Chapter 230: How can a murderer not win the treasure? One

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"Poof—"
A sword, with a scorching wave, pierced Yao Zihua's body.
This kind of pain is a real heartbreaker, causing Yao Zihua's forehead to swell with blue muscles, and he can't help crying.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhzygau-"
Lu Jiukui hated frowning, as if hearing a harsh noise, a little under his feet, and then stepped up again, "brushing" out of the storm wind sword, following the sword, backhand was another blow.
"Poof—"
This sword, with the sound of destruction, pierced Yao Zihua's throat, making the sharp hissing abruptly stopped, leaving only a pitiful whine.
Lu Jiu lacked the sword, and Yao Zihua's tall body slid down along the blade, crushing the tiles on the top of the tower, and then "boomed" with a loud crash, falling heavily into the broken courtyard.
Dust, dirt, and gravel flew up and landed on Yao Zihua's twitching body. His eyes were round and open, and he was never looking away!
How can I look away? !
This three-pole pinnacle star soul master, a strong man who once led the Yao family, was actually killed by a young girl who was countless times younger than him.
She didn't even use Star Soul, and with that weird speed, unpredictable body style, and ghostly moves, she slaughtered him!
The blood spewing from Yao Zihua's throat happened to splash on Lu Jiuqi's eyebrows, white skin, and scarlet blood beads, like demon like charm, like demon like shadow.
She stared down at the dead person below, and smiled coolly: "Finally quiet ..."
After all, those cool eyes lifted up and looked at the few people who had survived from Aoshuang's talented supernatural power. For a while, it seemed a bit distressed: "Oh, there are three third-level Soul Masters ... haha If I attack together, I cannot cope. "
This sentence instantly reminded everyone that the third-level high-level star soul master screamed: "Go, let's go together! Kill her to avenge the owner!"
"Go!"
With a cry of anger, they ran in the direction of Lu Jiuqi like a beast.
"Stupid ..."
Lu Jiuque laughed, and his voice fell softly, holding a long sword in his hand, and dancing with his backhand. The sword was like a folding fan, slowly unfolding.
The crowd was stunned by this picture. Lu Jiukui had already stepped a little underneath his feet, crushing the tower, and struck them like an arched arrow.
They only saw the virtual shadow in front of them, feeling the gusts of wind around them, dancing violently, followed by a pain in the back of the patella, like the bird whose wings were broken, dragged from the sky by fear and killing!
"Boom! Boom!"
The people who had fallen into disarray wanted to climb, but their legs were completely unconscious.
They stared at the fluttering girl in horror.
The white clothes are not stained with fine dust, and there is a lot of light smiles, only the blood beads on the Qing Feng sword can't keep falling.
It's a ghost!
It's a ghost!
"Ah ... ah ..."
The crowd burst into roar.
so horrible!
This girl ... is terrifying ...
Lu Jiuku sneered: "Ao Shuang, to see who calls again, he will crush their throats, oh, don't bite, just take a paw to die, lest these people's blood is poisonous, poison you."
"Oh!" Master, you are so poisonous, but it likes it!
Ao Shuang steadily fell behind Lu Jiu ’s absence, and the power of the four-star Warcraft rolled out like a huge hand, which suddenly tightened the throats of everyone, as if to squeeze the air out of their chests. go with.