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Time seemed to stand still at this moment, Wang Soul stretched out his hand, looked ahead in a daze, and looked at the seven or eight pierced wounds on the opposite figure slowly repairing, and a trace of despair rose in his heart.

In the moment before this, he saw the light of the knife raised in the opponent's hand, and in that moment, he used the last bit of strength to make another wish, and took advantage of the situation to throw out the flying knives he had collected before.

The speed of the flying knife and the ejection he used to make a wish were comparable to the speed of the opponent's shot, coupled with such a close distance, the kid was really helpless, and he could even see the horror in the kid's eyes.

It's just that he never expected that this last move still failed to solve the other party, because he never expected that the body of this kid in front of him was also a monster like Dongfang Ting, and his body was obviously pierced, but no blood flowed out, but it was miraculously and slowly healed.

"Who the hell are you?" Wang Soul didn't want to think about it anymore, and at this time he had exhausted his strength and couldn't think about too many problems.

"I'll satisfy your curiosity because of your excellent performance! In the lower thirteen brothers, they are ranked fourth, and they are known as the fatal silver eagles. The figure finally spoke.

I see! The Thirteen Cold-Blooded Eagles turned out to be the enemy of the system arrangement.

So far, he has met the eighth eagle and the two brothers he brought, plus the little five and the little seven, and the one in front of him, except for the eleven and twelve eagles that were removed by the snow and dust, he almost only has not seen a few.

At this time, he felt that this game system seemed to be too aimed at himself, obviously this hatred was pulled out by the snow and dust, but why......

"I'm not the only one who killed your brother, why do you always hold on to me?" Wang Soul asked.

"You think we don't want to look for him?" Silver Eagle shot back: "But that kid has never been in this world!"

…… Wang Soul was speechless, this reason is indeed very sufficient, not in this world, which means that Xue Xichen has not logged in to the game during this time, and as long as he does not log in to the game, then these guys can only seek revenge on themselves.

At this time, Wang Soul deeply felt that Xue Xichen was not a good person at all, and he stabbed such a big basket, but threw the black pot to others......

Wait, could that guy's intention be the conspiracy that Ouyang Yueyue reminded of? The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, that the guy deliberately approached him, and then seduced himself to trigger this hatred......

But if it's really a conspiracy, then what is he trying to do? The most dead in this game is to limit a certain amount of time to be weak, but in fact, there is nothing to lose at all...... No, there are still losses, and if he dies three times in a row, he will feel exhausted and will have to rest for a while to recover, which seems to mean that if he continues to die more times in the game, then it is very likely that he will ...... ...... due to energy exhaustion Demise!

This conclusion almost shocked him!

Speaking of which, the snow wash is really a deep calculation, if it wasn't for the timely offline detection, it is really possible to be fooled!

"If you don't give up resistance, I'm not willing to kill you." Yinying said coldly: "I don't know why you can always be resurrected, and you are so special that even if you die, you will not lower your qi, but since the moment you ruthlessly killed the eleventh and twelfth brothers, this sorrow has ended, and you have destroyed my eighty-ninety-three brothers by the hands of others, and you have further pushed this revenge to the point of not sharing the sky!" Because...... My brother, if you die, you will never be resurrected! ”

At the end of the day, Silver Eagle simply roared.

Wang Soul listened quietly, but his heart was completely unconvinced. He believed that what Silver Eagle said was true, because he hadn't seen the Eighth Eagle seek revenge since, but so what? The death of those on the other side is, at best, a dead and innocent death. Eleven and twelve eagles washed the village in blood, and the eighth eagle came up to kill in the name of revenge, what could he do?

And now, if it weren't for the resurrection of the people on his side, wouldn't they have died already?

"Don't you share the sky? Then don't share the sky! You have one life, but I can be resurrected infinitely, who do you think will win in the end? Wang Soul was already sneering.

Yinying was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his hand fiercely, although a flying knife did not take off his hand, but raised the half-moon knife light.

Wang Soul did not resist, and at this moment, he suddenly figured it out. At this time, he was a little impatient to die.

Dead, resurrected, and hunted by Silver Eagle with a new self, he was convinced that this kid was about to be defeated at his own hands, and this was an unchangeable fate!

"Ding!" An inopportune crashing sound suddenly reached Wang Soul's ears.

He turned his head suspiciously, but saw a figure appear beside him, holding the Qingcheng Sword in his hand, staring coldly at Yinying and said, "I said that he can only be killed by me!"

"Huh! Ha ha! Silver Eagle was blocked by a move, but he seemed to be crazy, and suddenly laughed wildly: "You come to kill, can you kill him?" If you die, won't you still be resurrected? He won't even descend when he dies, what do you use to fight him? ”

Dongfang Ting didn't move, but his brows furrowed slightly.

Silver Eagle laughed wildly for a while, and suddenly stared at Dongfang Ting and said hatefully: "If you don't let me kill him, I'll kill you!"

Before the half-moon sword light of the flying knife was raised, Dongfang Ting's sword had already struck, and the Qingcheng sword with a blue steel and white blade, raising a light cyan sword light, turned straight and quickly into a trace, instantly splitting the silver eagle in half.

This time, although there was no blood coming out of Silver Eagle's body, the wound never healed.

The two halves of the limbs fell to the ground, but the cross-section was an inexplicable gray, but somewhat like a cast dummy.

Wang Soul was still stunned, he didn't understand why he saw such a scene, blood stains could be seen above the Condensation Realm, and wounds could be seen above the Zhanwei Realm, the vision of the Chengyuan Realm should be no different from reality, but what was going on now? Doesn't this guy belong to humanity?

"You." Dongfang Ting suddenly said coldly, and the sword was already pointed at the center of Wang Soul's eyebrows.

Wang Soul was fearless, if Dongfang Ting hadn't appeared, he would have died a long time ago.

"I just want to ask you, when you were obsessed with fighting this kid, did you ever care about the people around you?" Dongfang Ting's emotions seemed to be a little excited, and his sword was trembling.

People around you? By his side, there is only He Jing! Isn't He Jing good?

"You...... Death is too good for him! Dongfang Ting said in a deep voice, no longer allowing Wang Soul to think about it, the Qingcheng Sword went straight through his eyebrows. (To be continued.) )