Lewd, weird

Zhao Ying was bare-chested, kneeling on one knee in front of a large ding, his head buried very low, and the candle lantern reflected on his back, making his whole person look "blood red".

There seems to be some boiling water in the big ding, scattering a little mist, so that the people who are "hanging" above the ding look like they are in a fairyland.

The man's limbs were cut behind his back, his wrists and ankles were tied together by lassoes, hanging high in the air, his skirt was tattered, but it could still cover his concave and convex, seductive and slender figure.

I couldn't see her face, not because of the mist in Dingzhong, but a brown "hood" that covered her entire head, leaving only a hole in her mouth and nose to keep her breathing.

Huang Lingfeng squinted slightly, looking at the snow-white hanging bell looming in the tattered Luo skirt, as well as the whip marks clearly visible on it, and pouted his butt slightly.

When I saw the object with holes in the mouth and dripping with crystal clear liquid, I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

No way, when I used to wait for EMS to deliver things, I stayed in the ice and snow for too long, and I would always be frozen and runny.

Huang Lingfeng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, there was no way, that beauty was too eye-catching.

As the saying goes, a beauty looks at the bones but not the skin, although she can't see her face, but...

Long legs, thin waist, wide hips, convex, backward curl, a little more plump on it is too fat, less than a point is too insufficient, it is really just right, let people...

Huang Lingfeng shook his head, and saw that Zhao Ying seemed to have been awakened from a dream, trembling, turning around, standing up, hideous, a set of processes down, it was only an instant.

"Who are you? How did you get in? ”

Huang Lingfeng was his true face at this time, calm and concentrating.

Level 3 pinnacle, positive 1v1, hey, it's time to fight.

His figure faded away, and Zhao Ying was not a fool, seeing this, he sneered, held the sword in his hand, and was careful to be on guard.

"Dong Anyu sent you?"

Huang Lingfeng didn't say anything, he shook his head secretly in his heart, Dong Anyu, Dong Anyu, look at your mix, when people encounter assassins, the first thing they think of is that you are the mastermind, and you are still there to give people their lives.

[Seven Star Knife] has a 250% damage bonus for the first hit after stealth, but it will also take an additional 100% damage after manifesting, Zhao Ying's level 3 peak, if you can't kill it with one hit...

He carefully took stock of the relics at hand, and felt that he couldn't play any sassy operations, so there was only...

With the sound of "bell", Huang Lingfeng's heart tightened, this Zhao Ying is really not a waste, he didn't hit, and...

Huang Lingfeng was shocked in his heart, the three-layer Wei Wu waved his whip and blessed it instantly, seeing Zhao Ying's sword strangely turn around and go straight to his heart, the Qing Yan Sword subconsciously made a move.

Under the great blessing of the attack, he narrowly and dangerously opened the blade of the sword, but it was inevitable that he was hit by a sword in the shoulder, which was also the effect of the Qingyu Sword's defense, which made him instantly bleed.

Huang Lingfeng took a few steps back and distanced himself, the shoulder injury did not make him depressed and discouraged, rather, it made him a little excited.

Under this attack and defense, he found that although Zhao Ying's sword intent was severe, it was...

At the moment of breaking delusion, Zhao Ying's whole person seems to have a vague connection with the big ding under the beauty.

"Woo woo", the hanging woman seemed to want to say something, but who could understand.

Huang Lingfeng had a goal, and he no longer hesitated, and strode away at the moment, heading straight for Zhao Ying.

Seeing that Zhao Ying sneered, the blade of the sword was like a cage, shaking out of the sky under the light cover, he stomped on the ground under his feet, changed direction in an instant, and then held the sword in his backhand and "threw" at Zhao Ying's door violently.

[Zhu Thief Yuwat is merciless: after locking the target thief, there is no missing shot]

The Qingyu Sword was like a large arrow, with the tail feathers of the Dao slashing through the air, saying that aiming at Zhao Ying's face door, that is, it was not crooked at all.

Zhao Ying sneered, and seeing that Huang Lingfeng had no blade, the person changed direction again, collected the sword and returned to protect it, and directly slashed the Qingyu Sword.

Suddenly, Huang Lingfeng shouted angrily, this time he didn't need to borrow strength at all, and turned the direction out of thin air again, the target was not Zhao Ying, but behind him, how tall was the person under her.

The tiger roared, the wind suddenly rose, Huang Lingfeng grabbed the hair on the back of the winged tiger's neck, and the latter came first, which was a few points faster than the sword he "threw".

