Chapter 43: You are a little too close!

Sword killing is the first type of three sword strikes, powerful and powerful, but the energy consumed is also huge.
If this sword can't kill the Frozen Poisonous Scorpion, or seriously wound them, they will face the crisis of group destruction.
Methamphetamine flew towards Wan Zitong like a sharp arrow.
However, the white light of the sword killing was unparalleled, and instantly split the methamphetamine and swept towards the cold poisonous scorpion.
The Frozen Poisonous Scorpion was startled and felt a strong crisis, realizing that the power of this white light was enough to break his hard shell and hurt his own life.
In an instant, black spheres shot out one by one and landed around the thousands of people.
They looked blank, not knowing what these were, but when these black spheres approached, they trembled suddenly.
"It's a thunder!"
Boom boom boom!
Before they could react, the detonation broke out immediately, exploding their formation completely.
When the formation was removed, the suppression of the Frozen Poisonous Scorpion disappeared, and a tail stab suddenly swept out.
boom!
The white light of the sword killing happened to collide with the tail stab, and the tail stab of the cold poisonous scorpion was cut off.
"Opportunity!" Wan Zitong's pupils shrank, and pursued the victory.
But when she just left, a sense of weakness suddenly struck.
She hurriedly slammed the long sword, stabilized her figure, and stared at the frantically roaring Frozen Poisonous Scorpion with a grim look.
They were fooled!
This is a trap designed by Luo Xiaoman.
You know, the thunderstorm just now was a magic weapon that only the second young master of the Luo family could refine.
However, where did her sense of weakness come from? Even if she exerts the strength caused by Jian Shi, it is impossible to be immobile like this.
"Luo Xiaoman!!" Wan Zitong let out a low voice, his aura agitated, "Get out of here."
At this moment, a petite figure rushed over quickly, and the bright red was particularly eye-catching in the white.
Luo Xiaoman raised his hand and grabbed the broken tail stab from the ground. Then he smiled at Wan Zitong again and said playfully, "Thank you."
Wan Zitong's pupils shrank, and he looked at Luo Xiaoman blankly.
Not only were they fooled, but Luo Xiaoman also fought the Frozen Poisonous Scorpion as a substitute. From her actions, it can be seen that they were stabling the Frozen Poisonous Scorpion's tail.
"Miss Wanjia, you are very smart, and you have guessed my careful thoughts." Luo Xiaoman squinted his eyes and stared at Wan Zitong scorchingly. "It's a pity that you are still a little bit close, but such a small gap is fatal."
"..." Wan Zitong's face was sullen, and the flames of anger surged in his heart, wishing to kill this little thing with his sword immediately.
However, she can't move now!
"Oh, I still think about a powerful character in Wanjia. It's a little bit of anticipation. It's a pity that you are not qualified to be my opponent." Luo Xiaoman spread his hands, this sentence is like a slap in the face. , Slapped Wan Zitong's face fiercely.
Isn't this what she just said?
However, they have now returned it to themselves intact.
"Ah!!!" Wan Zitong roared, his neck with blue veins exposed, forcibly circling the little vitality in his body, trying to break through the sense of weakness, "I, will kill you."
"Kill me?" Luo Xiaoman glanced at the Frozen Poisonous Scorpion behind him, and said lightly: "You can survive first."
At this time, the Frozen Poisonous Scorpion had slowed down, and his oily green eyes fell on Luo Xiaoman's body.
Suddenly, Luo Xiaoman took out more than a dozen thunders and threw it over at a disagreement.
Seeing these explosive thunders, the Frozen Poisonous Scorpion subconsciously avoided.