Clapping his hands, parting and shooting, he drank "go to death" in his mouth, and Le Hongtao's attack was launched at the same time; unlike the previous repeated use of treasures, this time he used his supernatural powers, and he really cultivated his own skills.

The six-colored glow opens the way, one color and one thought, one color and one lock, the thought is troubled, the lock is trapped in the gods, invisible and traceless, enough to make the ordinary gods sink; he has cultivated in Cangyun for many years, he also knows the six desires, and his power is much better than that of Ran Bujing.

These are not important, at most they are an assistant, and the real killer is behind.

Everyone has their own fighting habits, and compared with Thirteen Lang, Le Hongtao is actually somewhat similar in some aspects. It is true that this requires the support of a strong mind, otherwise we will not overwhelm the opponent, but we will have arrogant thoughts on our own, and it will be self-defeating to make mistakes.

And they all like to go all at once, and there is never more than one offensive to launch, and they would rather waste mana than kill it cleanly.

Both of them understand that their opponents are difficult, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they have only seen each other in their lives, and of course they should pay enough attention to them.

After casting the Six Desires, Le Hongtao's face changed, as if the blood of the whole body was concentrated on his face, red and purple, so red that it almost broke through the skin. His hands slowly pulled apart, pulled apart, and pulled out a six-stringed instrument.

Two fingers in one string, each hand has five fingers, how to pull out six strings?

No one can answer this question. Anyway, it seemed like this, two fingers and a string, pulled into a piano, and then Le Hongtao opened his mouth the color of purple grapes, and spewed a small mouthful of blood towards the strings.

There are too many expressions of "one mouth", it should be said that he spit out a thin strand of blood, like a plucked string on the string with a slight stroke, drawing out three three-inch long colorful dragonflies.

Le Hongtao's supernatural powers are powerful. The actions and results are very fancy, and with the emotional changes brought about by the six desires, there is a bit of a lingering sense of spring. Thirteen Lang watched it in person, and he had the urge to "want to read it", and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

How close is the distance between being attracted by the opponent's actions during the battle and seeking death? It was precisely because he was facing him that Le Hongtao was willing to use this technique; he had fought fiercely with the six demon hunters before, and when he saw that his subordinates had died one by one, he had not used it.

Thanks to his better preparation, Le Hongtao completed the operation earlier than Shisanlang, releasing three dragonflies with poisonous snake patterns, and his expression was obviously a little tired, and he couldn't lift his spirits because he was lazy.

"After these three blows, the seat will turn around and leave. ”

"Can you go?"

Shisanro didn't have time to pay attention to this sentence. The answer to Le Hongtao is small, not only with words, but also with space silk.

The action was exactly the same as Le Hongtao, Xiao Budian snapped away after clapping his hands hard, pulled out a "short and concise" black silk, and threw it at the three dragonflies with a flick of his fingers.

The cliff battle, Xiao Budian once tore a hundred meters in the sky, and still has not reached the limit; The power of 100 meters is concentrated into one foot, and Xiao Budian really did his best. The movements were a little stiff, and the crimson little face was extremely serious.

The short silk thread is extremely thick and as black as transparent. It was the feeling of absorption, and it could not be taken back when the eyes were cast, and the wind, light, shadow, and stones around it were the same, and all kinds of sundries that could not be named rushed towards the black silk in an obvious trajectory. After that, he disappeared without a trace. Wherever you pass, there is nothing that can be escaped within ten zhang, showing the true "emptiness".

Water enters the gap, empty the remainder, and there is space. It must not be able to dodge, and it will take the initiative to find and track it as Le Hongtao said before, this is a kind of magic power that cannot be evaded and cracked, but can only be carried hard.

The first dragonfly approached with wings, and suddenly spewed out two three-foot-long scissors from its mouth, completely disproportionate to its small body; at the same time, its long tail broke out of thin air, and its ring-like body spread out into seven smoke-filled rings, and then shook slightly.

"Seal!"

With a soft shout, the seven colored rings magnified in the air, connecting them into a string or overlapping, and the black silk that could absorb everything was heavily encased in the center, and the two giant scissors pinched the head and tail, cutting two times in a row.

The space silk thread is actually a crack, and the 100-meter-long line is a crack with a large opening but relatively easy to heal, although the one-foot crack is small, it can be considered that the space around it is more completely damaged, so it cannot be "sewn up". Le Hongtao's intention is very simple, use the dragonfly's body to form another enclosed space, completely wrap the broken piece in, and then pinch the head and tail with scissors, and then repair it.

Similar to sewing clothes, the seams must have wrinkles, which are unsightly and still break, but if you make patches and are skillful, they can be seamless and look like new. Pinch the head and remove the tail, for the ancients to cut off its connection with the small point, the next step is to make up for it.

There is no problem with ideas, all that remains is the ability to confront. Like the warrior fighting, the realm between the supernatural powers is comparable to the size of liliang.

