Su Changqing: "!!"

Su Changqing's eyes widened, his pupils contracted for a moment, and he almost blurted out a sentence.

When he saw the soul hook dangerously passing by an inch away from his position, and then turned a hook towards the black-robed man with a bang, he let the heart that was almost raised to his throat fall, and also strongly suppressed the instinctive action of wanting to dodge at that moment.

Scared my dad to death.

Fights are fights, why do you still have a transition?!

After the sudden sense of oppression and crisis disappeared, Su Changqing's brows were still locked, and she had some doubts in her heart if the white-haired man had discovered herself, and the strange trick just now was warning her?

This thought flew through her mind, and at the same time, the vigilance in her heart was also raised to the strongest, and when her eyes fell on the two people who jumped in mid-air to fight, she quickly restrained that trace of emotion.

I saw that the soul hook lock in the white-haired young man's hand was glowing red, and the hook claws thrown out were as flexible as snakes, evil and sharp, and they hooked the enemy quickly and accurately.

Neither of them is a good person, but at the moment, it seems that the white-haired man's strength is obviously better than that of the black-robed man, and his moves and body skills are even more first-class.

After the blow was successful, in an instant, the iron rope tightly wrapped the black-robed man like a trapped rope, forming a tight network of iron locks, and the hook claws grabbed at his back like a fierce tiger's heart.

A single hook on the soul lock can make a person's belly and back suffer the enemy.

"Snort—"

The chest and back of the black-robed man were instantly drenched in flesh and blood by the hook claws of the soul hook.

Su Changqing's gaze slid to the black-robed man's body, and she felt that the black-robed man's severed face didn't look complicated at all at the moment, whether it was on the left side or the right face, there was only 100% anger.

She could be sure that if the mood of the black-robed man had a numerical display, it would be-

Ding, rage +10086!

Ding, resentment +99999!

But seeing the black-robed man staring at the white-haired young man's resentful gaze as if he was going to choose someone to devour, he obviously didn't expect the other party's moves to be faster, more stable, and more ruthless than his own.

At this time, the hatred for the white-haired youth in my heart is like the jungle grass and trees burned by wildfire, and it is getting higher and higher.

Su Chang looked at this scene with affection, and this time, it seemed that if the two continued to fight, the defeat of the black-robed man would be inevitable.

Broken bones and broken shoulders hook soul locks;

The Evil Blade Dementor sees Yama.

She had heard of the evil nature of the weapon of the soul lock, and thought it was an exaggeration, but she never thought that it was just a flat and straightforward statement.

The black-robed man gritted his teeth and pronounced the name of the white-haired young man:

"Xie Xuangan."

word by word, as if I wanted to chew him up.

The white-haired young man didn't respond, but just casually and indifferently twitched lightly, and took back the soul hook lock.

This gesture of not taking people in his eyes made the black-robed man even more angry and hateful, and his expression was also very hideous, lining the rotten half of his face more like a demon.

"It seems that you have to go against the old man, then don't blame the old man for being polite!"

The black-robed man's voice fell, and his body moved at the same time.

Su Changqing: "......"

Su Changqing deeply felt that the black-robed man really had a sense of conviction to become a villain, not to mention that he had been unceremoniously fighting for a long time before, and he was still the kind he was pressed and beaten, and now it was obviously time to prepare to counterattack and make a big move, and he had to notify the other party.

What a touching villain cultivation this is.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the black-robed man suddenly accumulated his strength, his hands formed a magic seal, and a black mist quietly appeared, and the cold aura like a black abyss suddenly swelled, but in an instant, a huge black shadow that was incomparably powerful and huge was formed.

The black shadow giant, which was several feet tall, formed in vain, and its breath fluctuations made people feel a sense of panic.

The wind whined, and the black shadow giant was like an abyss, obscuring the dead wood around it into a blur, especially ghostly at this moment.

The black shadow giant moved, waved his big palm, and slammed into the white-haired youth, its momentum was so vicious, trying to kill him under the palm.

"Bang bang—"

Where this giant palm fell, puffs of dust were raised, and a qi full of dead silence suddenly spread in all directions.

And the white-haired young man named Xie Xuangan would not sit still in place, his eyes full of blood moved slightly, and his feet seemed to turn into a gust of wind, drifting lightly and quickly to the left, quietly avoiding the attack of the black shadow giant.

Apparently experienced in fighting.

He had no intention of continuing to entangle with the black shadow giant, but his figure flashed, and he came to the front of the black-robed man in an instant, and at the same time, the power of his right arm quickly condensed on the soul hook.

The next moment, the sound of iron ropes clashing out, and the hook claws were thrown out like arrows, the speed was so fast, the power was furious, and the hook and claw that flashed with cold light were wrapped in enough power to split the steel stone.

The target is the black-robed man!

It was fast and ruthless, and it is conceivable that if it were hit by this hook, its shoulder blade would break on the spot.

"K-"

The hook is drawn out like electricity.

The black-robed man's face changed greatly, his steps moved, his body jumped, and he wanted to escape, but it was too late, and the soul hook lock instantly wrapped around him like an iron net, and the black-robed man immediately flew out upside down, and rolled backwards a few times when he landed, and the black robe on his body was shredded by the sharp qi, and became tattered, and the hook and claw scars on his body were obvious.

Flesh and blood tumbling, shocking.

Especially the shoulder blade on one side was directly shattered, and the breath gradually weakened, the black robed people hated in their hearts, knowing that they could not continue to entangle, and immediately threw out a burst of black fog to cover their figures, and then seized the opportunity and fled quickly.

"Xie Xuangan, I am inseparable from you!"

With his figure, only a cruel word of anger came from the wind.

The white-haired young man frowned almost imperceptibly, his expression seemed to reveal a hint of dissatisfaction, as if the black-robed man's escape had brought him extra workload and delayed him from getting off work, and he immediately used his trick to chase in the direction of the black-robed man's escape.

It's just that at the moment of leaving, the unruly eyebrows were raised, and the eyes with blood and murderous intent glanced at the location where Su Changqing was hiding casually.

Under the unruly appearance, it was a pair of casual and fierce eyes.

Su Changqing's pupils shrank, and his cold hair rose suddenly, only to feel that there was a feeling of extreme danger at that glance.

Sure enough, the man had spotted her.

If he hadn't been in a hurry to chase after that black-robed man, that person would definitely not let him go easily.

Su Changqing's expression was solemn.

After noticing that the two qi engines had completely disappeared, she walked out of the hiding place and looked up in the direction in which the two had disappeared.

After a while, Su Changqing withdrew his gaze.

The man's murderous intent was intense.

I don't know if I'll meet it again.

If so......

Su Changqing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking very jealous of this person, but there was no fear and cowardice in his heart.

The girl stood upright, her body thin and weak in the empty and somewhat barren dead woods, but her back was always straight.

Su Changqing retracted his thoughts, turned his gaze, tapped his toes, and immediately headed towards the previously selected direction.

It's December. What's not your goal?

(End of chapter)