Chapter 988, fairy lord

The forbidden power of the magic knife and the rust sword bloomed at this moment.
The frost and flames of the twelve true and the six odd veins in Ding Hao’s body are almost exhausted by the two mysterious taboos in an instant. This is an ultimate urging, in this moment The rust sword is completely transformed into a silver transparent blade, and the magic knife seems to have turned into a flowing blood...
boom!
The magic knife and the rusted sword almost slammed into the left wrist of Nalan Xingde at the same time.
Although it is also a veteran strongman who has experienced many battles, the combat experience is extremely rich, but Nalan Xingde has been a homeowner for too long, and he has been pampered. He has never gone upstream in the life and death line. This time, he finally revealed a flaw and was caught by Ding Hao. Lived the opportunity.
He changed his face.
Because even the silver cover of the fairy is covered with the silver, there is still a severe pain in the fracture. At such an instant, Nalan Shoude really thought that his wrist had been completely cut off.
"What is the origin of the sword, so terrible? Can you break the fairy defense?"
He is in a big heart.
When I looked down, I saw my left wrist. It was indeed cut off alive. The entire left hand palm completely lost consciousness, but immediately his face showed a smile that was relieved and excited.
Because the left wrist was cut off, the power of the silver fairy from the hand of Nalan Ranger was still tightly connected to his broken hand and elbow, the thin layer of silver, soft as liquid Like the last piece of flesh, it was not broken by the magic knife and the rust sword.
"Ha ha ha... haha!"
Nalan Xingde had the excitement of the rest of his life and laughed.
The laughter is full of triumph and ridicule.
Surrounded by the enlightenment of the light of the fairy, the broken wrist was almost instantaneously restored.
"Unfortunately, it’s a little bit worse, just a little bit," he sneered at Ding Hao, his face ridiculed with irresistible ridicule, and his activity was restored to his original wrist: "Your luck is really bad, If you are a little stronger, maybe it will really cut off my connection with the fairy... Now let everything go, I have lost interest in you!"
Ding Hao’s heart is also a sigh.
Still not?
Unprecedented fatigue is like a tide.
The complete explosion of the magic knife and the rust sword has completely exhausted all the mysteriousness in his body. Even Ding Hao's strength has felt a sense of dizziness. He wants to close his eyes and sleep.
The power of the fairy is as strong as it can be broken even with the rust sword and the magic knife?
"Don't you still accept your life?"
Nalan’s character is sneer at the height of his life.
He has also seen that in order to break out the shock that just happened, Ding Hao has exhausted all the power. Now Ding Hao is extremely weak. In front of him, the weak is like a newborn ant, don’t say It is hurting him, and wanting to touch him is a luxury.
Ding Hao's footsteps are vain, his figure is shaking.
In his eyes, there was a glimmer of color, and he did not turn and flee. Instead, he bit his teeth, concentrated all his willpower, and used his last strength to wave the rust sword.
This rust sword accompanying Ding Hao's entire martial arts career was so gently raised and then unable to fall.
At this moment, it does not have the slightest light. It is no longer like the radiance of the light that Ding Hao waved when he waved it. There is no arrogant power, no distortion, the mottled rusted blade. It was a burning fire stick and went to the left hand wrist of Nalan Xingde.
This action is soft and powerless.
It seems that it is not a means to break the opponent, but just touch it with a rusted sword.
Nalan Xingde smiled contemptuously.
In the face of such a soft sword, he even did not hide.
He just wants to let the opponent in front of him completely despair, torment his heart, to report the enemies that were smashed by Ding Hao before.
The rust sword gently touched Nalan Xingde's wrist.
laugh!
A soft bang.
Bloody flying.
Nalan Sex stayed.
Ding Hao also stayed.
Broken... broken?
Nalan Xingde's left-handed wrist resisted Ding Hao's most powerful attack, and it was unscathed in the face of the strongest force, but in the face of this soft and fluttering sword, it was like a tofu.
Time seems to be fixed at this moment.
The smile on Nalan Xing's face gradually solidified, and then turned into an incredible horror. He didn't even feel the pain of breaking his hand. He looked at the broken hand that fell on the ground, and there was a blank in his mind!
"This...this...how...maybe?"
The light of the silver fairy that was originally protected on his wrist, I don’t know when it has disappeared. Without the precaution, the rust sword just follows the falling trend, and it cuts off his wrist without the slightest defense. The sections of blood vessels, muscles and bones are clear.
The light of the silver fairy that originally covered him has long since disappeared silently.
Ding Hao also subconsciously looked at the rust sword in his hand, and then looked at the broken hand on the ground, but also could not believe what he saw... This... What?
"I still want to do something, hold the fairy quickly."
A voice rang in the ears of Ding Hao.
It was the voice of the former pale golden mask.
He used a voice to enter the secret, the voice is mixed with the effect of lions and the like, reminding Ding Hao the first time, his voice is calm and calm, there is a strange power, it seems that he has already foreseen This will happen.
Ding Hao, a spirit, immediately reacted.
At this moment, he couldn’t even think about why the master of this Nalan family would remind himself of the first time in a secret way. When the heart moved, the body did not know where it came from, and it dispelled fatigue. In the shape of lightning, the slap in the face, the first time to reach out and hold the right hand of Nalan Ranger.
At the moment of the next flash of light, unexpected things happened -
"Master, is that you? I feel your heartbeat..."
A gentle and clear female voice rang in Ding Hao's mind.
It was the voice of Naranchu.

