"This old man is indeed a bit of the door." Ling Xiao said secretly, a faint smile flashed in his eyes.
He knew that in the face of such an opponent, it was a little serious. Therefore, he took a deep breath and released the bloodthirsty knife soul.
With a height of killing and coercion, the power is more than ten times stronger in an instant.
Boom!
Along with a deafening sound, the air seemed to be torn, and a powerful energy fluctuated spread, so that the surrounding space was shocked.
Under the impact of this force, the shape of his body retreated, and his face became extremely ugly. Obviously, he did not expect Ling Xiao's attack to be so fierce.
However, Ling Xiao did not stop at all. Instead of retreating, he used this momentum to bully his body again. Like a black lightning, he instantly came to the old man.
The bloodthirsty knife drawn a beautiful arc in the air, with the shadow of death, and cut it down on the neck of the old man.
"Grandma's legs, since I want to die so, how can I not be the beauty of adults?"
Ling Xiao's heart roared, his voice was full of fanaticism and desire for victory. His eyes were firm and cold, as if at this moment, he had bet everything on this blow.
This sudden attack made the old man caught off guard. He had to turn his original attack attitude into defense. The sword in his hands shook, and his sword was like a dragon. He stood in front of him. He hoped that he could block Ling Xiao's fatal blow.
The sword and the knife collided in the air, making a crispy and harsh metal loud sound, Mars splashed, as if two stars collided fiercely in the air, blooming dazzling light.
Alas!
With a loud noise, with the sound of the air being torn suddenly, the surrounding space trembled. Then, the crispy break sounded the sky, which was the unique sound of metal breaks, which made people's hearts tighter.
Unexpectedly, the quality of the bloodthirsty knife in Ling Xiao's hand was so high, and the knife body flashed with a faint blood light, as if it could swallow everything.
And his blow is the magic that contains a peak, which is a kind of terror force that transcends ordinary people, enough to make any opponent chill. Under such an attack, the long sword in the hands of the old man is like a rotten wood.
It was cut off directly, and the break was flat, revealing an unspeakable terrorist power.
Alas! A bloody light flashed, accompanied by a groaning of the old man, his chest was cut out of a deep and visible horror scar. The blood poured out like a fountain.
In the surrounding air, a strong bloody smell is permeated in the air.
The old man was stunned, and was directly bombarded by this huge force. Like a kite with a broken line, a long parabolic line was drawn in the void. His eyes were full of incomprehension and panic, as if he couldn't believe it happened in front of him.
Everything.
This scene, watching everyone. They are dull, as if they were fixed at this moment, and they could not move.
This old man is not an ordinary disciple, but the elder of the positive hall, with a lofty status and powerful. However, at this moment, he was so embarrassed by Ling Xiao, completely suppressed.
"This ... this is a big score!" Someone finally couldn't help exclaiming, the sound was full of shock and incredible.
Although this elder is not too strong among the elders of the Zhengnang Hall, it is also the elder, the existence of the younger generation. How many young people dare to say that they can win him? But now, he has been by a demon
The disciples of the building are so miserable, how can this not make people shock?
The key is that this opponent is just a disciple of the magic building! The disciples of a magic building can be so easily defeated the elder of the Zhengnang, which simply subverts everyone's cognition.
The whole world becomes strange and terrible at this moment.
After a while, the old man was already scarred, his clothes, and the wounds on his body continued to exudate blood. His face was pale as paper. Obviously, he was seriously injured. The fire of life was swaying in the wind and rain.
At this time, Ling Xiao slowly recovered the bloodthirsty knife, and a sneer was sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes revealed a kind of indescribable contempt and disdain.
He said with a smile: "You have a bit of the ability, which is much stronger than the two wastes just now. It is also your creation when you can live with my mercy, so leave you a dog life. After all, after all, after all, after all
, I don't want to kill, dirty my hand. "
The old man was lying on the ground, panting with a large mouth, his eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness, but he could not refute.
Everyone around him was speechless, looking at each other, secretly slandering in his heart: This Ling Xiao is too arrogant, too popular! His words are full of contempt and disdain of the old man, as if the old man can survive, just because he has a big hair out, just because he has a big hair out, just because he has a big hair out, just because he has a big hair, he just gets his hair.
Compassion, not the old man has a certain strength and luck.
"Lady, do you bully me, no one?" At this moment, another majestic and angry voice suddenly sounded, bombing in the ears of everyone like thunder.
Immediately afterwards, several middle -aged men and women flew from the positive hall. Their figures passed several beautiful arcs in the air, and fell steadily between Ling Xiao and the old man.
There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!
The woman who speaks is one of the women. She is graceful, dignified and noble, like a fairy that comes out of the painting, which makes people dare not look straight.
Her breath is strong and deep, as if containing endless power, which makes people feel awesome. Her eyebrows reveal an inexplicable majesty and domineering. Obviously, her status in the positive hall is not low.
Uncontroller.
The eyes of the crowd were instantly attracted by the woman, and they voted for curiosity and awe of eyes. And Ling Xiao narrowed her eyes slightly, looking up at the woman, and there was a hint of unknown dignity in her eyes.
"Master!" Han Bing saw a person who flashed a trace and awe in his eyes, and hurriedly bowed to salute, with a hint of trembling in his voice. He knew that the status and strength of the elder Xuanyue in the positive hall was all
It is a pivotal existence.
Everyone also recognized this person, hurriedly saluted, and the voice was neatly stroked: "See Elder Xuanyue!" Their tone was full of awe and respect, as if facing an insurmountable mountain.
The same elders, but this elder Xuanyue is one of the eight elders of the Zhengdang Hall, respectfully, and her strength is even more unpredictable. Compared with the old man who was defeated by Ling Xiao, she was simply a difference between Yunn and Mud.
language.
Elder Xuanyue was wearing a long purple dress, and the skirt swayed gently with the wind, like a blooming violet, noble and elegant.