"Don't see it, don't see it. I will contact her again on the day. Why do you get this cruelty? Are you so aggressive? Is it really me to bully?"
Ling Xiao's tone is full of dissatisfaction and anger of the opponent's behavior, but it is more concerned about Xiao Lianzhu and Ling Bi and others.
Knowing that once you do it, it will inevitably alarm the whole righteous hall. It will be difficult to retreat throughout the body.
However, Fang Yue didn't seem to plan to stop there. He yelled, the voice was full of violent and murderous intentions.
Leave alive! "
Speaking, he killed again, and his hands quickly condensed Zhenyuan, as if he had to pour all his anger and killing intentions in this blow.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao flashed again, and easily avoided the opponent's attack like a ghost. His movement was fast and elegant, as if every time he dodged was a exquisite dance, which was dizzying.
At this moment, the two had played for dozens of rounds. Between these dozens of rounds, Ling Xiao was always avoiding, without returning, his eyes flickered with calmness and restraint, as if looking for the best counterattack.
However, Fang Yue shot at a time and was vicious. His attack was like a storm, and he pointed at Ling Xiao's key to each blow. He clearly wanted Ling Xiao's life.
"It's so bullying!" Ling Xiao's patience finally reached the limit, and his voice was full of anger and unwillingness.
Ling Xiao's patience has reached the limit. He repeatedly made a concession and tried not to conflict with these people.
I can't stand this endless provocation and attack.
"Find to death!" Ling Xiao's voice was low and full of murderous intentions. A cold mang was shot in his eyes, as if to freeze Fang Yue completely. At this moment, he no longer suppressed his magic, but let the magic look at
Blooming in the body.
With the release of the magic, a powerful deterrent effect quietly permeated.
Although Ling Xiao did not call the demon god, but only this demon was enough to suppress the frightened and desperate expression on Fang Yue's face. He felt unprecedented pressure and fear.
As if the whole world collapsed at this moment.
However, Ling Xiao still underestimated his magical strength, and also looked at Fang Yue's ability. Under the oppression of the magic, Fang Yue's body began to tremble, his face became pale as paper, his eyes were full of eyes, and his eyes were full
Fear and despair.
Alas!
Along with a deafening loud noise, Fang Yue's body was finally unbearable under the heavy pressure of the magic, and suddenly burst into a pan -scarlet blood mist.
The flesh and blood are blurred, which is shocking.
At this moment, the entire venue seemed to be solidified. Everyone stood on the spot and stared at the human body that had no longer existed not far away.
Kill!
He was killed like this?
Han Bing and others widened their eyes and stared at the broken corpse fragments. The face was full of surprise and blankness, as if time was stagnant at this moment, so that they could not accept this sudden change.
And Ling Xiao also fell into a short -lived.
I really kill the other party?
He originally just wanted to give the other party a lesson, letting the other party know that Magic Xiu was not a bully, but he had never expected that this lesson has evolved into an irreparable tragedy.
"No ... I really didn't plan to kill him," Ling Xiao's mouth raised a bitter smile, with a little helplessness and ridicule in the voice, "It's really weaker ... I just released a little magic.
Mean, I didn't expect ... "
However, the people in the posthumous hall heard that this explanation was tantamount to killing people.
You have killed people, and you have to say that the other party is a vegetable chicken.
"You see it too. I am tolerate and endure," Ling Xiao sighed helplessly, glanced at the people around me, and a trace of ridicule and helplessness in his eyes.
"He has to kill me. Where I know he knows that he is so weak, he will kill me accidentally. Can't you blame me?" His voice was sarcastic, but he was more emotional about the impermanence of the world.
In the crowd, the atmosphere was suddenly tense, and a burst of drinking was like thunder. "It's too bullying!" This anger contains endless anger and unwillingness, as if to tear the entire space.
Along with anger, another young man came forward. He was tall, with a cold face, and a firm light in his eyes. Compared with Fang Yue, the young man was obviously much stronger.
Mang, as if you can insight all sins in the world.
"Today, Zhao Ming is going to do a way for the heavens to justice for Master Fang Yue!" Zhao Ming's words were powerful.
At one point, the space around Ling Xiao seemed to be distorted by an invisible force. The air made a sharp howling sound, and the surrounding air flow became disorder and violent, extremely scary!
It seems that even the heavens and the earth will tremble.
Faced with this sudden blow, Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly, and a bitter smile flashed in his eyes, "I'm going, why don't you understand people? I said, I don't want to kill, how do you do, how do you do?
Do you have to be aggressive? "
There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!
His voice was helpless and bitter, as if he was telling a sorrow that no one understood.
"You are too weak," Ling Xiao continued, with a little regret in his tone, "It's not my personality, but you can't stop it.
Impermanence, sometimes, fate is how to play with people. "
In the rotation, Ling Xiao's movement was as fast as electricity. He raised his hand and waved, a black knife with a strong magic suddenly cut out, cut through the long sky, and brought a sharp sound of broken wind.
This black knife is like the blade of the ghost in the night, flashed with cold light. Wherever the air is, the air seems to be cut by it, leaving a clear and visible crack.
This is exactly the first usage of the magic -attack. Although it does not directly summon the magic god to attack, the power contained in this blow is enough to make any opponent chill.
Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the trajectory of this black knife, and secretly sighed in his heart. This trick was the magic attack move that he finally realized after countless research and attempts -the black dead blade.
Each blow condensed his profound understanding and superb control of the magic, enough to destroy the enemy's will and life in an instant.