Chapter 27: : Killing

This is not a big illusion, just a virtual soul transformed into a virtual soul, without wisdom, only the instinct to kill. August 1st? Wenwang?W?W(1)W?. (8) 8?1 (a) Z?W (eight). COM
Xia Yan saw that Zhen Tian was attacked, but for a moment, he took out the sickle and rushed toward the other side.
Seeing someone approaching, slamming his arm, throwing Zhentian Liang aside, kneeling on the wall, slowly slipping.
Then he opened his mouth and made a noise, rushing to Xia Yan.
Hey.
When Xia Yan rushed to the front of the virtual, the footsteps were a little bit, and the body suddenly disappeared, appearing beside the virtual side, pulling the sword straight.
But just in the moment of emergence, the virtual tail swept over.
Xia Yan can hurt the virtual, but it is bound to be attacked by imaginary, hurting and hurting, not worth the candle.
Therefore, Xia Yan’s toes were a little bit, and the body suddenly retreated and escaped the attack.
The imaginary tail was emptied, and the body turned and flew again to Xia Yan.
Xia Yan did not immediately rush forward, but the body diddge and escaped the attack.
Although it was the first time to face the virtual, but Xia Yan maintained an extremely calm, recalling the various introductions.
Cruel, powerful, quick response, with physical assault as the main method.
In Xia Yan’s mind, there was a knowledge about imaginary. In the moment of the virtual rush, the left hand crossed the air, the fingers burst into yellow light, and a rope flew out from the fingers and entangled into the virtual forelimbs.
The fourth line of the road, gray rope.
boom.
The imaginary forelimbs were locked, and the forward rushing posture suddenly stopped, and fell heavily on the ground.
The fierce and fierce struggle, the gray rope bursts instantly, and the imaginary struggle wants to get up, but this short hesitation has already given Xia Yan time. He leaps high and appears on the back side of the virtual side, swaying to the virtual tail.
If you hurt your fingers, you might as well take a break and you can't kill each other in this attack. It is better to lower the attacking power of the opponent first.
puff.
The stout tail was in the stage of Xia Yan's full-fledged slashing, and he made a painful groan. He turned and used his claws to draw Xia Yan.
But Xia Yan’s toes were a little bit longer, and the body leaped high, avoiding the other’s claws and coming to the top of the virtual.
The boring tool tipped down and slammed down.
puff.
Xia Yan’s sickle plunged into the imaginary head, but only penetrated an inch, not the same as the muscle tail. The virtual head was wrapped in thick armor.
In this case, then cut down the virtual head.
Xia Yan made up his mind. At this time, Xu suddenly turned to one side. Xia Yan saw this scene and stepped on the virtual head and leaped high.
But at the same time as the virtual scrolling, he stretched out his claws and took a picture to Xia Yan’s abdomen.
Damn it.
Xia Yan was in the air, unable to dodge, only extended his left arm.
boom.
Xia Yan was beaten in the air, and the man flew out sideways, but rolled in the air, slowly landing, except for some slight pain in the arm, and did not suffer too much injury.
This is because Xia Yan used the eight repulsions of the road when he was in the air.
Form a spiritual shield on the outside of the arm to resist enemy attacks.
Although Xia Yan abandoned the humming, there is no problem in dealing with ordinary virtual attacks.
After Xia Yan landed, the virtual rushed toward Xia Yan, without the tail balance position, its body left and right.
Xia Yan raised his hand and pressed it gently on the ground. The next moment, the red smoke wrapped Xia Yan.
I rushed into the smoke, I couldn't see the sights around me, and I couldn't feel the existence of Xia Yan.
But at this moment, there was a low voice in the distance. "The monarch, the mask of flesh and blood, Vientiane, flapping the wings..."
When I heard the sound, I rushed toward the source. Just came to Xia Yan, a huge red fireball shot to the virtual.
The thirty-one of the broken road,
boom.
The fireball hit the imaginary head, and the flames burst, and when the flame dissipated, most of the virtual heads were destroyed.
"Roar."
It’s a painful sorrow, but it’s not dead yet.
At this time, Xia Yan’s knife flashed, and the imaginary head flew up and slammed on the ground.
The imaginary body fell to the ground and was dead and could no longer die.
At this time, the virtual figure slowly collapsed, and the sham killed by the sickle will be eliminated from sin, and the soul will enter the corpse and re-engage in the cycle.
Seeing the dying death, Xia Yan pounced on the ground, but then thought of something, ran to the real field.
At this time, the sixth grader was attracted by the vision born here, and rushed to the side, Qingyan shouted: "What happened?"
Xia Yan did not answer, Qingyan ran to Xia Yan's side, reached out to grab Xia Yan's shoulder, pulled his body, and now his eyes are full of tears, crying and said to Qingyan: "Shan Tian was attacked by imaginary, already dead."
Qingyan body trembled and jumped over Xia Yan to see it. Now Tian Tian is lying on the ground with a big hole in his chest. There is no breath.
Qingyan opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.
However, Bai Lu has a problem and asked: "Why, he attacked Zhentian Liangji, where is it now?"
"Yes, what about it? We went to kill it." Qingyan also asked anxiously.
Xia Yan cried and said: "I have killed it."
"killed?"
Qingyan gave a slight glimpse and asked: "You said you killed it."
Xia Yan nodded, Qingyan looked surprised, did not expect fourth-grade students can kill the virtual, at least until the fifth grade, will be internship with the virtual battle.
Qingyan nodded and patted Xia Yan’s shoulder and said,
Well, you killed it. You also avenged the murder of Sanada. Don’t be sad. What we have to do now is to send him back to the soul world. Let him be buried in the soul world and become part of the corpse."
Xia Yan nodded and cried, trying to pick up the body of Zhentian Liang, but was taken over by Qingyan and resisted on the shoulder.
"Get up, look like you are lying on the ground." White deer angered Nozawa Nozawa, who was lying on the ground and scared.
Xia Yan followed Qingyan and came to the front of the gate. Qingyan said to Bailu and Yidong: "At the end of the internship, our mission failed. You called the students, let's go back."
After receiving the reply, he looked at Xia Yan and said: "You go back with me and report to the teacher."
Xia Yan nodded, followed Qingyan into the gate, and returned to the corpse through the broken boundary and found the teacher.
Xia Yan reported the situation at that time, and waited for other students to come back and held a funeral for Zhentian Liang, before returning to the dormitory.
Xia Yan's eyes are red, and her heart is very sad.
Although the relationship between Sanada and his is not as close as Ai, but he is also a friend of his own.
Xia Yan can remember that he talked to himself when he entered the fourth grade, and he remembered that he borrowed his own notes, and even remembered that he asked himself to talk about ghosts.
Xia Yan regarded him as his friend, but his friend died in front of himself.
Xia Yan has some self-blame. If she can show up in advance, she will not have such a thing.
A Spai patted his shoulder and said, "If you are sad, you will cry."
A Yasui Rinji also participated in the funeral of Masato Ryo, and accompanied him to Xia Yan. He naturally knew what was born.
Xia Yan heard this and couldn’t help it anymore.