Whew!, it looked like a colorful poisonous snake swallowing a sharp blade, not only could not digest it, but it cut its belly and came out. As if hearing a "hiss" in his ears, like the sorrowful cry of a poisonous insect being hit hard, the black silk flashed and continued to move forward, dragging behind him a piece like a mucous membrane and like thousands of spider silks. The smell of fishy smell permeated all directions, and the black silk shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the color was not as shiny as before, becoming dull. At the same time, Xiao Budian snorted, and a few black spots like vicious wounds appeared on his red face, which made people feel sour at a glance, and they wanted to vomit on the spot.

"Void Crack!"

The little girl opened her voice clearly, her immature face slowly sharpened, and her eyes were extremely angry. As a genuine space master, being suppressed by a person who does not belong to this way with different means, the snail beauty is not only angry, but also has unspeakable shame in her heart. The words were split from the lips, and the pupils of Xiao Budian's eyes became pitch black, and when his eyes touched, he could see countless stars flickering in chaos, which was indescribable.

The essence is a demon, no matter how it is fumigated and assimilated, the demonic nature in the depths of the soul cannot be wiped out after all. Weishenme is a little bit easier to get along with demon beasts and monsters, and it seems to be a little repulsive to people, except for those who are really close to their fathers, because their spiritual connection can be directly sensed, it even looks a little autistic, and the reason is this.

The spirit has agility and the demon is furious, these are the essences that cannot be changed through eternity. The essence of the demon is that it is strange, and it has a bit of evil; at this moment, just the eyes have changed, and the temperament of the whole person has completely changed, like a young girl.

"Space supernatural powers, you are also worthy!"

There was a thick contempt, and there was no trace of a little girl's voice, and correspondingly, the black silk seemed to be coated with a layer of starlight, and it was like a fire that was ignited, and then a wail, and the fishy stench turned into a scorched smell. The slime firmly stuck to the black silk instantly charred, and the dragonfly body that had not been in contact with it cracked, and with a bang, it shattered into tens of millions of parts.

"It can't be!"

Le Hongtao's eyes widened suddenly, and his eyes were full of unacceptability. The exclamation did not stop at all, and the flickering pierced through the second dragonfly, splitting it in two. The third dragonfly flew up again, extinguishing the black silk that had been weakened, and it itself became broken and withered, like a stinky dog that had just been enlarged by ten people.

It is also a space spell, with three attacks and one only half of the way remaining, and the two sides are highly accomplished and judged. In other words, the small one is seventy percent dependent on talent, and he is the real golden jade, but it is a pity that the teacher's ability is not enough, the time of cultivation is too short, and the carving has not been completed, so it cannot be compared with Le Hongtao, who is the best of everyone.

This is the real space master, which has nothing to do with victory or defeat, and cannot be blasphemed.

The half-crippled dragonfly moved forward fiercely, and went straight to the small point that had no power to fight back. Neither of the two sides took those scenes seriously before, and Le Hongtao recognized that Shisanlang could not recover from the heavy injury, and his target was this little girl who brought him infinite vigilance. But he didn't expect that the six desires plus the three dragonflies had thought that they were more than enough multiple means, but now only zuihou remnants remained.

Speaking of the Six Desires, we must mention how to protect the Space Masters when fighting, for example, in the face of this pervasive aura attack, there is no means more effective than the Space Divine Power. Xiao Budian didn't do anything, just closed the surroundings according to his previous habits, and before he broke it with great force, the six desires were clouds of six colors, ornaments.

As he spoke, the remnant dragonfly teleported to Xiao Budian's side, and the long tail that was missing a section began to decompose, and the next moment it could divide the opponent into tens of millions of pieces. Looking at this scene from afar, looking at the immature but bewitching girl's face, and looking at the pair of sarcastic ink pupils, Le Hongtao breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt pity while marveling, secretly thinking that such a haode woman would be so ruined

He didn't think about it anymore, he couldn't, didn't dare and couldn't think about it anymore, the scene in front of him was so absurd, even if it was repeated thousands of times in time, Le Hongtao still couldn't understand why it happened.

"You"

"I want xiexie you, honestly. ”

Thirteen Lang grabbed the dragonfly with casual movements, as if his hand was already there, and he didn't take the initiative to catch it, but the dragonfly crashed into it by itself. It's nothing, what matters is his hand, can it still be called a hand?

Pitch black and heavy ink, blacker than black silk. There is a flicking arc in the front of each of the five fingers, the palm of which contains fire, and there are countless wind swirls around it. The dragonfly that was held by it was so ferocious, at this moment it was like a little ghost who had sunk into the Nine Shadows, and was locked by heavy iron chains, and walked up to the eighteen-fold Xingtai in turn in a wail, and there was no possibility of breaking free.

"If your father had done it himself, I'd have died this time. It's a pity that your ability is not enough, and your father didn't dare to use all his strength, so I had a chance to see through. So I want you to xiexie, xiexie you make my artistic conception of life and death more complete and break through a level. ”

The five fingers become thunder, and the thunder arcs are staggered to form a perfect ring, releasing the breath of birth and death at the same time in the flow; Thirteen Lang looked down at his hands, his expression was quiet with a little understanding, and there was a trace of emotion.

"Nian Shenlei, it turned out to be a joke. ”

(To be continued......)