No one would have thought that Hei Ang would ask Xing Luo to ask for his magic weapon so simply and rudely here!
This is simply a naked face slap!
The countless Nine Nether Warriors of the Nine Yous Legion all had their expressions become weird. They knew exactly what a terrifying Nine Nether Tianjiao Xing Luo was, and that was the enemyless thing that came back with the Envoy!
The blood on the corpses of dozens of Jiuyou geniuses killed by it is estimated to have not dried up yet!
Rage, tyranny, horror, solitism!
This was the impression Xing Luo gave to all the Jiuyou fighters.
But now he is being provoked so personally?
But it was not a cat or a dog who provoked it, but a genius who was recognized as the second-ranked among the younger generation of Jiuyou!
Hei Ang of the black blood race!
That's also a prestige that came out step by step, not a flower in a greenhouse.
This is equivalent to the tip of the needle to the Maimang, how will Xing Luo respond?
On the seat.
The eyes of "Xing Luo" that had been closed slowly opened at this moment, and the blood-red eyes exuded a terrifying suffocation. It just glanced at the opposite black high, slowly revealing a touch of scalp. A tingling smile.
Hei Ang seemed to be a little impatient at this moment, and a cold light flashed across his eyes and said: "Choose well, if you want a sword, you still need... life!"
"Xing Luo" directly ignored Hei Ang at this moment, turned his head to look at the upper emissary above the void, and said lazily: "Sir, can I kill it?"
This word comes out!
It's like a stone stirs up a thousand waves!
No one could hear the arrogance and disdain in Xing Luo's tone. Hei Ang seemed to be a jumping grasshopper in his eyes, his tone full of contempt.
In the chariot above the void, the upper emissary only smiled faintly, did not speak, and his expression was strange.
And Hei Ang suddenly broke out a terrifying wave from his body. The scales on his body were spraying a terrible light at this moment, as if he had come to life, making a rustling roar!
"Give you a chance, but if you don't want to live or die, then go..."
boom! ! !
An evil wave that shattered the void of the ten directions brought boundless heat, like the Yangtze River, and directly blocked Hei Ang's unfinished words in his throat!
Hei Ang's pupils shrank violently!
It only had time to see a pitch-black fist that zoomed in in front of its eyes!
Jiuyou breath is boiling!
The tyrannical tyrannical fist transpires from heaven to earth!
The ten directions are trembling! !
Tear!
The void made a sharp and piercing roar, and where the pitch-black fist passed, the trajectory of the air wave was vividly pulled out, as if the end of the world had come.
Hei Ang cannot be avoided at all!
This punch came too suddenly!
"Drink!!!"
Hei Ang let out an angry roar at the moment of his death. At this moment, the scales all over his body were squirming to the limit, turning into a bizarre battle armor, wrapping it all over!
Black blood horn armor!
The innate talent and supernatural powers of the black blood race, possess supreme defense power, and are indestructible.
Click! !
The black fist hit Hei Ang!
The huge roar was like thunder and thunder, and the terrifying counter-shock force burst out directly, turning into layers of ripples sweeping across all directions, and the entire open area was trembling, like a sky.
The endless darkness of nine secluded aura is permeating!
The vast majority of Jiuyou geniuses who were sitting upright were shocked to get up, resisting the force of the counter shock, and a deep sense of horror poured out on each of their faces.
With a tear, the breath of Jiuyou was torn apart, and a figure burst out, withdrawing tens of thousands of feet and then kicking backwards!
With every step back, a crack was stepped on the ground, and after a full step back seven or eight steps, after the ground was completely broken, this figure stabilized his figure, it was Heiang!
After stabilizing his figure, Hei Ang's whole body was trembling slightly, its black blood horned armor made a violent rubbing sound, and its expression was also distorted, and finally his throat trembled and a dull sound Humph, a big gulp of blood!
Hei Ang knelt down, his expression has become extremely hideous.
"what?"
The soft sound belonging to "Xing Luo" sounded, and the sky full of Nine Nether auras suddenly dispersed, revealing everything again.
On the seat, "Xing Luo", who was holding it quietly, slowly retracted his right fist, a pair of blood-red eyes looked at the kneeling Hei Ang at the moment, with an unexpected look on his face.
"One-tenth of my power didn't kill you?"
"You are amazing!"
Between the heaven and the earth, there was a moment of silence!
At this moment, the obviously Jiuyou genius in the open area seemed to be strangling his throat, and his body froze in place.
The words of "Xing Luo" seemed to thunder on the ground, and their hearts were roaring, and the sky spirit cover was about to fly!
The countless Jiuyou soldiers were even more stunned, their faces all over with amazement, and their whole bodies were shaking slightly.
Hey Ang!
Tianjiao, ranked second among the younger generations of the lower ranks of Jiuyou, was spit out blood by Xing Luo!
And only used a tenth of the power? ?
Xing Luo even praised Hei Ang, saying that it is very powerful!
Is this human? ? ?
The half-kneeling Hei Ang's muscles and veins are all twisting the knots at this moment, his eyes become blood red, and the whole body seems to be about to explode! !
What kind of humiliation is Xingluo's praise to it? ?
puff! !
Angrily attacked his heart, Hei Ang coughed out a big mouthful of blood again, and its body started to turn red at this moment, and that piece of scale armor turned into a red-hot soldering iron, exuding a terrifying heat.
"Do you dare to insult me?"
"Xing Luo!!"
"I will not kill you today!! I will not be the Nine Ghosts!!"
Hei Ang let out a terrifying roar.
The scaly armor around it burst into a terrible heat wave, like lava flowing.
Seeing this, "Xing Luo" suddenly showed a hint of interest on his face and said madly: "Yo! Can you transform?"
"Can you be like your father and me?"
Hei Ang suddenly became so angry that he smoked all over his body, and his scales burned directly, covered by endless flames!
"presumptuous!!"
At this moment, a loud shout resounded through the clouds, and a horrible aura spread over everything.
It was the leader of Wuxu who spoke, and it finally couldn't sit still!
"Whoever dares to shoot at will, no matter who it is, this commander will personally suppress it!!"
Wuxu's commanding voice is like ice, with a kind of unquestionable dominance.
Hei Ang's aura slowly calmed down, and it recovered its cause, but its bloodshot eyes were staring at "Xing Luo", which was more terrifying than the evil ghost.
"I will peel your skin little by little!!!"
Hei Ang's voice was hoarse and incomparable.
Soon it said nothing more, and sat down looking for an empty seat.
Just after Hei Ang took his seat, a light appeared in the distant void!
Black silver light!
Coming at extreme speed from far to near, like lightning, piercing all darkness.
Seeing this black and silver light, the originally silent world turned into a boil!
"Guy!"
Hei Ang's pupils shrank slightly, and he slowly uttered a name in a low tone.
Guys!
The recognized leader of the younger generation of Jiuyou lower class, ranked before Hei Ang, the true first arrogant, Jiuyou is invincible!
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