Chapter 2250: Cancel

"Hey!"
Under a cross, the long sword made a fine mark on the wall on one side!
The green swordsman, which spreads away, directly cut off the entire house, and the house began to collapse in a burst of bang...
Although Luo Zheng’s sword is fierce, he still can’t hurt the grave guard.
He carries a long sword and his eyes are full of dignified colors.
No matter who is in the life of the people, it is also the body of mortals.
Under the same conditions, Luo Zheng is generally difficult to compete.
But this guy is tough with the mortal body, even if Luo Zheng relies on the truth of the crystal, can not suppress it, greatly out of Luo Zheng's expectations!
"Are we making an appointment? If I can beat you, you will tell me how to cultivate this truth." The grave guard said with a short knife in his hand.
Looking at the attitude of the grave guard, Luo Zheng was slightly confused.
He originally thought that this person should be a group with the warden family. Now, looking at his attitude, it does not seem to care about the life and death of the warden family.
"Less nonsense," Luo Zheng stretched the palm of his hand, and the truth of the palm of his hand was gently turned, and a starlight fell to the gravekeeper!
At the same time, Luo Zheng took a step, and the long sword that haunted the green light had already killed the grave guard.
"Hey!"
The tomb guard is still indifferent, moving backwards half a step.
His body has always moved with a very small amplitude.
When the starlight came down, his body was almost attached to that starlight, but the starlight could not hurt him!
And Luo Zheng’s swordsmanship came through, and he also twisted his neck slightly, and the sharp swordsman’s neck was only a few millimeters away from his neck...
This kind of dodging is like dancing on the tip of a knife. If you are not careful, it will be overwhelmed.
The performance of the tomb guards is very leisurely. It seems that taking a step back is a waste of physical performance.
If there is no such thing as a life, Luo Zheng can easily do it by using the eight songs.
This guy can only do it by experience, and his perception of energy is terrible...
Looking at the opponent's body, Luo Zheng is also secretly shocked, the offensive is getting more and more fierce.
"Boom!"
A series of three stars stared down to the grave guard.
The tomb guards twisted around the body, clinging to the three stars, not retreating, carrying a short knife and reversed the Luo Zheng posted.
"Wh..."
Luo Zheng’s long sword suddenly picked up, and he stabbed the seven or eight swords in a row.
Every sword goes straight to the tomb of the tomb, but every sword returns without success...
Even if Luo Zheng’s sword is slanting and he can’t see the way, the guardian can still make accurate judgments.
"You don't want to say, I can only force you to say it!" The grave guards are constantly evading, and there is still leisure to speak like this.
When the voice fell, he took a step and put it in front of Luo Zheng. The two were close to each other. 67.356
"Hey!"
Luo Zheng’s sword swayed and he remembered.
The body of the grave guard was like a wicker, and the cross of Luo Zheng fell backwards.
After avoiding this shackle, before the tomb guard put it on his body again, the short knife in his hand flipped, and the back of the knife gently glimpsed on Luo Zheng’s wrist.
"Dangdang!"
The long sword fell to the ground.
Luo Zheng, who lost his weapon, bite his teeth and once again evoked a starlight, and he squatted down from the tomb.
The garrisoner’s gaze was faint, and he was already behind Luo Zheng’s.
One hand clasped Luo Zheng’s stamina and pushed forward slightly. He pushed Luo Zheng’s head directly under the starlight that was falling, and said:
Say?

Seeing that the starlight is going to lie on Luo’s own head, the tomb guard is suddenly stunned, and Luo Zheng is pulled back...
Under this push, Luo Zheng’s back suddenly burst into a cold sweat.
Only his life is completely controlled by the tomb guard. If he does not pull himself back, he is afraid that his brain will burst and die!
This is the case, Luo Zheng and did not intend to give up.
Under the Guardian's return, Luo Zheng took advantage of the situation to turn over, an elbow, and went straight to the tomb of the tomb.
The tomb of the tomb was slightly stunned, and the short knife was bitten in the mouth. The body twisted away from the elbow of Luo Zheng, and both hands slid to the shoulders of Luo Zheng and gently pinched.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
With two crisp sounds, Luo Zheng’s arms were powerless, and it was dislocated.
"Do you still want to struggle?" the grave guard asked again.
"call……"
Luo Zheng lifted a leg and kicked the front toward the grave guard.
"Hey, hey!"
The tomb guard avoided this kick, Luo Zheng gently patted his legs, his legs were dislocated, and the legs fell directly on the ground.
Luo Zheng lay down on the ground and gasped, and he is now very helpless.
Under the same strength, he has never experienced such a fiasco.
Even if Ming Wei is in the life of the crowd, it is impossible to defeat Luo Zheng.
But this guy is so relaxed, almost playing with himself between applause...
"In fact, if you don't say I can guess it," the grave guard looked down at Luo Zheng and said: "Your truth magical power should come from 'empty'. When the guy just fell into the world, I went to meet him. But he ignored me..."
"Empty?" Luo Zheng's gaze flashed slightly.
Nine-five and twenty-seven is called the ancient of chaos, and has never called his name. The original chaotic ancient is called "empty."
"The inheritance of the truth and the magical powers, huh, huh, the countless top figures in the mother world are eager to find, and even some people are madly trying to create a unified energy, and eventually they have nothing to gain... but why did he choose you?" There is a hint of resentment on his face.
The purpose of observing the tombs to meet the "emptiness" is also to hold a glimmer of hope and to be able to seek his inheritance, but in the end the hope is still frustrated.
In fact, the cemetery remains here, and because he wants to get the truth of the Shinto, he will make a gamble with the market...
In the eyes of the grave guardian, Luo Zheng is a good god. It is indeed good enough.
It is like a good like Luo Zheng. The tomb guard is not seen or even a lot. After all, there are too many enchantments in the mother world.
In the eyes of the grave guardian, Luo Zheng is not ranked in the top ten.
He spent countless hours, wasting countless years, and never got anything. The little guy in front of him was easy to get, and it was inevitable that he would be unbalanced.
"What is the purpose of choosing you? Tell me," the grave guard stared at Luo Zheng and continued to ask.
Luo Zheng did not answer, and simply put his face to the side.
"I have a way to let you speak..." The grave guard continued.
Just as the tomb guard asked, the sound of "哗,哗" suddenly came from a distance, as if there was a huge grinding disc in the rotation.
The tomb guard heard the voice and looked up toward the altar of equality. The brow was slightly concealed, which was quite strange.
At this time, reset the life of the people? Is the warden family trying to find death?
Under the life of the people, the warden family has been difficult to fight against these invaders. If the lives are reset, they will be even harder!
Just as the equal altar slowly turned, an orange light spot escaped from the altar of equality and began to spread in all directions...
The entry into force of all life is a process from the inside out, from slow to fast.
The same is true for the release of the lives of the people.
Yan Hai, standing in the middle of the altar of equality, was the first to be infiltrated by those orange spots.
His repairs were in the moment of recovery, and a sneer appeared on his face.
The group of guys not far from the altar at the moment, but a group of mortals like insects.
He realized that his chances came...
"You... all give me death!"
Yan Hai’s voice rang through the sky at this moment.