Huang Lingfeng held his hands in his hands, endured the pain on his shoulder, and went straight to Juding.

Zhao Ying's eyes were split, and he shouted angrily, "Shaft! You dare! ”

And the woman hanging on the giant tripod is a delicate body squirming, a stuffed cherry mouth, and unconsciously dripping with a trace of salivation.

"Bell"

The explosive air flow swept out, the lantern exploded, but the red candles on the ground were still calm, and under the firelight, reflected on the wall, was a thin figure who ignored the sword in his vest and blocked Huang Lingfeng's double gong.

Huang Lingfeng spat blood violently and flew out upside down, and the winged tiger howled twice and dissipated.

Zhao Ying didn't even bother to shake out the Qingyu Sword that pierced him, and threw himself on the giant ding, as if caressing the goddess of his dreams, with a nervous and relieved face.

Huang Lingfeng wiped the blood on his lower lip, and scolded secretly, 99% of level 2 was against the peak of level 3, it was really too difficult, and the suppression of the level and attributes of light made him tired of parrying.

Right now, the [Qingyu Sword] is not in his hand, the [Zhu Thief Jade Wat] is no longer useful, and the Winged Tiger has also been smashed apart and entered the CD, what use can the [Transfiguration] disguise be.

True. Run out of ammunition and food.

The only ones that can be used are [Seven Star Knife], [Five Dao Orders], [Lu Sifan's Fang], and [Xuanyuan Bow].

But [Xuanyuan Bow] belongs to the kind of thing that is desperate and takes time to recharge, and it is not needed at this time.

[Five Dao Orders] There are still two times left, and Huang Lingfeng is a little reluctant.

[Lu Sifan's Fang] needs to absorb the essence of the other party's blood, heh, although Zhao Ying was penetrated by the Qingyu Sword, he didn't shed any blood.

The only thing we can count on right now is...

Huang Lingfeng was thinking about it, when he suddenly saw Zhao Ying get up suddenly, staring at him with bloodshot eyes, "Thief, you dare to plot against me, you should die... You all deserve to die! ”

As soon as Zhao Ying's voice fell, the body of the big ding suddenly glowed with blood red, and there was a sound of "cooing" in the ears, and the translucent mist that was originally scattered turned from white to red, diffusing in all directions.

Huang Lingfeng smelled the blood gas that was diffusing all around, and sneered, the secret realm really can't be measured by common sense, this Zhao Ying's body has no blood, but it is that Ding, more like a "person".

"Click", the chain hanging the woman seemed to drop a section, and her white and snow-like skin reflected the scarlet blood that was close at hand, and it was actually pink and peachy.

Zhao Ying's "hehe" laughed, laughing a little crazy.

"I want her, the first beauty in the world... I could be... Hehe, the Jin State is the figure of the town and country that dominates the world! ”

"What are you? Want to stop me too? Hey, it's just a meal on a plate. ”

Huang Lingfeng squinted slightly, this "three divisions" is worthy of SS+, strange, and... The thief is difficult to "fight", this Zhao Ying is weird and strong, but he must die.

Only when Zhao Ying is dead, Dong Anyu will truly return to his heart, and can he completely control the remaining forces of the Zhao family, and he, the monarch who is a general commander of the bare pole, can barely have the foundation of "unifying the Jin Kingdom".

The goal of the first half of the secret realm - to gain a foothold, normally, requires your own forces to at least develop to be able to resist other forces and not be strangled to death.

It takes too much time, too many talents, 1 year, absolutely not enough.

So Huang Lingfeng's plan is to do the opposite.

If everyone is weaker than me who is "weak" now, then am I not the strongest?

But... This plan requires Zhao Zhao Ying, to die.

He looked at the woman who was gradually declining and was almost "swallowed" by the giant ding, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, if he let the ding "swallow" it, it seemed that something big would happen.

Huang Lingfeng silently "looked" at the divine relics that can still be used now, [Seven Star Knife], [Lu Sifan's Fang], and then picked up the Broken Eye to observe Zhao Ying and Juding, and his heart moved.

Fight!

Huang Lingfeng's figure faded away, and he approached Zhao Ying carefully, only this one chance, love to fight, and he will win.

Zhao Ying turned around, couldn't see Huang Lingfeng, and couldn't help laughing: "It seems that you are not Dong Anyu's person." He is not in a position to entrap you. ”

"Let me guess, you're... Wisdom... No, no, no, hehe, you're a member of the Ji family, right? Die for the king? ”

Zhao Ying sneered again and again, "Ji Wu himself is difficult to protect, and he is still in the mood to come here to get a kick, it's really..."

