Chapter 42: Horrified Protoss

ps: I did n’t sleep last night, I turned over and over to figure out the next plot, how to write it better, and then I became sleepy during the day. It was terrible to insist on writing more than a thousand words. I deleted it with a bite, and I could n’t bear it I went to bed, but it was too late when I wanted to come. The book boy was sorry for everyone. Today ’s word count is a little bit less. I will try my best to code tomorrow and fight for more!
The collection is very powerful, and the book boy is very happy. If I can trouble support the recommendation ticket, I just broke into the top ten of the new book. I do n’t want chrysanthemums to be guaranteed. For chrysanthemums, the book boys will fight tomorrow. Poor poor bookboy, give me one ... okay? ^^
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"Crazy!"
"Look for death!"
The eyes were glowing with the middle-level protoss, and they looked coldly at the young human who was standing in front of them. More than twenty middle-level pros screamed angrily and stepped on their soles. , The remaining bypass Han Lingyue respectively shot towards Kebei and Xiaojiu.
Intermediate Protoss are more than ten times stronger than Primary Protoss!
Breaking through the speed of sound is easy for them. When the cold drinking sounds of more than 20 intermediate protoss have not yet landed, their bodies are already shooting with a booming sonic boom!
"I said, Grandpa is here!"
Wu Han Lingyue still had a faint evil smile on her cheek, her five fingers slowly opened, and a series of teal energies swallowed, and the golden light in her eyes suddenly flourished!
The five fingers gripped suddenly, and the teal energy shot toward the surrounding void.
With the grip of Han Lingyue, the whistling wind stopped abruptly. With his body as the center, the air around 50 meters freezes instantly.
的 The bodies of more than twenty intermediate protoss suddenly settled in midair! The body still maintained a forward posture, and his mouth was still slightly open.
The scene was weird to the extreme, before they were still angry, and the middle-level protoss who were rushing to the ground instantly settled down like an iceberg.
Howling wind stopped roaring, time seemed to stop at this moment.
"Hmm, is the miracle that your beasts can touch?"
The chilling Lingyue stepped slowly and walked to the intermediate protoss who were stiff in the air.
Frightened!
中 All intermediate Protoss have the same thoughts in their hearts. Their bodies are fixed, but their brains are sober. The strength of the whole body erupts instantly, but their eyes cannot turn!
Because of extreme panic, their hairs were erected one by one. The youth in front of them felt unprecedented horror. The youth put too much pressure on them. Even in Tianshan, only the high king can make them. So scared.
"I'm a good person, really a good person. If you guys are willing to explain the miracles honestly, I will let it go. Well, in fact, human beings are very friendly, and I am one of them. I am very friendly. . "
Wu Han Lingyue still had a faint smile on her cheek, her eyes gently swept across the stiff cheeks of twenty-seven intermediate protoss, and she said slowly in a gentle tone.
"Well, today is your lucky day, you start with you"
Feng Han Lingyue followed her finger to a middle-level protoss on the left, and the gold light in her eyes flashed a moment. Suddenly, the middle-level protoss returned to freedom, and her body fell suddenly into the air.
"Dead!"
The face of the middle-level protoss who just restored their freedom changed, hissing rushed towards the cold Lingyue, the distance between the two was less than three meters, the middle-level protoss suddenly broke out, the speed reached the limit, as if the teleportation generally appeared in In front of Han Lingyue, a fierce punch hit Han Lingyue's head.
Wu Hanling Yue's face disappeared, Xie Xie smiled, and a golden light flickered slightly in the depths of her eyes. The body of this intermediate protoss abruptly stopped, her fist stopped only three inches away from Han Lingyue.
"You're not good!"
Frowning his brows slightly, Han Lingyue stretched out his palm and shook in the void.
Boom!
身体 The body of this intermediate protoss instantly turned into a puddle of meat.
"Next, it's your turn"
Wu Han Lingyue always had a faint smile on her face, and pointed her finger at another intermediate protoss.
"enough!"
Twenty-five senior protoss looked at each other, their faces changed for a while, and they burst into a drink. Five figures came to Han Lingyue in an instant.
"Enough for your uncle!"
Jin Han Lingyue's eyes were a little bit brighter, and a shot of the void was directed at five senior protoss.
The twenty-five senior protoss only felt that one could not resist the sudden attack of giant force, the air around them seemed to freeze suddenly, and their bodies smashed uncontrollably toward the ground.
boom!
The senior protoss slammed the ground fiercely, his body fell into the ground, and five human-shaped deep pits suddenly appeared.
"Noise!"
Han Han Lingyue glanced unhappyly at the five high-level protoss who were plunged into the pit, slowly turned around, and walked to the middle-level protoss that was just pointed at.
"When do miracles appear? Say"
Wu Han Lingyue seemed to be impatient, and asked a little coldly in his tone.
His voice had just landed, and the protoss found that he had recovered his freedom. He looked at the five senior protoss who had fallen into the ground in astonishment. His body was trembling slightly, his face was struggling, and the youth in front of him was too terrible. No one other than Wang is his opponent.
"I, I don't know!"
He changed his face a few times, and finally chose to shake his head.
恩 "Well, then you can die"
Han Lingyue didn't have a look on her face, and she slowly walked to the next intermediate protoss, and before her voice came into the ears of this intermediate protoss, the intermediate protoss turned into a pool like the first protoss Meat puree.
Xiao Jiu, who was fighting in the Junior Protoss, turned to see this scene, opened his mouth in shock, and even was hit by the heads of seven Junior Pros at the same time. He still did not move. Still growing up, staring at Han Lingyue blankly.
这 "This, when did this guy break through?"
Ke Bei, who was walking among the more than 30 primary protoss, also glimpsed this scene. He was frightened and was almost hit by the primary protoss. He is not a small nine, and he will be seriously injured if he is hit.
"How amazing is he!"
Ke Bei stepped on Lingbo's micro steps to avoid the attack of the primary protoss, and took a look at Han Lingyue in astonishment ~ EbookFREE.me ~ at the same time, his heart was filled with doubts.
Since Han Lingyue is so powerful, he can easily handle all the protoss on his own. Why should he come by himself? Or did he know that he was very eager to kill the primary protoss?
Ke Kebei racked his brains and really couldn't understand why Han Lingyue did this.
I have no reason. There is no reason at all.
Boom!
At the moment when Ke Bei was wandering, he took a slow step under his feet, and suddenly his three fists came at him with a terrifying wind.
"Go!"
Ke Bei's face changed, and he stooped sharply. Although Kebei's response speed was extremely fast, it was still a step slower.
boom! boom! boom!
Ke Bei hit one punch in the chest and two punches in the back! Fortunately, he lifted up and backed away, removing most of his strength, but there was still a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth.
"Do your uncle!"
Ke Bei yelled, Ling Bo reached a limit in a small step, his body disappeared like a teleportation, and Pu Dao cut it out the next moment.
Huh!
Chopped out three times in a row, three heads suddenly flew up. Ke Bei glanced, used his body to resist the attacks of more than a dozen primary protoss, and still did not change the giant version of Xiaojiu, his envious teeth itchy!
"Grandma, you must quickly complete the serial mission of Jiuyang Shen Gong, next time I must pump out a Vajra!"
Ke Bei secretly resentfulness in his heart, his body quickly retreated, and distanced himself again from the primary protoss.
"There are sixty-eight remaining!"
Ke Bei always remembered the number of primary protoss killed, looked at the rapid flow of the primary protoss, and slowly exhaled, tightening the knife in his hands tightly, his figure fluttered, and he waved the knife again.