present twitched the corners of their mouths, and they wanted to laugh.

That being said, the credit for the live delivery to the door should not be in vain.

"Capture her alive!!"

The three reincarnations of the eighth layer of the foundation building period (ps: they are not immortal cultivators, they are just comparing their strength) took the lead in attacking, and they asked for this credit.

The newcomer who has just built the foundation, the three eight layers have already given enough face.

Some of the slow reactions were envious, jealous and hateful, but the next scene shocked their eyes.

The attack of the three Zhuji Eighth Layer obviously hit her, but she was only slightly injured.

Yakumo rubbed his chest resentfully, and his face instantly turned cold.

"Hit your sister's chest, and flatten you?"

As soon as the words fell, she rushed forward with the Soul Devouring Sword, which was a set of swordsmanship, pure physical output, with a systematic defensive aura, afraid of a hammer, and going up was to do it.

The three were still wondering why their attacks were much weaker, and Yakumo's attack came in front of them, and they were not mortals, so they reacted in time and took out their weapons to fight back.

"Bell~" sparks are flying, which is extremely obvious at night.

At first, the three of them could tie with her, but after three minutes, the three of them fell into disadvantage.

It's like a shooter with explosive damage, and its defense is no different from a piece of meat.

On the contrary, it is as if his own injuries have been weakened, and it is not painful.

A few "poofs" sounded, and the trio threw themselves into the street.

Triple Kill!!

"" This is the voice of everyone, and the collective looked at the helpless, poor and powerful girl in front of them in confusion, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

It's not so outrageous, right?

Yakumo Zi stepped on the corpses of the three people who hit the street, and stretched out a middle finger very strongly: "It's all a bunch of spicy chickens"

"Heh, you woman is so interesting," a handsome white-haired reincarnation man stood up.

As soon as this white-haired handsome guy appeared, the wind in the entire Eastview City became abnormal, and he frantically gathered here.

With a wave of his hand, the air automatically condensed into wind knives like sword qi.

"Tempest Blade"

The wind knife shot out in response, cutting through the air and striking at Yakumo Purple.

At the same time, Yakumo Murasaki also unleashed her own tricks.

"Edgeworth Technique – Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Roots"

Thousands of blood swords shot at the white-haired handsome guy, and they would inevitably meet the wind knife on the way.

The white-haired handsome guy is breezy and light, and he is not worried about who will lose, he is very confident in his strength, even if the three Zhuji Eighth Layers are not opponents, it will be fine.

Below Jindan, Zhuji is a group of pigs to be slaughtered.

Of course, a large number of pigs will also arch him to death.

Under everyone's gaze, the wind knife hit the Soul Devouring Sword clone like a ball of water, and then completely dissipated into the air.

In a second, the white-haired handsome man's wind knife died en masse.

"It can't !!" The white-haired handsome guy watched in shock as his proud wind knife was cut and disappeared like tofu, and his heart was damaged by 10,000 critical hits.

In the end, the handsome white-haired guy stretched out the wind shield to resist Yakumo Zi's Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect.

The damage is weakened, but the defense is not.

But this time, the more than a hundred reincarnators did not have a trace of joy, and the stronger Yakumo Murasaki appeared, the less chance they had of completing the task.

"It's not good, Brother Feng is not an opponent, let's go together" I don't know who it was, she shouted, and then, all the reincarnators present rushed towards her.

Although the attack was weakened, there were too many people, and Rao had an aura with her, and she couldn't bear it.

"Kirito, what kind of ghost are you watching, come and help!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was knocked out by a reincarnation of the eighth layer of Qi training, and her attack was even more explosive than the white-haired handsome guy who had just finished the Jindan period.

", what the hell is this, why is it scary that the lower the cultivation, the higher the attack power," Yakumo Zi secretly exclaimed.

[By the way, master, I forgot to say the so-called causal cycle, the lower the cultivation, the higher the attack, so ah, don't be attacked by ordinary people, otherwise, you will die with one punch]

"I'm xxx, what the hell is this?" Yakumo was stunned.

And the reincarnation of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation looked at his hands with an incredible face, he couldn't imagine that he was even more hanging than Brother Feng.

Sure enough, the potential power is so strong, I must be the protagonist!!

Assertive! Swell!

Suddenly, a sword roar sounded from behind, and as soon as he turned around, the sword light flashed, and his perspective suddenly turned around, and he saw his feet............

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