Vol 3 Chapter 405: Death knight

Zhao Hai slowly opened his eyes and looked at the killing knife. Shen Sheng said: "Is it like a clown like you, can you always win? Hey, it is used to fight, not for mouth. Say, are you ready? Ready, I am going to attack."
After killing the knife, Zhao Hai said that his face couldn’t help but look at Zhao Hai. He said: "Hey, look at the face of your newcomer, let you make three moves, you attack."
Zhao Hai looked at the knife of the life knife and slowly nodded: "Good."
The killing knife did not really think that Zhao Hai actually agreed so easily. The general monk would be violent for his own face, after he said such words, and this is his purpose, he It is to anger Zhao Hai, let Zhao Haijin retreat, so that he will win more easily, but he did not think that Zhao Hai actually promised, which made his heart can not help but sink, then began to fully prepare. .
Zhao Hai glanced at the knife and snorted. Then a black light surrounded Zhao Hai, and the black light disappeared. If the big life and death smashed, it would be quiet. Everyone looked at Zhao Hai’s location. They did not think of it, Zhao Hai will appear in this image, a knight.
Zhao Hai quietly sat on the Soul Tiger, his eyes through the visor, coldly watching the knife, and then Shen Sheng: "Are you ready?" Because of the face, his voice It sounds like the sound of some metal resonance, which sounds even more cold.
Killing the knife, the knife in his hand, coldly said: "Pretend to do the sample, come on."
"Kill!" His voice just fell, Zhao Hai took off the Bilong gold tongue gun on the winning hook, and then patted the horse straight to kill the knife.
His speed is very fast, only in the blink of an eye is in front of the killing knife, a shot to kill the knife stab, the life knife did not think, Zhao Hai's speed will be so fast. He now wants to hide too late, and he immediately used his knife to go to Zhao Hai’s gun.
When, oh, the long knife in the hand of the knives was on the gun of Zhao Hai, but he was shocked by the huge force uploaded by Zhao Hai’s gun and hit the shield of the ring. Shake the shield for a while.
Zhao Hai put the Bilong gold tongue gun on the winning hook. As soon as he reached out, he picked up the king's bow, then opened the bow and shot at the arrow. The killing knife itself has been shaken by Zhao Hai’s shot, and now I see Zhao Hai’s sword. His face could not help but change. He immediately screamed and slammed his feet, and his body vacated. The arrow shot by Zhao Hai rubbed his sole and shot it on the shield. It caused the shroud to shake for a while.
At this moment, suddenly a gun appeared in front of the killing knife, and then pierced the chest of the life knife, the golden gun tip, revealed from his back.
He took a knives and then he couldn't believe it. He was riding on the horse, watching him coldly. He didn't think that Zhao Hai's attack would be so fierce. And he did not even pick up Zhao Hai's three moves.
At this time, the knives also know that they can't live today. He couldn't help but flash a trace of twilight. He wanted to use the secret law to violently, but he just wanted to use the secret method, but he felt from Zhao Hai's gunpoint. The aura that came from the bursts completely destroyed his body, and he wanted to be self-violent.
Zhao Hai looked coldly at the knife, Shen Sheng said: "You thought I would be an idiot. Give you the chance to make a final blow? Are you a chick?"
The eyes of the knife were unwilling, and they closed their eyes slowly. He did not think that he was a famous person. He died here today. He always thought that he was a genius and an invincible existence in his class. Until today, he discovered that he is not a genius. It’s just an ordinary monk, it will be defeated, and it will die.
Zhao Hai took out his own Bilong gold tongue gun, and then received a life knife in his own space. Then he carried a long gun, stood calmly, looked coldly around, and surrounded the stands. The monks, now all looking at him with a stunned look, they did not think that Zhao Hai would be so fierce, and the martial arts knife could not pick up his three moves.
At this moment, the voice of the previous introduction came in one time: "Wow, what did I see? What did I see? I saw a knight, a death knight from hell, look at that, killing The knife is not only three strokes in his hand, three strokes, this is too surprising, is it that the knife is too weak, or is the strength of the death knight Zhao Hai too strong? Everyone welcomes our No. 2 challenger, the soul fan."
Then he sighed: "The soul of the soul, in the life and death here, winning 17 games, an iron fan in his hand, can really do the trick, but who is the enemy of him He was hooked up by his iron fan, and he didn't know if his soul fan could hook the soul of the death knight."