Achu?
Ding Hao’s sigh, immediately rejoicing:
Achu, you... didn’t die?

"Master, is it really you? I... Ah, I’m so happy, you really came... I don’t know if I am alive or dead... My state is a bit strange... I Inside the Ranger's body."
Nalan first replied with a crying voice.
Inside the body of the Nalan Ranger?
Ding Hao slightly stunned, suddenly realized what, and said: "Is it just... you are... Ah, can you control the body of the Ranger? Did you secretly help me?"
At that moment, the silverware of the fairy suddenly stopped protecting Nalan’s character. Ding Hao could easily cut off his left hand and cut off the connection between him and Nalan Ranger. Obviously, Nalan’s character did not expect it. This shows that Xianji took the initiative to abandon him at that moment.
Since Naran was in the body of Nalan Ranger, it must have been what she did secretly.
"I can only interfere with some of the Ranger's behavior, there is no way to control... The state of the Ranger is also very strange, I can feel that he is still alive, but his body does not seem to be under his control..." The voice of Nalanchu With a kind of unsettled joy, I am obviously able to see Ding Hao again, she is very excited.
at the same time.
Nalan Xingde also reflected.
Seeing Ding Hao holding the hand of Nalan Ranger, his face flashed a trace of panic.
But the next moment, he thought of something, calmed down, sneered: "How can you be touched by the fairy? You don't forget, in the body of Nalan Ranger, my blood is flowing. It is destined to be motivated by me alone, and you can't control it at all."
Ding Hao did not speak.
Because he clearly felt that along the palm of the Nalan Ranger, there was a warm current that was passed into his body, constantly filling himself with the consumption of the magic knife and the rust sword.
This kind of power is extremely majestic. In the blink of an eye, Ding Hao feels that the whole body is full of strength. Among the mysterious passages, the majestic and full of the mysterious torrents are whistling.
"Good guy, I am hungry, I want to eat meat..." At this time, the voice of Nalan Ranger suddenly sounded in Ding Hao's mind, still stupid, still full of trust and dependence on Ding Hao.
Ding Hao’s heart was overjoyed.
On the opposite side, Nalan’s sneer condensed on his face.
He noticed that it was wrong.
Because he can feel the powerful power of Ding Hao's body, the momentum is generally restored in arrogance, no longer as weak as before, and a more powerful Ding Hao appears in front of his eyes.
"Impossible...no...why?" Nalan was flustered.
Ding Hao can actually manipulate the fairy?
Can you get the power of the fairy?
How could this be?
Suddenly, Nalan Xingde realized what he was, and suddenly turned his head to stare at the pale golden mask. He shouted: "[Dud Bodhisattva], what the is going on? How dare you lie to me?"
The pale gold mask is calm and calm: "I didn't lie to you, have you already got the fairy? You should feel the power of its invincible, and all that I said is realized."
"But... but you can only control the fairy when you are only a close relative." Nalan Sex is almost roaring: "Why can this person get a response from the fairy? Why can he also urge the power of the fairy? ?"
[The Mud Bodhisattva] is still calm and calm: "Yes, only the closest person can motivate the fairy, but the meaning of this dear is not only the power of the same blood, but also those who got the fairy. The person whose body and soul have agreed, it is obvious that this person has been recognized by Nalanchu and Nalan Ranger, who regards him as the most reliable relative."
"You..." Nalan Sex stayed.
Ding Hao also thought about it.
Was it like this? !
"No! I don't accept it!" Nalan Xingde snarled wildly, and asked the geology to ask: "It must be what you have concealed. Why does the fairy suddenly abandon me? Why? You claim to be all the best, you must have foreseen it for a long time." In this scene, you have concealed me, don't forget, your wife and children are still in my hands."
"Abandoning a heartbreaking madman, abandoning his wife, enmity, and a jealous rubbish, what reason is needed?" [The mud bodhisattva] calmly gaze, finally revealing a trace of disdain, said: "Do you really think that immortal There is no soul, can you treat it at will?"
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