Chapter 792: One move to defeat the enemy

"Mr. Su, I'm really sorry that you have encountered this incident this time."
Nangong Xun turned around, and the weak voice of Nangong Ling Qing who was holding it slowly sounded.
Suning shook his head slightly. He knew in his heart that he was involved in this incident not because of Nangong Lingqing, but because Ding Ling asked him for help on behalf of the Ding family, and this incident was known to the organization and wanted to cut off the troubles. .
"Thanks to all of you this time, otherwise, our brothers are afraid to fall here."
"But now the battle is fierce. If you have any words, wait until all the dust settles!"
Suning and Jiang Bailin slightly arched their hands towards Nangong Xun and Nangong Jin. Then they moved and turned into two rainbow lights to join the battle over Taikun City.
Above the mountain range, the black envoy retreated again and again under the constant attacks of Yinzhuo and Nangong clan, and the traces of radiance from the whole body seemed to dissipate.
"Damn it!"
In a trance, Yin Zhuo pierced through the black envoy's shoulders, and the black envoy's arms slowly fell from the air, and a burst of red blood spilled from the air.
In the depths of the distant mountains, Tagil's figure stood in the void, looking coldly at the battle between the black envoy and the Nangong clan.
"The Nangong clan is worthy of being the four ancient dynasty families."
In the void, Targil's voice slowly sounded. After that, with the movement of Targil's wrist, a black mist flashed by like a thin needle and sank into the void.
The divine power in the black magic body has completely dissipated, and the sequelae caused by the secret method gradually appeared. His face gradually became pale, the spiritual source in his body was nearly exhausted, and the powerlessness from his body made him unable to interact with the Nangong clan. Many of the elders fought, and at the same time, there was no possibility of escape.
Thinking of what would happen after falling into the Nangong clan, under the broken mask of the black envoy, a bleak look gradually appeared. I originally thought that relying on the secret method to rise to the middle level of the gods, he would have the power to fight the Nangong clan. , But did not expect that the leader of the Nangong clan was Nangong Jin as the great elder, and did not expect the Nangong clan to send such a large lineup for Nangong Lingqing.
The black angel clutched the wound at the broken arm and laughed at himself. It was because he underestimated the enemy that caused the tragedy of this incident.
Nangong Jin galloped with his sword, slowly came to the black envoy, and looked at him indifferently. Suddenly, a wave in the void made Nangong Jin's heart tighten.
"not good!"
As soon as the words fell, a needle-sized black mist thread flashed in the void in front of the black angel, and after penetrating the center of the black angel's eyebrows, it sank into the void again.
In front of the many elders of the Nangong clan, the pupils of the Heishi gradually dilated, a trace of red blood overflowed from the eyebrows, and his body fell weakly.
On the dilapidated city hall square, Michel Weitzer left Nangong Jin and others in the air. Seeing that they did not notice him, he quietly approached the crowd in the melee, and wanted to take this opportunity to escape here. .
The black mist that killed the black ambassador suddenly shot out from the void not far behind Michel Wiese. Michel Wiese noticed something strange coming from the void behind him, but the speed of the black mist was so fast that He couldn't dodge, after piercing the back of Michel Wiese, the black mist sank into the void again, disappearing without a trace.
Targil stood in the void, with a move of his wrist, he retracted the black mist into his body, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his figure suddenly disappeared. In the void, Targil's laughter echoed and gradually disappeared.
"Sword Art! Four swords into one!"
With a loud shout, Suning slammed into the sky with a lightsaber carrying the vast spirit source fluctuations. In an instant, in the sky where everyone was, a black thundercloud gradually appeared, and among the clouds, thunder like a bowl of thick thunder sent out bursts With the rumbling sound, people in the distance of Taikun City looked at Suning standing under the thundercloud, like a of war.
As Suning waved the Divine Killing Sword, one after another purple thunder fell from the thundercloud, carrying an extremely violent force, seeming to tear the entire sky apart, and countless lightning strikes were in the field. The heads of the faceless anthropomorphic bodies blasted them into powder.
"Fuck, this... where did the god-man come from! It was able to communicate the power of heaven and earth!"
"Wow, so handsome!"
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Around Suning, people in mechas stood in the air, looking at Suning’s eyes, full of admiration and admiration. The expressions of the disciples of the Nangong clan were also taken aback. They fought hard for a long time, but they only gave them one trick. The ghosts are all gone.
Under the thundercloud, Suning raised her eyebrows slightly. In order to prevent the fish from slipping through the net, Suning unfolded her mind and, with Hill's cooperation, carefully probed every corner of the battlefield.
After a while, Suning took back the divine consciousness that had radiated, and he was slightly relieved. These faceless anthropomorphic anthropoids must be fake Ding Ling's anthropomorphic ones. If there are fish that slip through the net, they will be a Difficult to deal with hidden dangers.
Holding a black iron sword, Jiang Bailin slowly walked to Suning's side and smiled slightly.
"Suning, did you hear that, your shot has attracted a large number of fans!"
Suning turned her head away and rolled her eyes at Jiang Bailin.
Nangong Xun was holding Nangong Lingqing, his sword floating in the air, looking surprised at Suning in the direction of Taikun City.
"What is the origin of this kid? The strength of the mortal realm can communicate the power of heaven and earth."
Nangong Ling Qing regained some strength and smiled slightly.
Above the mountains in the distance, the disciples of the Nangong clan were still caught in a bitter battle with the faceless anthropomorphic. Nangong Xun glanced at his disciples, then at Suning and Jiang Bailin, and shook his head helplessly.
Great Elder Nangong Jin stood in front of the other elders with a heavy face, originally thinking of being able to catch the black envoy alive and extract some useful information from him, but he did not expect that the people of that organization would be so cruel and cruel, and would rather kill his confidant. Not willing to leave a clue.
Nangong Jin shook his head, sighed, waved, and let the elder in front of him clean up the mess, and then flew in the direction of Nangong Xun and Nangong Ling Qing.
"Qing'er, it's all right, it's all right!"
Seeing Nangong Lingqing whose expression had improved, the stone in Nangong Jin's heart was finally put down.
"Grand Elder, Qing'er is ashamed, but he was careless to make things happen like this, and it is troublesome for you to run this trip."
"Those who came with me..."
Nangong Lingqing lowered his head and said guiltily.
Nangong Jin and Nangong Xun looked at Nangong Ling Qing dotingly.
"As long as you are fine."