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Fake Shangguan Mi'er and Méiyou took Linghu Jue's subconscious counterattack to heart, and she was convinced that the moment the Ziji fireworks needle pierced her heart, it would be over. But she was wrong, and the surging fighting spirit did not dissipate as she expected, but poured into her body more violently. Fake Shangguan Mi'er panicked, although her realm was much higher than that of Linghu, but due to the restrictions of her posture, she couldn't get rid of it for a while, so a terrible scream permeated with the harsh sound of broken bones, and the pale face that was disguised really changed color this time!

But Bijing is the pinnacle of warlords, in a thousand moments, she swirled the brush and jerked violently, and the pain of Jiliè made Ling Hujue's whole body tremble, and his fighting spirit suddenly relaxed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the fake Shangguan Mi'er flipped slanted, her struggling body had not yet fallen downward, Ling Hu Jue with a cold sweat on his face, his feet flashed, "bang" and "bang" twice, and kicked the fake Shangguan Mi'er in the air again, suffocating and moaning and dancing and falling out of a few feet away.

And after Ling Hu Jue landed, he also staggered with his opponent Yiyàng, and could barely stand. A bloody hole was broken in his chest, red blood seeped out from the fingers he was holding, the pain of his heart pulled his pulse beating, his facial features became twisted and hideous due to the pain of Juliè, and beads of sweat rolled down!

At the same time as the fake Shangguan Mi'er let out a miserable scream, King Li and the wild wolf realized that something was wrong, and they rushed over, but they were stopped by the girl and the middle-aged man from before, and they instantly became a mess!

Linghu stood as stiff as a stone sculpture, and from the fingers covering his chest, a strange orange huángsè glowed. Méiyou people pay attention, but the fox is absolutely zijiqingchu, and he sees ziji's heart twisting strangely. Every beat. All brought up a flame of starlight. The star light turned into an extremely thick solution, and then seeped into the heart, and gradually, the heart seemed to take on a crystal-like luster, and a mysterious aura melted into his spiritual platform. But he didn't understand it, and when the pain disappeared and his fighting spirit regained his spirit, he looked sideways at the fake Shangguan Mi'er. She sat up, her hair unkempt and her face covered with sand. She sat there, looking extremely painful and suffocating, her leg bones had been shattered, and she had been hit by two feet between her waist and ribs.

Ling Hu Jue glanced coldly at the battle circle not far away, and then retracted his gaze. Liwang and Wolf Yijing had the upper hand, and they had apparently noticed that Ling Fox Jue was in a much better condition than his opponent. He is not in a hurry to come to the rescue, and concentrates on dealing with the opponent in front of him.

Try taking a few deep breaths. Ling Hu Jue was pleasantly surprised to find that this fatal blow did not cause him much trouble, and he also knew that this qiē had a direct connection with the abnormal change in the heart in his body, but he didn't shijiān to study it, and he approached step by step, and the depths of his pupils, needless to say, were full of murderous energy.

Although there was an indescribable surprise in her expression, the fake Shangguan Yu'er's eyes were still sharp and cold staring at Ling Hujue, and her keen intuition and the information she had obtained had already told her that the young man in front of her was an extremely tough, ruthless and calm person, and he didn't have much kěnéng to get out or even live.

Ling Hu Jue stared deeply, word by word: "Who are you?"

Fake Shangguan Yu'er took a deep breath, and her voice was hoarse and trembling: "If you hit my flame needle, you won't die, Ling Huju, who are you?"

Linghu couldn't help but be stunned, this woman's words actually had a certain mysterious meaning, yes, the recent shijiān, what happened to him is indeed too weird, and even he ziji has a kind of gǎnjiào in the clouds. But at this moment, he was in the mood to taste these, but his thoughts flashed, so he left them behind and said in a low voice: "Since you don't want to say it, then don't say it." After speaking, his lips opened lightly, and he spit out a few cold words: "Law, reincarnation." ”

The reincarnation divine fire of Demon Ye instantly surrounded the fake Shangguan Yu'er, burning the released Dou Qi shield. With that indescribable look of despair, the fake Shangguan Yu'er tried her best to defend herself, but the intense heat still scorched her skin through the shield, and the taste was like the pain of being thrown into the oven!

This trick is ruthless enough, especially for a person whose legs can't move temporarily, the reincarnation divine fire is simply the embodiment of death. But there was a hint of expression on the fox's face, and he squinted his eyes slightly, for an enemy who wanted to kill him, he was any sympathy and mercy for him.

The talisman shield was burned in an instant, and a terrible long cry sounded instantly, "Ling Fox Jue, you will have retribution." The moment the flames stained her body, the fake Shangguan Yu'er wept and cursed in incomparable pain, this was a blind reaction driven by instinct, in fact, her consciousness was chaotic, most of her body was reincarnated by the divine fire, a kind of roasted meat and the stench of burning hair was emitted, her face was all deformed, hǎoxiàng melted wax grease, that look, miserable.

Yijing's tired girl and middle-aged man were attracted by the terrible screams that did not resemble human voices, and the purgatory-like scene made the two people who were murderous at the same time gasp, and their faces showed extreme horror, but before the horror dissipated, the middle-aged man had screamed and threw out two slips of red blood and turned out. It was a wild wolf, and he wanted to continue to do it, but he was stopped by Linghu Jue from afar: "Stop." ”

The three of them didn't mingbái Linghu is shime, stopped his hand, froze for a while, and even the middle-aged man who had just gotten up from the ground stood there covering his wounds, staring at the tragic scene, it was no longer the person he was familiar with, but a monster with a mixed body burning flames, black and white flames shrouded and burned on the body, and the sound of "beep beep magnetic" was even more translucent and terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, it had been extinguished!

