Chapter 174: The target of the public
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Descent of the Phoenix
- Yi Shi Feng Liu
- 374 characters
- 2021-02-04 11:07:58
This month looks so powerful, it turns out to be the case.
The strings are broken, and they can be sent without a wind blade. It is so simple to break the moon.
Some people in the VIP seats have turned their heads to look at the moon, not the opponents, the long looks good, and they are useless in their eyes.
When the blade is empty, the Liang Cheng sees the broken string in the hand of the moon, and there is a chill in the eyebrows. The backhand sword is cut off toward the neck of the moon.
There is no wind blade to send, and there is no internal force in the area, it is simply a blow.
Not far from the cloud, the face changed, and the slamming sound stood up, and the fan in the hand was horizontal, which seemed to be thrown out.
Just between this electric light and flint.
The moon that has been changing forever, suddenly smiles coldly, the index finger hooks, grabs the broken strings, and the ghost-like flash, not far from the sword of Liang Cheng, but deceives the front, the strings in the hand Draw.
The sun is shining and shining.
Everything that shines on the ground is shining.
However, at this moment, no one saw how Haoyue moved. No one saw how Haoyue stood behind Liang Cheng.
That kind of speed is not fast, but it is absolutely strange.
It is like a group of slow motions. It suddenly changes into a fast lens. In the middle of the moment, no one can see it clearly. It has become like that.
On the platform, Haoyue stood behind Liang Cheng, Yao Qin hugged in the left hand, his right hand was in front of Yin Hong's lips, a silvery silver silk bloomed between her fingers, very thin, very bright, it was a break The strings.
Liang Cheng’s back stood facing Haoyue, his face did not change, not even panic and strange colors, the sword in his hand was still holding, but he had lost his goal.
The straight body of the station slowly brewed red, and the red blood slowly flowed from the head and neck, and the blue clothes permeated the strange colors.
A small, silvery string hangs over his head and neck, deeply embedded in the flesh.