Chapter 872: The Strongest Move, the Sword of Silence!
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, Ling Ying made a move, dodged in front of Long You's body, and his eagle-like claws tore down.
"Drink!"
Long You let out a low snort, and the palm-sized black hole directly covered out and hit Ling Ying in the chest.
"Boom!"
The two shadows both flew back, Long You landed in the distance, spitting blood, and Ling Ying's flesh ***** was directly sucked down.
"Bastard, you're looking for death!" Ling Ying was annoyed and angry, his face turned blue.
As if going crazy, he dodged up again, entangled with the dragon ghost, and attacked the key point with his moves.
After a while, Long You's body was covered with scratches, and there was hardly a single intact place left on his body.
Long You's eyes were anxious, if he was in his heyday, how could he fall into such a situation, what kind of centipede hall three masters, give him a beating in minutes!
He suddenly understood a little now, why Lin Hao wanted to dodge, if he made a move with him, not to mention retreating, at least he would have to suffer a heavy blow. In that case, if another enemy strikes, they will be reduced to lambs to be slaughtered.
"Alas, it's still so irrational. Long You sighed a little, in most cases, he was still not rational enough.
At their level, if they want to divide the winner and lose, they can only fight with their lives and fight for both sides, otherwise it is difficult to distinguish which is stronger and which is weak.
But he and Lin Hao couldn't fight for their lives at all, and they were destined to only point to the end.
"Boom!"
These thoughts flashed through his mind, and Long You made another move against Ling Ying, and the two flew out upside down.
Long You's body was scarred, seemingly miserable but not fatal, on the other hand, Ling Ying's body, which was originally quite round, was sucked into pits. With every punch and kick of Long You, he could devour a large amount of essence blood and true yuan, making Ling Ying extremely annoying.
"Ling Ying, what's going on?
Ling Jian frowned slightly, and said displeasedly.
A person who was twenty miles away from the ghost list had an inextricable fight with Ling Ying from the eighteenth ghost list, which made him a little dissatisfied.
"I know, this person is a little difficult, give me another five minutes!" Ling Ying gritted his teeth.
"Good!" Ling Jian nodded.
Five minutes is nothing, it's more time anyway.
He looked at Lin Hao and asked strangely, "Why, you don't seem to be scared at all." ”
Lin Hao suddenly smiled: "Why should I be afraid?"
"Oh, is this going to break the can?" Ling Jian said with a smile.
"No, I'm just a little confused, are you two planning to go together, or do you come one by one?" Lin Hao said with a smile.
Hearing this, Ling Jian and Ling Long's faces turned gloomy.
What a crazy man! I don't know it's dying until I die!
"Ling Jian, let me come! An ant, I can solve him with one move!" Ling Long took a step forward.
"It's okay!" Ling Jian nodded slightly.
Ling Long's strength was a little stronger than Ling Ying, ranking sixteenth on the ghost list, second only to him, and it was not a problem to solve the other party.
When Lin Hao heard this, he was immediately happy: "I personally suggest that you go together, otherwise, you will die a miserable death!"
"Death to the thief!"
Ling Long's face immediately turned pale, and a dagger appeared in his hand, dodging away, like a raging wind blowing towards Lin Hao, the speed was extremely fast.
What Ling Long is best at is speed, his speed is the fastest of the three masters of the Centipede Hall, and his trick is an assassination technique, killing people without a shadow!
"Ling Long, who is on the sixteenth ghost list, seems to be nothing more than that. When Lin Hao saw such a speed, a trace of disdain rose in his heart.
Compared to his wind and thunder flash, it is more than a little worse, not to mention the wind and thunder instant.
"Wind and thunder!"
In the moment before Ling Long arrived, Lin Hao's figure staggered past him, and the Thunder Sword in his hand was already out of its sheath.
Killer against killer, the decisive victory is in a thought, Lin Hao's Thunder Sword has come to Ling Long's neck.
"Not good!"
Suddenly, Ling Jian's pupils contracted, and an invisible soul power in his eyes rushed out and hit Lin Hao's body.
Lin Hao's body shook, the sword in his hand was unstable, and it rubbed with Ling Long's neck, and then Lin Hao retreated sharply and landed in the distance.
I only saw a bloodshot on Ling Long's neck, and he wiped his neck, breaking out in a cold sweat.
The situation just now was so critical that he was almost killed!
"Ling Long, you're careless!" Ling Jian said coldly.
"Yes!"
Ling Long nodded, he was indeed a little underestimated just now, and he was almost killed, this was unbearable for him!
"However, not next time, I must finish this son with my own hands!" Ling Long gritted his teeth.
"Shut up, you stand down, I'll deal with him!" Ling Jian said.
"But ......"
Ling Long was about to defend something, but suddenly saw Lin Hao's sword blade raised high, and above the sword, a black light appeared, dyeing the entire sword black.
"There's no need to argue, let's go together!"
An indifferent voice came from Lin Hao's mouth, and at this moment, he saw that his sword had turned into a deep black, and the mysterious waves were faintly circulating, exuding a pitch-black aura of death.
When the breath appeared, all the plants and trees, insects, birds and beasts within a radius of a hundred miles were slowly withering and passing.
Even Ling Jian and the others felt an extremely strong sense of discomfort, and white hair appeared on the top of their heads.
"What kind of move is this?" Ling Jian's eyes flashed with shock, this sword gave him an extremely strong sense of crisis.
Long You and Ling Ying also stopped what they were doing and looked at them in alarm.
"This sword, is it Lin Hao's killing move?" Long You exclaimed.
"Annihilation of the Fifth Form of the Nine Swords, Silence!"
Lin Hao raised the Thunder Sword high, and under the frightened gaze of Ling Jian and the others, it slowly fell.
After this sword went out, there was no amazing momentum and vibration, and some, just silent withering!
Vitality is passing by at a rapid pace!
As soon as the sword came out, the trees within a radius of a hundred miles withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, birds and beasts died, insects fell to the ground, Ling Jian's three people's black hair instantly turned into white hair, and Ling Ying's flesh also withered in the blink of an eye, turning into skin and white bones.
When the will to annihilate reaches this level, it becomes the annihilation of the life force!
Ling Jian's face changed wildly, his heart rose to his throat, and he only felt that his soul was about to fly out.
"Let's shoot together and block this move!"
The three of them no longer hesitated, they all shot out in unison, took out their strongest master, and bombarded Lin Hao's sword.
"Lingchen sword!"
"Blade of Destruction!"
"Eagle strikes the sky!"
Ling Jian's blue blade shot straight out, and the blue light was sheng, but what shocked him was that the blue light on his sword only appeared for less than a second, and then disappeared without a trace.
Even his true essence is being annihilated!
The other two also suffered the same situation, after their mastery appeared, they disappeared directly and lost their true yuan.
"Oh no! Retreat!" Ling Jian shouted in horror.
(End of chapter)