"It's fighting, it's fighting!"

Angel shouted excitedly.

"..."Dead crow.

"Just enough to see the power of the Black Slayer." Goun looked at the hurricane around him, as if he was calculating something.

"The person in charge of the stronghold, Sister Rong, seems to have said that the black killing is equivalent to the level of a law enforcer at our headquarters, but he has a violent and murderous personality." Angel said, "It seems to be true, you can see that you just started to do it after saying a few words!" ”

"The host's goal is the protagonist's necklace." Gao Ming said.

Qingluan nodded, and his eyes also fell on the necklace around Ziqiao's neck.

Very vague fluctuations.

Just looking at it like this, my eyes itch a little.

The spider silk loomed nearby, and she could even detect hunger in their eyes.

It was at this point that the necklace suddenly changed.

Under the surprised gaze of Angel and the others, the necklace emitted a strong purple light.

The next moment.

Turned into a slender and slender purple long sword, the lines of the sword body are exquisite, and the white streamer that wanders at any time faintly obscures the mysterious pattern engraved on the blade, making it impossible to see clearly.

Ziqiao, a girl holding a dark purple long sword, also changed at this time.

The originally clear black pupils turned into dark purple eyes under the dyeing of the blade.

"Wow, that's amazing." Angel clapped her hands.

"This is magic and murder?" Gao En looked surprised.

It seems that it is the same person and the sword, but this person and the "sword" are different from ordinary people and swords.

The dead crow on the side suddenly turned his head and looked at Qingluan beside him, but found that her body was trembling slightly, silver loomed beside her, and there was a faint creepy feeling when she looked at it.

Qingluan was trembling.

It's not being afraid, it's being suppressed.

In the forest, dense silver flickered.

Forcibly suppressing the idea of wanting to snatch it, Qingluan lowered his head.

The eyes of the demon are not like human eyes, and at this time, a trace of strange scarlet flashes.

That power...

The hurricane swept through the jungle, and Han Zhan held a lilac sword, and the bell made a crisp jingling sound.

Xiya's gaze fell on the bell through the black mist.

"Little one." Han Zhan took a step, his body filled with even thicker smoke, and a trace of evil intent flashed on his bewitching and handsome face, "Do you know what it means to have no eyes on a sword?" ”

"Be careful!"

Xin Shen shouted.

Rumble!!

At that moment, all that was reflected in Ziqiao's eyes was light.

Tens of thousands of lights.

She had never seen such a large and dazzling light and shadow.

Thousands of woods were cut into several pieces by the passing sword shadows in an instant, and the mecha flying in the air had no time to react, and was instantly cut into several halves and fell, at this time, looking down from the sky, the entire forest was covered with light-speed sword shadows that could not be seen by the naked eye.

"My mother," Angel screamed in fright.

Qingluan reacted the fastest.

The moment the sword shadow was formed, it opened its own realm.

"It's so fast...", and the hidden Celestial Spider Silk was cut in half by the sword shadow that flew in vain.

The silver eyeballs rolled slightly, and the broken spider silk regrouped.

In order not to affect his vision, Qingluan deliberately let the silver sky spider silks that make up the domain hide their figures. So, in the eyes of Angel and the others, it became a transparent enchantment.

"Oh my God... How fast is that?! Angel's eyes widened, still unable to see the tens of thousands of swift flashing sword shadows, "So fast... How many swords did he swing out in one second?! ”

"I can't count." Qingluan was also paying attention, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

"Are you sure you can catch it?" The crow turned his head and looked at Qingluan.

"If it was at this level, I would still be sure." Qingluan nodded slightly, and said, "However, if you use this move with stronger strength... That's a bit of a pinch..."

"What do you mean?" The dead crow seems to have sensed something, could it be that this technique can't exert the complete power of the black slaughter?

"I mean, this technique hasn't gotten serious yet."