A white wind rushed into the training ground, like a white light, passing behind Xiao Li, so fast that he felt that the air flow around him was crushed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Jun Mario!"

Xiao Li paused at his feet and exclaimed, and he also exclaimed every day.

A white sword light shot straight into the sky, as if it was going to cut the entire training ground into two with a sword, the sword was like electricity, like a meteor, directly penetrating the colorful flower rain, but it was like a sword rain, the sword light bloomed like fireworks, and instantly shrouded the top of the training ground.

The white sword light pierced into the air with an incomparably sharp meaning, with a heart-rending sword roar that pierced the eardrums, and then countless red, black, and transparent fishing lines were broken inch by inch, and were cut into scum and fluttered down, and the countless strange objects hanging on it, even with their fluctuations and breath, all disappeared in an instant.

The heavy, hard, and flexible metal blades were all like pieces of paper, easily torn apart by Sen Han's sword light, and brutally torn into pieces.

Tiantian's face changed, and her eyes were shocked to see a sword light almost brushing against her ears and temples, and its fierceness made people feel cold all over the body.

"Jun Mario!"

Xiao Li exclaimed, and then saw the white figure suddenly stop in the air, fell to the ground, and then spurted out of his right shoulder, as if someone had slashed the flesh with a knife in an instant, and all kinds of blood gushed out, with a "snort" sound spraying up more than ten zhang, and then fell to the ground with a "bang".

There seemed to be some black and white scum faintly in the blood, which looked strange when mixed together.

Jun Maro's arms twitched wildly, slapping his body and making a clicking sound, and the sound seemed to have a cold chill coming out of his heart just by listening to it.

However, Xiao Li saw the man named Jun Malu, his face was expressionless, and there was not even a trace of fluctuation in his pupils, so he pulled the bone out of his arm so stiffly.

Uh, well, the bones of the corpse, it's normal to draw out the bones, but at this time, can it be the same as usual?

It must have hurt!

Xiao Li thought so in his heart, and looked at Jun Malu with deep admiration in his eyes.

"Youth, it is necessary to surpass such opponents one by one, in order to burn passion, Jun Malu, Ning Ci, and the sect master... Xiao Li, a guy with a disconnected brain, has fallen into self-congratulatory mode, completely forgetting to think about what the hell is going on.

"Jun Mario!"

A black shadow swept by, Qin Hao appeared beside Jun Malu, his face was calm, his eyes looked at Jun Malu's arm solemnly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, but the muscle was damaged, it looked like the wound was terrifying, in fact, it was not a big deal, as for the bones, hehe, the last thing that the corpse bone vein was worried about was the problem of bones.

"How?"

"It's fine!"

Jun Malu raised a bone arm full of cracks in his hand, a cloud of black gas erupted from the dense cracks, and a large piece of black thick juice sprayed all over his body, Qin Hao's pupils shrank, only to see those cracks suddenly expand, and then began to gradually collapse, black gas diffused from the bones, and the cracks quickly eroded, and soon the entire bone turned black, and the bones began to decay, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a puddle of black mud on Jun Malu's hands.

As soon as the hands were closed, the black mud evaporated in the air like a gas, and soon disappeared.

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master!"

Oil Girl Shino, Qiu Dao Ding Ci, and the three of them looked at each other every day, forcibly suppressed the horror and doubts in their hearts, stood behind Qin Hao, wanted to ask something but didn't dare to ask directly, but Xiao Li was off the line as always, he was stunned and lifted the self-congratulatory mode, took off the heavy armor on his body, and walked to Qin Hao in one step, not caring about the gloom on Qin Hao's face, and asked: "Sect Master, Jun Ma Lu him?" ”

Qin Hao glanced at everyone, only to find that in addition to Xiao Li and a few others, there were two figures in the far corner of the training ground, a kitten wearing a mask, and another delicate figure with dull eyes and muddy eyes-Blue Xiaodie.

He furrowed his brows slightly, retracted his gaze to look at Jun Malu, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?" ”

Tian Tian on the side took out a roll of bandages and wrapped them around Jun Ma Lu's arm, and then he heard Jun Ma Lu answer coldly: "Chakra is running, and the bone arm is beginning to swell, and there is a terrifying power that erupts, which cannot be controlled, and must be vented out as soon as possible... The speed and strength are greatly increased, the bones are as light as feathers, and the body is light and fluttering to leap up. “

Jun Ma Lu frowned, expressed his feelings intermittently, then looked at Qin Hao, and stopped talking.

"Got it!"

Qin Hao thought about it for a while, and roughly guessed clearly, all in all, the power of the runes was too terrifying, and the body couldn't withstand the load of that explosion, so it was needed...

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to everyone in a cold voice: "It's okay, let's go get busy." ”

Finally, he looks at Kitten and Fluttershy and beckons.

The kitten immediately rushed over with a confused Lan Xiaodie, "Teacher! ”

"Hmm!" Qin Hao nodded, and focused his gaze on Lan Xiaodie, and then the corners of his mouth hooked up a meaningful smile: "The height and body shape are all about the same, just right." ”

Two minutes later!

In a bright room, Qin Hao gently flicked a pitch-black kunai in his hand, the writing wheel eyes rotated faintly, the kitten wore a mask, looking at the floor respectfully, and Lan Xiaodie's eyes were still a little dull, since Luo Xiaoxin's death, her whole person seemed to have lost her soul and lost her life.

"It's a sin to be weak!"

Qin Hao's voice was like a cold ocean, deep and ruthless, and Lan Xiaodie's eyelashes trembled.

"This world is very cruel and fair, the strong trample on and ravage the fate of the weak, and the weak can only bear it, cry humbly, or die, such as Luo Xiaoxin, that's the name."

Lan Xiaodie shuddered, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her eyes gradually regained focus.

"He died to save you, worthy of admiration, a tragic way to die, but in the end..." Qin Hao sneered: "It's dead!" ”

"Dead!"

"Die! Fall! Finish! ”

"Dead ------"

The last three words echoed in Lan Xiaodie's mind over and over again like a magic spell, and seemed to evoke the image she was most reluctant to recall in her memory—the scene before Luo Xiaoxin's death, which was repeated in her mind.

"No!"

Lan Xiaodie's face suddenly became distorted and painful, and she roared hoarsely, her hands jerked forward, and she grabbed it. A piece of air.