Chapter 1499: Weak

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The figure that appeared, the body glowed, illuminating the entire space.
This is a magnified mountain, born ugly, but with entities.
Its face is very small, with a pointed long nose, and the bipolar uncoordinated big eyes are staring at the purple scorpion that is trapped by energy, and sometimes the cruel light flashes in the eyes.
When it appeared, the whole space was filled with a heavy and repressed atmosphere, like a giant mountain suspended above the head.
"You are the leader of mankind." Entity Shan Jing looked at Zi Yan, and there was no sensation in the words.
"You know me." Being trapped by energy, Zi Yan's words are still calm.
"You walked along, commanded other people, and arrested many of my people. I certainly know you." There is a sarcasm in the eyes of the real mountain, saying: "Your every move is under my concern, if I Willing, your whereabouts have already been exposed to others."
The calm voice of Zi Yan started again, "but you have not exposed our identity."
"You are very smart, I did not expose you, this is because I am confident that I can deal with you and kill all of you." Entrepreneur's words are full of confidence.
"Your physical defense is good, but if you believe with confidence that you can deal with me with physical defense, then you are very wrong. It is true that you come in actively, but this is not because I deliberately led you into Come here."
When the words fall, in front of the solid mountain spirit, there is a razor-colored blade, and the sharp edge of the blade shines toward the purple scorpion that is shrouded in energy.
A lot of energy, like a snake, is allowed to open. A round hole can only be seen as a sharp blade, pointing directly to the purple heart.
The sharp blade came through the round hole.
The thunder flashed, and the sharp edge stopped when there was another inch from the heart of the purple cicada. The cicada caught the sharp edge with and the expression remained calm.
"This trick is useless to me." Zi Yan faint.
A cold voice formed an echo, which sounded from all directions. In the space, the light was bright, and there were dozens of solid mountain spirits. These solid mountain spirits, each holding a sharp blade, spurred from all directions to the purple.
"boom."
The sense of crisis came from the heart, and the purple scorpion released the thunder, and the powerful forces began to sway. A violent force formed a shock wave and swayed toward the four sides.
This force slammed three times in an instant, and the energy that entangled the purple scorpion was instantly shaken, like a broken rope, flying in all directions.
"Go to death."
A cold drink came from the mouth of the purple scorpion. He had a scabbard in his hand and pulled the knife in an instant.
A round knife light appeared, and it drifted away toward the four sides. The meaning of Sen cold swept the whole space.
"Hey." "Hey."...
Under this knife, the solid mountain spirits in the parallel line around the purple cicada were killed.
But there are other mountain spirits that come from several other directions.
When Ziyu defended the defense, he attacked again until he killed all of these solid mountain spirits.
"Yes, it seems that there is still a little bit of trouble in killing you." In the sight, there is no more physical mountain spirit, but the real solid mountain spirit is not dead. It floats above the space and looks down on the purple. A look of jokes.
"dead."
In the eyes of the purple eyes, the cold light swept away, and the whole person was like a cold electricity, and directed toward the solid mountain above.
However, the body shape has just been emptied, and the sable is a feeling of tingling from the calf. With the bow, he sees a sharp edge, and the blade does not know when to pierce his calf, next to the sharp edge, A physical mountain spirit.
In the hands of the purple scorpion, the knife flashed, and it was the other side.
The other side was annihilated, and even the sharp edge disappeared. The wound that was penetrated on the purple calf was still there.
The appearance of the physical mountain essence is silent, and even the purple scorpion can not tell which one is the real body and which is the avatar.
In his eyes, there are two colors of gold and silver, and he wants to identify the entity and the body. At the same time, the long knife in his hand is repeatedly sheathed, killing one entity and another mountain, but these are all avatars.
"Haha, it's useless."
As the sneer sounded, a physical mountain appeared, and one hit was to break the defense of the purple sable. The purple scorpion broke the other side at the moment of breaking the defense.
But then, another sharp edge appeared from the side, piercing the shoulders of the purple.
The laughter reappears, the solid mountain refines, and the sharp attack comes again.
This entity Shan Jing, for the understanding of the avatar, Jane until the point of supernatural, even the purple scorpion has been turned around.
As the battle continued, there were more and more wounds on the sable, and blood continued to flow along the wound.
During the period, Zi Yan also seized the real mountain essence several times and gave the other side a certain trauma.
The solid mountain essence, floating in the air, overlooking the purple sable below.
Zi Yan looked up and looked at the solid mountain, his eyes were cold.
In the battle, there was a short break.
"It's very meaningless to fight like this. We are better off killing life." The solid mountain top above, smiled at the purple.