With his voice, in the passage where the knives appeared before, slowly came out of a man, who was dressed in a robe of books, holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking gently The fan of this folding fan is pure white and looks like white jade, but Zhao Hai knows that the fan of this folding fan is definitely not white jade, but a kind of metal, a special kind of metal. For Yugang.
This man is very handsome, his face always has a smile, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze. When he appeared, he could not help but cause a good voice around the stands. Obviously, many people knew him.
Zhao Hai glanced at the soul-stricken fan, but did not say anything. He just looked at the soul-stricken fan coldly, and looked at Zhao Hai’s look like a soul fan. He smiled slightly:
Your strength is really strong, even three strokes will kill. I have a life knife, but this is also good. This is also a help for me. I heard that the knife has been coming to challenge me recently. If you kill him, you will save me when you are there. To thank you, I Decided, leave you a whole body."
Zhao Hai still did not say anything, coldly looking at the soul fan, the soul of the fan looked at Zhao Hai did not say anything, the smile on his face could not help but more, he looked at Zhao Haidao: "How do you not talk, I allow How do you attack first, how?"
Zhao Hai’s voice came:
Have your attack started long ago? Don’t think that this kind of mental attack method similar to the fascinating Dafa will take me. You will come out of the channel from the very beginning. The attack has already begun. You deliberately told me so many words, that is, I want to let me follow your thoughts unconsciously. You have to plant a seed that I am doomed to fail in my heart, and let me first shot. This will make me feel unconsciously that I am not as good as you. In this case, my ten-layer skill can use six layers. It is not bad. Have you liked to let others attack first? It seems like how old you are. The same as the generosity, in fact, your attack has already begun. You let others attack first, but that is to say to others. Anyway, the people in the stands, because the shield is blocked, you may not know that you have used mental attacks. Your mental assault is very slow and very subtle, so most people will not notice it, so that you will succeed in it. Unfortunately, you met me today, my heart is like a rock, I don’t want you to Little spirit Strike, even in a strong spirit of attack, there is no way I could get you dead today. "
The soul fan has been quietly listening to Zhao Hai’s words, until Zhao Hai’s words, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and waited until Zhao Hai finished, the face of the soul fan appeared a new smile, he laughed. He said: "I didn't expect it to be seen by you. You are the first person to see my mental attack. But even if you look at it, what can be done, my strongest is not a mental attack."
Zhao Hai looked at the soul fan and nodded. "Yes, your strongest is not a mental attack, but the fan in your hand? If I didn't guess wrong, the fan in your hand, Oh, let it out, let me see how powerful your fan is."
When the soul of the soul fan heard Zhao Hai said, the smile on his face disappeared. He looked at Zhao Hai and said: "I didn't think that you even saw this, but it's good, you can die." In the hands of the soul fan, it is also your work." After the fan in the handle of the soul fan was thrown out, the white jade fan in his hand suddenly became bigger, and then the whole fan became a black color. Then, the fan, a huge incomparable squad appeared in front of Zhao Hai, the squad slowly turned into a blackened door, with various ghosts on the door, and then the door opened. A shout of screams came from the door, and the ghost screamed, and everyone here felt that his soul seemed to be out.
As soon as I felt this, the faces of the monks in the stands could not help but change. They did not think that in this door of the soul fan, the sound is so powerful, know that they have shields here. Blocking it, and this time the attack is not directed at them, they will have such a big impact, I can imagine how terrible Zhao Hai is now.
Just as they lamented, suddenly two ghosts flew out of the door. The two ghosts had long tongues, one white, one black, and both of them held iron in their hands. Chain, after flying out of the door, immediately went to Zhao Haifei, and the chain in their hands also went to Zhao Hai's body.
The chain was soon placed on Zhao Hai's body, and then the two ghosts followed Zhao Hai to go to the gate. Zhao Hai seems to have lost his will, riding a horse, and staying with the two. The ghost walked toward the door.
Although the people in the stands don't know what the door represents, they can be sure that as long as Zhao Hai enters the door, there will be no good things to happen. Maybe he will die as soon as he enters the door.
When Zhao Hai’s figure reached the front of the door, he suddenly stopped and let the two ghosts pull. He didn’t move, and then he saw Zhao Hai’s body gently shake. The chain that was placed on him suddenly collapsed. Then Zhao Hai sneered and said: "This is the soul fan. To be honest, I am a bit disappointed."