Vol 2 Chapter 1039: Things won't be that simple

"Stupid lich, don't look at me with your bones. I said, I'm very wise, and wisdom is engraved in my soul!" Ximu said loudly, "I'm not at all You can compare this kind of low-level life, I am the great tree wise man, the source of the forest, the immortal guardian-Uktrahir Alheyton Tinwood!"
"you--"
The old lich's expression seemed to be choked, and he looked straight at Ximu. After a few seconds, he lowered his head to inhale, then raised his head to watch Ximu make a fist.
Fist clenched, loosened, loosened, and clenched again.
"I'm begging you." The old lich man finally looked at Ximuk helplessly, "Can you leave this a little bit? My remaining life is only a few hundred years, many things haven't been enjoyed yet, really not So much time is wasted with you. Come on, I’m tired, I want to sleep, okay?"
"Is it?" Ximu said coldly, "I guess, your mind was completely guessed by me. I can't pretend to be disguised anymore. Please leave me, don't you think this attitude is too humble? Normal situation Next, I beg you to let me go, how can it be reversed?
Admit it, the kid who caught me came to ambush me at the exit, you have been trying to hit me back and forth with him. Unfortunately, I have seen through your conspiracy, and all your preparations are useless. I will kill you first here, clear out all the existence that may harm me in this space prop, and put an end to the possibility of being hit back and forth. Then go out again, kill the kid and solve everything! "
After listening to the tin wood, the old lich man's expression was distorted, his eyes glared, his hands clenched, his teeth clenched. The body trembles because the muscles are too tight, and there is a weird sound in the mouth, which sounds like a smile and a bit like crying.
"Ha, huh..."
"Okay, so be it." Ximu looked at the old lich seriously and made a fighting stance. "Your present performance has fully shown how a cheater looks after being pierced-sad and pitiful. I will not forgive you, as I said, I will kill you and eliminate all threats."
The old Lich's eyes continued to stare, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, his hands continued to clench, blood vessels burst like earthworms, his body continued to tremble without saying a word.
"Sad deceiver, are you ready? Let's die!"
Ximu shouted, strode, and approached the old Lich. The arms entwined by the two branches lifted high, with purple light and blue arcs appearing on it, and they were about to be pulled out.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly there was a loud sound, and the ground stepped on by the old Lich Man blasted violently, and the old Lich Man jumped into the sky and jumped directly into the air more than 20 meters high.
"puff!"
A large mass of black gas spewed out of the old lich's body, like ink, staining the air.
The old lich reached into the rich black air with one hand, and shouted in his mouth: "Dal!"
As the voice exited, the black gas shrank sharply towards the position held by the old lich's hand, quickly condensing into a black gas scythe.
The sickle is very large, with a full length of two meters and a sickle blade of more than one meter. The old lich man used to deal with the inspector Chekav who sneaked into the mine, but now it is used to deal with tin wood.
The reason for this desperation is very simple, he is angry, he is really angry!
"Dam Klicia Roanka!"
The old Lich was in the air, watching Ximu yelling, and his emotions were so strong that he couldn't add more. This is not a spell, but an indigenous language in the small village where he was born.
In this era, almost no one except him can understand, but everyone can understand the meaning of the words without any obstacles.
After shouting out the voice, the old lich fell heavily with a sickle, and waved it like lightning. Without waiting for the attack of Ximu, he first cut it on Ximu's body.
"boom!"
Huge force broke out, Ximu was out of balance, and the whole body flew out.
"Laura Hibak!"
The old Lich did not relieve himself and shouted the native language again. The black sickle in hand is enlarged and becomes more than three meters long, and the sickle blade reaches one and five meters. Stepped on the foot, catching up with Ximu's flying body, and chopping it out again, chopping on Ximu.
Ximu flew higher suddenly and landed farther away.
"Ayima!"
The old Lich shouted for the third time, the sickle soared to five meters long, the sickle blade reached more than two meters, and it was a little funny to hold in hand. But no matter how much the old lich man is, he just caught up with the tin wood again and cut it down from top to bottom.
Ximu waved his arms, red light flashed on the surface of his body, trying to block it, but he was cut by the sickle blade of the old lich and then hit the trunk.
"Boom!"
With a muffled sound, Ximu fell like a meteorite from the sky, hitting a big pit directly on the ground, and had not moved for a long time.
"Snapped!"
With a sound, the old lich fell beside the big pit, squinted at the tin wood inside the pit, and dragged a huge sickle more than five meters long in his hand, breathing a little. While panting, the mouth of the mouth continued to pop out the obscure Aboriginal language to the outside.
"Roppa! Pugas..."
Having been scolding for almost ten seconds, the old Lich stopped and looked at the tin wood in the big pit with a flash of eyes, and found that the other party was still motionless.
died?
impossible.
The old lich frowned.
In his prediction, the longevity of tin wood should be very strong before ~EbookFREE.me~ may be caught off guard by him, but it is impossible for the three sickles to be hacked to death. If the opponent is so weak, he will not have been worried before.
But now the situation shown by the other party is not normal.
What went wrong?
The old Lich was in doubt, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a mass of air in front of him compress quickly under the action of invisible power. After compression, the purple energy appeared, wrapped outside, turning the compressed air ball into a rather powerful energy missile, whistling out and hitting him.
Too fast, too close.
The old Lich reacted reluctantly, holding up a shield of black gas in front of him, and the purple energy missile had arrived.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, the missile shattered the shield and hit the old lich, knocking the old lich out like a broken kite.
Flying a few tens of meters, the old lich fell heavily and tilted his head, "Wow" spit out a black blood.
Then his eyes tilted slightly, leaning towards the location of Ximu, and he saw that the Ximu in the big pit lit up with a pale golden light. The volume of the tree trunk increased rapidly, which was originally only about two meters. Now a few breaths have soared to five meters. It looks like the stone pillars used to support the roof in the palace have life.
"Squeak!"
The hands wrapped in tin wood branches grabbed the edge of the big pit, slowly stood up, and looked at the old lich with cold eyes. The arc of the tree trunk overhead flashed like a thunder, like a god.
This is the true strength of Ximu.
The old Lich looked at it, wiped the black blood marks on the corners of his mouth, exhaled lightly, and murmured: "I knew that things would not be so simple."
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