Chapter 819: A Claw of Soul Return
Chapter 819: A Claw of Soul Return
Chapter 819
"Huh?"
Yu Yan easily cleaned up a group of scouts who had lost their shè flares, and happily quickly felt an extra chill from the cool air at night, and then concentrated on the surroundings, and finally noticed that she was quietly approaching from a distance, almost hiding an inconspicuous shadow from herself......
Shadow Assassin?
Happy quickly denied it, because not only was the breath not as restrained and cautious as Yang Xuyan, but he didn't seem to be worried about being discovered by himself at all.
"Xin! Back off! ”
Happy smelled the smell of danger from the person, and didn't dare to slack off, while telling Yu Yan to leave, he sighed quietly:
Sure enough, it is unrealistic to expect the enemy camp commander to look at his own ideas.
However, what he didn't expect was that for the first time, a predator was attracted - the person who came was dressed in close-fitting soft armor, not only looked like a master in the army, but also had a ruthless face, obviously a demon mén master! With such a temperament and majesty, how many can there be in the ancient army of méng? Among the eight demon mén masters, who else can there be besides the demon marshal 'Zhao Deyan'?
The wind is blowing!
Before the two could speak, a sharp cold wind slashed their faces.
With a warning in my heart, I was happy and almost subconsciously felt that the situation was not good, and the golden bell jar floated out!
Like a giant golden bell, it shines out without warning, enveloping happiness in it.
Boom !!
Admiralty trembled! 、
In the huge sound of the bell, the golden light on the surface of the golden bell skyrocketed, bursting out like the light of the sun, and everything around it was exhaustive;
But soon, five black and sharp paw prints quickly appeared on the surface of the golden bell, and the surging light suddenly converged and dimmed.
Yu Yan was the only witness and watched it most carefully......
However, she still couldn't see how Zhao Deyan made a move.
However, with the help of the mystery of the golden bell jar, Happy not only successfully avoided Zhao Deyan's ruthless move, but also quickly pulled away and retreated to her side, staring at the mysterious master who was shocked back two steps and stopped ten meters away after failing to strike:
"It's the magic handsome!"
The happy and free posture made Yu Yan feel inexplicably at ease.
The mysterious man spoke, and his cold words carried inexplicable oppression, which made people's hearts heavy:
"Xiǎozi, a little insightful, no wonder Xiǎoxiǎo was able to avoid my "Returning to the Soul One Claw" at his age......" Although Zhao Deyan said this, his heart was a little crazy.
Although the claw just now did not use ten successful powers, it also did not bī bī The first-class profound martial arts of the "Dou Zhuan Xing Shifting", the golden bell jar, actually used the crop handle to deal with himself.
"Demon Shuai Gui is a military advisor under the command of the Khan, and he is in an important position, but he is alone in the middle of the night chasing to the uninhabited grassland, too hasty......"
These words seemed to be for Zhao Deyan's sake, but in his ears they became sarcasm:
"Huangkou xiǎoer! 口口不xiǎo! Just by virtue of you and this ordinary mén faction, if you can escape from the palm of Grandpa Zhao's hand, even if God opens his eyes, he still dares to believe it...... Brag unblushingly! ”
His pupils shrank, and he happily noticed that after Zhao Deyan finished speaking, the wide purple sè cloak suddenly shook abnormally.
Bang!
A sharp energy slammed into his mouth.
The body shook, and under Yu Yan's surprised gaze, she happily stepped into the ground, and dragged out two ravines more than ten meters long and half a foot deep from the ground with her feet before stopping.
"Don't come here! I'm fine. ”
Raising his hand to stop Yu Yan's footsteps, happily calming the tumbling qi and blood in Xiōng's cavity, he slowly wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a smile on his face that made Zhao Deyan's brows frown.
"It is worthy of being the demon handsome who is second only to the Evil King and Zhu Yùyan, and Senior Zhao is so different from each other even when he makes a move......" The happy words were mixed with undisguised sarcasm.
Hearing this, Zhao Deyan was neither shocked nor angry, and his tone was cold: "...... You don't have to be sarcastic, Zhao is a demon man, and he naturally won't act like you famous disciples who pretend to be righteous, but it is indeed beyond my expectations that you can take my palm without dying, nor have you been seriously injured. ”
"It's just a fluke." Happy raised his chin slightly, and in addition to irony, the cold and arrogant sè was unobstructed.
Yu Yan, who was familiar with happiness, smelled a trace of anger from her happy words, and it seemed that happiness was already a little angry with Zhao Deyan.
……
In the underground base of the Beijing headquarters, the glasses man, Limei, and a group of staff members stared at Happy and Zhao Deyan on the screen with burning eyes, and their eyes flashed with different expressions.
"What just happened?"
The man in glasses frowned.
Although he looked a little embarrassed and looked happy, as if he was at a disadvantage, the people present were not ordinary, and they knew that Zhao Deyan would not speak for no reason to delay time.
The situation must be different from what they see......
At this time, the man next to him, who looked like a supervisor, nodded the watch in his hand and replied without the slightest expression:
"Zhao Deyan's "Returning to the Soul One Claw" is a martial art on the Heavenly Demon Strategy, not only the lethality is domineering, but also has the effect of hurting the enemy with yīn soft internal strength, when Jiāo is in his hand, it can directly damage people's hearts through palm power, greatly reducing the opponent's strength, and the swordsmanship has the same effect."
As soon as the voice fell, the picture on the screen quickly zoomed in......
Close-up to Zhao Deyan's cloak.
On the beautiful and luxurious purple sè cloak, there are two more holes in the plain and white, dòng, as if new.
""Participation in the Fingers"!"
The expressionless supervisor continued to explain: "The Murong family is unlearned, and the killing is not amazing, but the speed of the attack is very fast, and the victory is silent, which makes people unguardable, and Zhao Deyan has also been tricked." ”
“……”
Hearing this, everyone present immediately understood - it turned out that Zhao Deyan did not pursue after winning a blow, because he was also happy to have at least two finger blows.
The crowd fell silent.
In fact, when Zhao Deyan made a move, they all had an idea of the movement of the cloak, although they didn't find the attack track, but they paid some attention, but when did they make a move, and how did Zhao Deyan get into the move, probably except for the supervisor, no one found out.
The man with glasses took off his glasses silently, wiped them, put them back on, and looked more seriously......
……
Zhao Deyan's hands were still hidden in his cloak, and he couldn't see the movements clearly, but he didn't dare to make a move easily, because he realized that although "Returning to the Soul" could hurt happiness, it was actually not as serious as it seemed on the surface.
This damn xiǎo Zi relied on the resistance of "Jiuyang Divine Gong" to yīn soft palm power, and actually used Jiuyang body protection with ordinary body protection exercises to withstand all the palm power.
His eyes sank, and Zhao Deyan solemnly grabbed the purple cloak.
Call!
With a shake of one hand, the wide cloak suddenly twisted into a bunch! Gripping in his hand like steel, he wore a close-fitting black soft armor, which covered Zhao Deyan's whole body mightily and coldly, looking like a demon god descending from earth......