King Li and the wild wolf also seemed to be in disbelief at Ling Hujue's cruelty, and looked at each other. In the past few days, Ling Hu Jue has always been gentle and elegant, and even the occasional ruthlessness has been covered up by his strategy, making them almost forget about it, and Ling Hu Jue and the falcon's iron-blooded name.

Linghu turned a blind eye, only in the flow of eyes to reveal a trace of imperceptible unbearable, this is not sympathy, nor pity, but a kind of respect and perception of life, no matter how charming the beauty, no matter how fierce the warrior, under the years of suffering. After all, it's just a piece of dust. A pile of loess. Reincarnation of divine fire. It's just guochéng that is cruel, and for the destined result, why should there be hypocrisy.

He walked over slowly, and King Li, Wild Wolf, and Xuanfeng Yijing naturally formed an encirclement, waiting for Ling Fox Jue to arrive.

The expression was stiff, and fǎngfo could reflect his mood at the moment, making the fox staring at the two people with colorless faces, and the arc of the corners of his lips was more profound. The meaning of cruelty is also stronger, and he said in a low voice: "Give you a chance to surrender, otherwise, you will end up with her." ”

The people present were all stunned, in the struggle of the cultivators, either you die or I die, persuading people to surrender is more just self-inflicted humiliation, and there are not a few things that cause trouble for raising tigers. But Linghu never thought so, there was Mansi first. There are black pupils in the back, which makes him realize that many people are not born to be incompatible. Of course, there are some excepts, just like the woman who pretended to be Shangguan Mi'er, ruguo made her surrender, then the person who wants to take his life will be more unscrupulous, his kindness and generosity can only be given to some people who know how to cherish and grasp, for most of the opponents, enemies, he presents only two words: bloody!

The expression is gloomy, the middle-aged man's gaze reveals an extremely crazy meaning, he is like a believer before dedication, with the obsession and chongdong of dedication and soul, yelling: "Come, Ling Hujue, come and kill me, you won't get anything except kill me." ”

The girl's throat trembled a few times, and her expression revealed a touch of horror and trance. Ling Hu Jue noticed this look, he turned his gaze to the girl, in his attitude, there was a little leisurely, yes, it was leisurely, even the corners of his lips evoked a smile, and said slowly: "Although I zhidào, your age kěnéng is not as young as your appearance, but I believe that for the future days, you still have a longing, you can not die, of course, this is not out of my kindness." ”

**Naked wēixié, the blatant temptation made the girl breathe short, she lowered her face, hiding the desire for life in the depths of her eyes, but in the same way, her actions made the middle-aged man who was puzzled and uneasy, gritted his teeth like frustration, and roared fiercely: "Sister Hao, don't forget that betrayal is shime's end?"

"You're talking too much. Linghu Juejun's face showed a touch of violence, and he shouted.

The wild wolf heard the meaning of his words, and suddenly, he pulled out the leaping bullet, the momentum of the bounce was not exhausted, his hands were bent into claws, and the crystal clear silver lightning flashed towards the middle-aged man who was still scolding.

The middle-aged man suddenly connected to the horizon, he was really open, the inkstone flew, and a sharp whistling sound immediately sounded in the air, and in an instant the two of them were entangled together, and zhouwéi began to fluctuate the air flow of "silk" and "silk".

Ling Hu Jue still kept his eyes on the girl, if the wild wolf couldn't even take the injured middle-aged man, he would be called the wolf lord in vain. The gaze was indifferent, and the tone was the same: "I have too much patience, do you choose?

The girl raised her head, and her slightly sweat-stained face revealed a pale color, showing sorrow, with that indescribable look of despair. She mingbái, this is the last chance, ruguo does not answer, then what awaits her is death. As if he glanced at the middle-aged man who was already in danger, but was still not afraid of death, his expression was a little ashamed, but he still hardened his heart, bit his lip and said: "My name is Qin Hao, he is my senior brother, Qin Gong!"

There was a touch of solemnity in his expression, and Ling Hu Jue said coldly: "Then who is she?"

Now that Yijing has made a choice, the girl is Qin Hao, and she is also good at concealment, her eyes are lowered, and she said: "Her name is Qin Hua, and she is our senior sister." ”

Masters. Ling Hu Jue smiled, and smiled so well: "You are originally from the same sect?"

Speaking of the sect, Qin shuddered involuntarily, feeling that her whole body was cold, her lips were buzzing, and she couldn't speak for a while.

People, in such an environment, will have a change of heart. Linghu was not in a hurry to ask, and set his eyes on the arena, and the moment he cast his gaze, the wild wolf made a trick: "Heavenly Dao, wolves." Before the words fell, the wolf-shaped Gang Mang, a volley, Yijing's exhausted middle-aged man snorted, and staggered back again and again. The blood was dazzlingly red, like a spring, gushing out of the left chest of a middle-aged man. Méiyou said a word, his eyes rolled up, he fell to the ground on his back heavily, dead, very simply......!