"Whew!"

In the sky, there was a strange sound of wind.

Qingyun, the figure dissipated like smoke.

"This, what's going on?" Below, ten thousand beasts, all of them had a trace of astonishment on their faces.

How could there be such a strange thing ...

Is it an illusion?

"You are strong, but ... Qing Xun's figure, a void behind Ye Xingdu, gradually appeared.

A smile cracked into the corners of his mouth.

"If I don't want to die, you take me, there's no way yet. ”

Da Shotfu, his eyes swept over the clear sky and shook his head, "This guy... ”

Ling'er, with a hint of indifference in her eyes, swept over Qingyun, blessed the trident in her right hand, and raised it with a "whew".

"Zizizi!"

All around, there seemed to be an invisible energy wave, rising into the sky.

"Bo Long!"

A heavenly fire slashed down.

Heavenly fire, the power is too strong, its appearance, the surrounding void is shaking,

The heavenly fire showed a formation that tore through the sky, smashing Qingyun's heart.

"Bang!"

There was a bang, and the Qing Xuan exploded to smithereens.

This heavenly fire, ordinary people can't resist it at all, and Qing Xun can't weaken the slightest bit of its momentum if he uses a thousand moves.

"Brother!"

Xianglu's face was filled with a trace of incredulity, panic, shock, and many other complex emotions.

The elder brother, who thought he had escaped, died violently in front of his eyes again, even if he was a normal person, he would become abnormal.

"Ling'er, if you can't distinguish between fiction and reality, I will kill him, it's just a matter of time sooner or later. In the void, there was a clear laughter, and everyone felt that something was wrong, as if everything around him was in his grasp, which was incredible.

"Wow!"

A red light flickered, and a blood-colored long sword infested the southeast side of Ye Xingdu, clear, and his body appeared like a ghost, drawing a red streamline, and scratching Ye Xingdu's heart.

The speed is so fast, the six demons below can only see a vague figure, and there is no clue how he appeared, or even drew his sword at the moment of appearance...

"Boom!"

A speed faster than him, rushing out, Ling'er, his body drew out ten thousand afterimages, and the trident held high in the palm of his hand cut off Qingyun's head with a "poof".

"Brother!"

Xianglu's eyes, revealing a hint of horror, swept towards the clear sky in the sky, and then, replaced by a blank expression.

She no longer knew how and what kind of demeanor to use to describe her state of mind at the moment.

She didn't know whether his brother was dead or alive.

Because, every time the brother who is killed, blown apart, and dies in various ways in front of his eyes, he will always reappear like a ghost in the next moment.

This is nothing, every time he appears, there will be a smile on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, there will be a calmness, like a strong man, a terrible guy with a strong mind.

In the face of such a powerful opponent, in the face of Ling'er, who can kill him with one blow, he can still be so calm, I really have to admire his courage.

You know, even if he has some unknown and amazing high-level moves, but...

As long as he is caught by Ling'er once, as long as he makes a mistake, a mistake, even if it is just a mistake, he will bury his life because of it.

"Whew!"

Another phantom was killed, Ling'er pulled out the trident that pierced into the opponent's body, and his indifferent eyes revealed a trace of impatience for the first time.

Ye Xingdu, her eyes revealed a hint of incredulity, and swept towards Ling'er, who was constantly circling beside her, she...

How exactly do you think.

She, even if she has no emotion, protects herself like this?

Ye Xingdu, he could feel the transformation swords, guns and swords that appeared around him, this Qingxuan, in order to kill himself, he really tried his best...

Was he really trying to kill himself?

Ye Xingdu's face revealed a trace of doubt.

No, no, he has other purposes!

Ye Xingjie was convinced that a man like Qing Zhen, who manipulated the phantom to do this, wanted to kill himself, if he really wanted to kill himself, it should be an easy matter.

It's not a question of strength anymore, it's no different from a sneak attack.

Of course, it is to tell the opponent: I want to sneak attack, and the opponent will still be successfully attacked by him!

Ling'er, her eyes swept over the dead and "resurrected", shuttling through the scope of this space, and her face flashed a trace of impatience for a moment, and was replaced by a gradually thicker indifference!

"Boom!"

Ling'er, the outer layer of the trident in the palm of his hand, rose with a red light.

The red light gradually forms a cross-sectional circle, floating at the apex of the trident.

The cross-sectional circle bursts with a scorching glow and rotates at great speed.

Ling'er, her eyes swept over the circle at the apex of the trident, grabbed the trident in her palm, raised it with a "whirl", and smashed it into the air with a "bang".

"Whoosh!"

The cross-sectional circle, from the trident in Ling'er's blessed palm, flew out to lock on to the target's behavior, and flew into the void.

Void, where the cross-sectional circle passed, a figure...

A few flashes!

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking wind came out harshly.

Cross-sectional circles, faster and faster.

And the figure in the void also moved rapidly.

"Whew!"

The figure, in a gasp sound, the body, gradually cleared.

Qingyun, his body stopped, his eyes, revealing a trace of incredibleness, swept towards the cross-sectional circle, and shot at his own speed.

The eyes, the cross-sectional circle is gradually approaching, and the clear face reveals a fierce light.

"Whew!"

A black flame appeared on the surface of a cross-sectional circle, as if it was about to burn it out before it could approach him.

"Bang Bang!"

The cross-sectional circle, bursting open the eightfold spark, the speed, without the slightest reduction, soared to clear.

One breath, three feet away from Qingyun.

The next moment, it's close at hand!

"Poof!"

A sound piercing through the inner bones came from Qingyun's body.

The cross-sectional circle, drawing a bloody light, rushed into Qing Xun's body, and pierced out from behind him in the stunned eyes of everyone in the Black Face Society.

"No, it's not... Qing, clear him... "Black Face Society, fifteen people, everyone's faces were filled with a trace of disbelief.

They don't want Qingyun to die like this, but ...

This move in front of him, the move made by Ling'er in the sky, seems to have some kind of tracking and locking quality, you can see that even in the void, he is desperately fleeing, rushing to clear the face, his embarrassed posture, appeared in everyone's eyes, where is there still a strong posture half a minute ago.

Since he would show such a demeanor, it means ...

Is this an entity?

No!

The eyes of the fifteen people of the Black Face Society trembled slightly, and the clarity in the sky turned into nothingness and disappeared out of thin air.

"How, how is it possible!"

Ten thousand beasts, their eyes revealed a trace of incredulity, and swept towards the clear and clear in the sky that disappeared again.

(End of chapter)