In the cold scorpion of Zishen, there is also a sense of madness. He chills: "It’s my favorite to kill life and death."
"Well."
In the eyes of the solid mountain spirit, there seems to be a bit of admiration, but this silk admiration, was instantly replaced by cold, it shines all over the body, swooping down, body shape, two, four, four.
In a flash, there are dozens of solid mountain spirits, and these solid mountain spirits seem to be entities, even the yin and yang, can not distinguish between true and false.
Unable to distinguish, but fortunately not to distinguish, Zi Yan directly closed his eyes.
Close your eyes and put away your defenses. The sable looks like you are giving up and waiting for death.
Dozens of entities, Shan Jing, sneered at them, and then launched an attack toward Ziyan.
"Hey." "Hey."...
The purple body was pierced by a handle, but he was like a wooden man, unmoved, and even his expression had never changed.
A blade that followed came to the heart of the purple scorpion.
Unmoved by the purple sable, the eyelids open instantly, and a flash of smothering in the eyes, a knife to the owner of this sharp blade.
"Hey."
The knife-drawing technique is still fast, and the power is as strong as ever. Under the flash of the knife, the solid mountain is even connected with the weapon, and all of them are opened.
The squeaking sounds that rang around the body disappeared after the solid mountain quilt was smashed, and the other solid mountain scent around it disappeared.
Around, once again become empty, Ziyan successfully killed the physical mountain essence, but before, the many avatar attacks, but it is actually there, many wounds on the purple scorpion, began to spurt blood.
It seems that because of excessive blood loss, it seems that because of the injury, the purple scorpion is not stable, and suddenly fell to the ground.
His face is already bleak.
The injury was very heavy, his breathing became short, but his mouth was smiling. "Haha, or I won, life and death, I like it."
Laughter, the cicada violently coughed, his injury was getting heavier and heavier.
After laughing, I coughed for a long time. The purple scorpion slowly looked up and looked at the space. The face could not help but have doubts and doubts. "Mountain has died, why is this place not yet open."
The purple scorpion fell to the ground, weak and weak, and did not notice at all. In another place, there was a pair of cruel eyes staring at him, and he had been staring for a long time.
Just as the voice of the purple sorrow sounded, the cruel eyes changed, and in addition to being cruel, there was a lot of banter inside.
"You really thought that you killed the owner here." A soundless voice sounded.
"Who is it." The purple pupil shrinks, his face is transient, his eyes look around, but because of the large movement, the wound is affected, and his face appears painful.
"Of course it is the master here." The voice reappeared, and a repressed atmosphere appeared in this space. This breath was like a mountain like a mountain, and the seriously injured purple scorpion was directly crushed to the ground by this breath.
A figure appeared, and the appearance was still the appearance of a solid mountain spirit, but the breath of the whole body was stronger, and the other side's body clearly showed a sigh of anger.
The purple scorpion has a pale face. After seeing this figure, it is a bit pale again. There is no need to explain it. The purple scorpion is guessing, the other is the real mountain peak owner, and the other party is the real king.
As for the original one, at most, it is a avatar.
The solid mountain king, floating in the air, overlooking the purple, disdain: "I always thought that the arrival must be a very strong human team, so it has always been cautious, I did not expect that the people who came here are so weak, as the leader People, your combat power should be the strongest, but this little bit of strength is really worth mentioning."
The king of Shan Jing shook his head, his face was ridiculous and disdainful.
Under tremendous pressure, the injury of the sable is deteriorating, and his face is extremely white.
Seeing the king, in the eyes of Zi Yan, there is obviously despair.
"Your ultimate goal is to go deep into the troubles of the war spirits, but unfortunately, you will never be there." The King of the Mountain is cold.
The sable is desperate, but she is not asking for mercy.
"You can ask me ~EbookFREE.me~ Maybe I am happy, I can let you go." Shan Jing Wang said again.
"Dream." Desperate purple, still very hard.
Shan Jingwang’s disdainful cold voice said:
I have known that all human beings are such a virtue. Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you. After killing you, I will kill other people. Will make you alone."
The king of the mountain has already seen that the purple scorpion is the end of the strong scorpion, but fortunately, he relaxed his vigilance and his body shape slowly declined.
But is it really relaxed and alert?
Human beings are too cunning, even though the purple eyes seem to be dying at the moment, and there is still a little caution in the bottom of their hearts.
So, it fell to a distance of three meters from the purple scorpion to stop, bantering overlooking the purple.
The purple scorpion, which was just desperate, looked very bright in the next moment, as bright as the sly star, a strong breath, released from the purple scorpion.
At this moment, the purple scorpion looks like it was hurt.