Huang Lingfeng walked around behind Zhao Ying, suddenly appeared, and his heart sank.

But I saw Zhao Ying turn around in an instant, his eyes were hollow, and his semantics were cold, "It's really... I don't have the strength to do it. ”

Huang Lingfeng saw Zhao Ying's sword like a snake, going straight to his heart, and immediately shouted angrily, grabbed the Qingyu sword body that came out from Zhao Ying's back, and pulled it violently.

Originally, Zhao Ying was "protecting" in front of Ju Ding, but at this time, Huang Lingfeng went around the back, Zhao Ying turned around, and it was Ding, Huang Lingfeng, and Zhao Ying's three-point and one-line position.

Zhao Ying couldn't help but sneer when he saw Huang Lingfeng holding the sword and stabbing him, "Oh? Dead? Do you want to commit suicide when you know that you can't complete your mission? Hehehe... That's... Die! ”

The corners of Huang Lingfeng's mouth oozed blood, and he tried his best to hold the Qingyu Sword, and the moment before Zhao Ying's sword blade pierced his heart, the "attack sensitivity" of the Qingyu Sword rose sharply and was launched instantly.

At the last moment, Huang Lingfeng reluctantly moved his position, and at the same time, with all his strength, he held the Qingyu Sword and stabbed it into the gap between his shoulder blades.

I only heard the "poof" twice, and the blood splattered, and yet...

Zhao Ying suddenly wailed, frightened to death, his two empty eyes were full of fear and unwillingness, staring directly at Huang Lingfeng, and then the whole person exploded and shattered into slag.

Huang Lingfeng's whole person was "nailed" to the giant tripod by himself and Zhao Ying's double strength.

At this time, Zhao Ying's smashing was shattered into slag, and next to his ears, there was a subtle, but heavenly, "click" cracking sound.

In an instant, the giant tripod exploded violently, drenching Huang Lingfeng like a wave of blood, and the candle flame all over the ground, which had never fluctuated for half a minute, was suddenly extinguished.

Huang Lingfeng gritted his teeth and pulled out the Qingyu Sword, [Lu Sifan's Fang] absorbed the blood and qi that spread everywhere after the giant tripod was shattered, turning it into a trace of pure essence and spiritual power, repairing his wounds.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, a little happy in his heart.

Zhao Ying didn't know if it was a person who was transformed from Ding, or how, he felt that Ding was more like an ontology.

Huang Lingfeng wants to destroy Juding, he must pass Zhao Ying's level, but he fights hard... It's really hard to beat, not to mention that most of the divine relics are useless.

So I figured out a way for myself.

Let Zhao Ying "see through" that he is going to sneak attack from behind, let him do his best to kill himself, and at the same time use the [Qing Yu Sword] to improve the characteristics of attack sensitivity, avoid fatal points at the same time, and increase attack power.

Then use the damage bonus of the [Seven Star Knife] after it is revealed, and use the Qingyu Sword to "self-harm", the purpose is, of course, the giant ding behind him.

Zhao Ying struck with all his strength, plus the full strength of his [Seven Star Sword] and [Qingyu Sword], and sure enough, the giant tripod was shattered.

And the blood qi in it just allowed him to borrow [Rusfan's Fang] to recover a little, so that he would not be gazed on the spot.

It's just that...

If this plan is a little bit wrong, he, Huang Lingfeng, will inevitably die on the spot.

And...

Huang Lingfeng touched his bald head, and had to sigh, relying on the damage reduction effect of "replacing his body with hair", he was not stabbed to death by himself and Zhao Ying, but his hair...

He clutched his shoulders, collected all kinds of divine relics, and turned to look at the shattered giant ding.

The tripod was like a smashed watermelon, broken into several pieces, "bleeding", but what surprised Huang Lingfeng was that among the broken wreckage of the giant tripod, there was an intact mini tripod engraved with ancient characters.

It's like... It's like Juding is pregnant and gives birth to a baby.

Huang Lingfeng raised his eyebrows, and took the mini tripod in his hand, his tripod was heavy in his hand, covered by spiritual power, was it actually a divine relic?

But... Why can't I see the effect and function?

He shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, now that Zhao Ying was dead, the top priority was to plan the next step.

Suddenly, Huang Lingfeng was shocked, and turned around suddenly, but he heard a female voice, the sound was like a trickle of clear spring, sweet and fresh, but the content...

"You're damned."