Chapter 193: Die with Me!

Raphael was a little slower than they thought, maybe he didn't care about the sacrifices of the lower angels, but it didn't matter. Luckily, his procrastination gave Thirteen and Ziyue more time to prepare.

When the special six white wings appeared, the angel in the middle of the battlefield seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, it was this momentary opportunity, the sword immortal who had been almost restrained from moving seized the opportunity, and in an instant, the light was generous, and at that moment, there was only one sword left in the entire heaven and earth!

A sword that shines brightly! Wherever the sword qi went, the angels fell and fell one after another, and there was no one who could not be united!

Raphael's face seemed to be a little more ugly, after all, slaughtering angels in front of him, whether he actually cared about the angel's life or not, he had to care about his own face!

However, the moment he seemed to speed up in anger, a light rushed up from under his feet! rushed to his side, and ...... Explode!

In the endless smoke and dust, there is a moonlight shrouded in it, supporting the smoke and dust that was about to collapse to return to human form, even if it can't be fully recovered, it can delay the speed of dissipation as much as possible! And the harvest of this self-burning is that he can exchange the cultivation of the Golden Immortal for a powerful attack power that can cause damage to Raphael! He just watched and watched his fingers, palms, arms, toes, soles, calves, dissipate bit by bit, dissipate to the end, maybe only a head, or a dantian, and finally nothing! There is a kind of torture in the world, called Ling Chi, which is to watch one's flesh be cut off one by one, and finally turn into a skeleton. And now, Thirteen doesn't even want to leave a complete skeleton!

And he, choosing to accept such torture, is racing against time just to launch all the attacks he can on Raphael!

There are fingers to clasp the fingers, clap the palm when the finger is gone, use the wrist as a fist when the palm is gone, elbow strike when the forearm is gone, and shoulder collision when the big arm is gone! When you have feet, whip your legs! Rush to your knees when the soles of your feet are gone! Even if there is only one head left, the last head gavel will be given! Even if there is only one mouth left, bite down on a piece of meat!

All of a sudden, even Raphael was in a hurry.

However, Raphael did not come alone, according to the rules of the angel clan, the upper angels must be accompanied by a large number of low-level angels when traveling, and those "low-level angels" who accompany them, most of them eight- or ten-winged guys, have discovered the source of the moonlight that maintains his dissimilarity. So far, he didn't explode like that madman, rushed to find Raphael desperately, but hid to the side to play support, this immortal's profession is obvious.

In the case that the auxiliary profession does not have a strong battle guard around him, no matter which race it is, it is the favorite of the hunters, the blood is thin and the skin is brittle and the sensitivity is low, and there is no lethality, even if he is killed, he generally does not have to worry about being dragged to the funeral by the dying rampage, and the persimmon is also picked up by a soft pinch.

And they all saw that if there was no support from this medicine immortal, the person who attacked Raphael would die in an instant!

In this case, it is clear who should be targeted

Finding that she had become the target of many people's attacks, Zi Yue was not nervous, but stepped up the speed of casting spells, only hoping that Thirteen could last a little longer in such a powerful attack state that could only be exchanged for burning life, not to save him, but to make him die more miserably. Because the more tragic he died, the more damage he inflicted on Raphael, and the more valuable his death was.

And herself...... Ziyue found that in such a situation, she actually wanted to keep smiling, because as long as those people were close enough distance, even if it was a medical immortal's self-detonation, as long as a little condiment was added, it would still bring them an unforgettable lesson in this life!

Seeing those winged birdmen getting closer and closer, the blood on Ziyue's face became thinner and thinner because of overdraft, and it became more and more brilliant! Thirteen's body was irreversibly collapsing, even if it couldn't suddenly become a cloud of smoke in the sky because of Ziyue's delay, but bit by bit, slowly, watching himself come to an end.

Ziyue has no regrets and no tears, but it is not without regrets.

It's a pity that I didn't see my father and mother again.

It's a pity that the truth about Mengying's death was not found.

It's a pity that I couldn't say goodbye to Yang Chan, Xiao Yezi, and Xiao Qixiaoba.

It's a pity that I couldn't say thank you to the floating flower fairy in person. Thank you to her for letting her come to this fairy world, and thank you for her care and care.

Anything else?

Perhaps, there is another point, and there is still a little bit of it, which did not let Mo Wenjun know that there was once a little medicine fairy who used to secretly, secretly, like him.

The sword light in the distance suddenly shone brightly, it was the last brilliant, and it dissipated in an instant, and there was no trace of a star again.

Zi Yue knew that that it was the last trace left by the Sword Immortal in this world, and from now on, there would be no Sword Immortal in the world.

If it were a different time, Ziyue thought she would not be able to control her tears. But at this moment, she doesn't want to cry, she doesn't want to shed tears, she doesn't want to show the slightest cowardice, she just wants to laugh, smile brightly, smile all the smiles she owes in the second half of her life, smile calmly, let this group of birdmen know that immortals, even if it is just a small medical fairy, she is not afraid of death! Even if you have a knife and axe, don't want her to show the slightest ugliness! Don't think that she has only arrived at Wudingguan for a few days, and there is no bones of Wudingguan Iron Army who would rather die than give in, and are not afraid of life and death!

Ziyue has been taught since she was a child that she must pay attention to etiquette to maintain dignity, and in the past, she never showed her ugliness just because of the habit she had developed since childhood, but now, from the bottom of her heart, she wants to maintain her dignity and pride! Even if it's death, it's going to die beautifully!

Where the sword fairy dissipated, the beautiful fragrance of flowers seemed to reveal a delicate pink, which was the prelude to the last note of the flower fairy, Ziyue just glanced at it and withdrew all her attention, she didn't have a trace of extra attention to put elsewhere now.

Her attention, partly at Thirteen, waited for the moment when he finally dissipated; Part of it is on the birdman who is getting closer and closer to capture her alive! Come closer, get closer! Her immortal power is all ready, and the poison sac in her mouth is also ready! All the condiments are ready, as long as you step in a little more, the venom with the spiritual power of self-detonation will tell you what is called the lethality of the medicine immortal!

The man who was originally sunny and cheerful only had a mouthful of teeth left, and it disappeared in Raphael's palm in an instant! Suddenly breaking the empty spell that passed the news of Zi Yue's death to Zi Yue Thirteen, Zi Yue sneered, and suddenly compressed the last bit of her spiritual power!

Die with me!