Vol 11 Chapter 242: : Insects are tricky

After waiting for a few minutes, Ling Yun clenched the sword's right hand and gradually increased his strength. His eyes were filled with indifference. His right foot was lying heavily on the ground, and his body was instantly hit. The tall body is in the air. The long sword danced, the light purple energy burst out, and the light purple energy fell on the ground, provoking a strong purple mang. The purple mang was so obsessed with it that people couldn't see Aisiyu.
Ling Yun fell to the ground happily, before he heard the sound of the blue-green figure, boxing hit him in the back. The blue-green figure fell to the ground, showing a smiling face.
It turns out that Fang Lang flashed to the right at the moment his body jumped, his body covered with purple awns.
Ling Yun stumbled a few steps. At this time, he took care of his ugliness innocently. The energy of the body is mobilizing his body to his own internal organs. It is eroded by a strange energy, and it is tingling. Inspired.
"Your mother, I will use this insidious combat skill." Ling Yun swears and swears that he hardly expelled energy from his body.
Fang Lang's ghostly figure hits again, and the short sword in his hand is tilted with a one-foot-long sword.
Ling Yun suddenly panicked and stabilized his body. Behind him, a layer of lavender energy covered his body and appeared.
The green scorpion swordsmanship is instant, and the weak blue-green instantly hits the energy defense tool layer. Fang Lang held a green scorpion in his hand and was shot more than ten feet away.
That layer of lavender energy turned into countless energies in the air. Fang Lang, who flew away from the body, looked at the fragmented energy, and it seemed that a sense of deja vu appeared in my mind. .
"This is him! How could he be!" I asked myself from the bottom of my heart, some people didn't believe he would become that person. At the moment when Fang Lang was upset, Ling Yun's body shape stabilized, and his hand flashed by, shooting a long purple sword.
Jian Qi drew a beautiful arc in the air, bringing a gust of wind and harmony to Fang Lang's right shoulder. With his body floating in the air, Fang Lang could not dodge. Looking at the distant Lingyun, he didn't show himself. Fang Lang was shocked at any chance of fighting skills, he was so embarrassed for Ling Yun in his heart.
The light purple sword air has reached the top of the shoulder. When Ling Yun cut down, the audience said loudly. Some people have closed their eyes and don't want to see this scene.
The old man in charge of safety "Young man, I believe you can rely on your strength and your wit to resist this blow. If you can't just blame the old man!" Chu Yunlong felt his heart and stared at Fang Lang. The aging heart has lost the rules of the past, but he has rarely been excited in the past 100 years.
The sword of lavender was cut open on Fang Lang's shoulder, and there was no blood splash in everyone's imagination. This is just a slight metal collision.
Everyone looked up and saw that Fang Lang didn't know when there was a white armor with a blue-green ribbon, and the light purple sword energy had been shaken.
Ling Yun watched the white armor stand still, spat out a few words in his throat. "A terrible defensive tool!" The two figures fell into the air and sent two arcs toward the ground.
"Your mother, I don't want to compete with you in this meaningless game. I didn't expect you to kill me. As a man, your actions make me despise. Today I really want to win!" Yu bite His heart, cursing. For Ling Yun's multiple killings, he never gave him a chance to survive. Fang Lang was very angry.
The spirit of the slight movement, the breath of the body came surging, the breath of the seventh-order master was completely mobilized, the sword in his hand expanded half a foot again and again, his feet slammed into the body, and rushed to the distant Lingyun.
"He is still avoiding power?" Ling Yun sighed and exclaimed.
Fang Lang's disappeared body appeared in front of him. Ling Yun was avoiding Fang Lang's swordsmanship. While focusing on the body energy, a palm-sized light purple ball appeared in the palm.
"Go to your mother, she is stronger than anyone else! Who is avoiding grandchildren!" Fang Lang roared, his fingerprints turned on his hands, his body quickly cleared, and an energy punch was instantly generated, and the two combat skills shot almost simultaneously.
"Ah" Fang Lang screamed violently, and a stream of clear water poured into the clothes of God Ziyun. Ziyun God's clothes shook, and the original green became more prosperous.
The light purple energy light ball and the energy punch print disappeared instantly, until the two people had no chance to dodge. Two of them rushed into the body and squatted on the Qinglingshi platform. Two deep pits appeared. A fragment of Qingling stone was stirred up and flew into the air.
Fang Lang crawled out of the pit and waved his blood. With Ziyun Shenyi's defense, he naturally didn't have to worry about how much damage this war would cause him.
Ziyun Shenyi can effectively resist various energies, but it does not resist this substantial physical damage, and it has a stinging back.
Fang Lang stared at another deep pit in the distance. Ling Yun was working hard to support the corpse above the pit. His body is covered with a lavender defensive cover, and the surface of the energy cover is permeated with subtle cracks. Light purple streamers enter and exit the cracks.
At this time, Ling Yun was slightly weak, but he was not injured due to multiple injuries.
"Mom, a very good defense tool. What is the background of this animal home? How come there are so many defense tools!" Fang Lang cursed his heart, and was immersed in the chaotic sea. At this time, the chaotic sea was less than four o'clock. One.
"Mom, I have to deal with him quickly. The Sea of ​​Chaos doesn't have much energy!" After cursing again, his body disappeared to the ground.
"Hey, insects are very tricky. Your speed is really fast, but don't forget that you are still weaker than God, and you can't be faster than me." Ling Yun looked at Fang Lang who disappeared, with a look of contempt for his mouth cold, holding He picked up his defensive equipment, pointed the sword in his hand to the ground, and stood in the same place quietly waiting for Fang Lang to appear. ..
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