1869 Impulsive!
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"Boom!!"
The earth-shattering roar swept through the entire battlefield and the cyclone came from the peak protection barrier behind Qiao Xuewei, regretting the souls of all the spectators at the two levels, at this moment, no one paid attention to Qiao Xue's movements, they only paid attention to the burly figure that supported the peak protection barrier with both hands and slowly moved away from the giant horns, because from beginning to end, they didn't see when this figure moved?!
"Oops...... was rescued. ”
Shaking off the head of the antlers, Xu Long looked at Wan Xianlin who was hanging in the air in the distance indifferently, and said with a smile.
That's right, the white-robed figure that remained in Qiao Xuewei's final consciousness was none other than Wan Xianlin, looking at Xu Long with a leisurely face, Wan Xianlin was already shocked, not to mention that he was a person from the outside world, even he, a peak saint, was shocked by its amazing speed, he could conclude without exaggeration, this is the person who has accelerated the fastest in the history of the previous clan, there is no one!
However, these are not the key to Wan Xianlin, what really makes him care is the attack method of this son, obviously he does not have any killing intent, but the attack launched is enough to cause any martial artist of the same level to be seriously injured or even killed. Qiao Xuewei is the best example, although she took action to pull it back from Xu Long's giant horn in the next second when Xu Long hit her, but the chest that was hit still suffered heavy internal injuries; just a preliminary examination, more than four ribs were broken, and the bones were still like this, so the degree of internal organ injury is self-evident, absolutely to the extent of extreme danger.
This guy is simply a humanoid weapon cultivated by the Turtle Spirit Sect!
Quickly sent Qiao Xuewei the Holy Pill for the treatment of internal injuries, Wan Xianlin said very seriously, "Do you know what the consequences will be after you hit this blow with all your strength?"
"Yes. ”
"You don't know!"
"I know. ”
Xu Long showed a weird smile again, grinning the corners of his mouth and said, "Eliminate the qualification, right." ”
Hearing this, Wan Xianlin was once again surprised by Xu Long's relaxed words and that strange expression, it turned out that this guy was standing here with the mentality of dying together!
"But I have no choice but to kill. ”
Grinning and shaking the fist that was shrouded in the bones, Xu Long continued with a smile, "Originally, she should have died, and I should have been sent out, but now it seems that I can kill another one, thank you." ”
"What did you say?"
Wan Xianlin snorted, but he didn't want Xu Long to stop looking at Wan Xianlin, stretched out his index finger wrapped in green bones, and gently hooked it towards the high platform of the Holy Sepulchre Mountain, and said with an evil smile, "Next." ”
"I'm coming!!"
"Boom!"
There was no pause at all, a burly and sturdy figure had already jumped off the high platform, Mu Chen and Lu Shaotian were already silent in Qiao Xuewei's heavy blow and Xu Long's strange offensive, and they didn't notice that Pan Meng on the side was so impulsive.
"This kid!"
Lu Shaotian's expression was rarely tense, and he looked nervous but unable to do anything.
Que Yunpeng was speechless, and subconsciously explained, "Before I could react, he had already rushed out." ”
Mu Chen retracted his hand and wanted to grab Pan Meng, clenched his fists tightly and said, "It's not his fault, it's just that Pan Meng is not this person's opponent, plus he loses his mind, most of this battle will not have a good result, and his ability will not be able to fully play." ”
Looking at Pan Meng's back deeply, Mu Chen sighed silently, having said that, how could he not understand Pan Meng's impulse, if it was him, and Qiao Xuewei was replaced by Mu Bingling, then he would not only do the same thing, but also do it even crazier!
"What now?" Lu Shaotian looked at Mu Chen, and the worry in his tone couldn't be hidden, Pan Meng had always been his important arm and friend, and he really didn't want anything to happen to him.
Mu Chen sighed lightly, glanced at Wan Xianlin, and replied, "I can only put the guarantee of hope on Elder Wan, and it should be fine." ”
......
Saying that, Wan Xianlin seemed to have an electrocardiogram, and glanced at Mu Chen silently, just like that, everything was clear.