Chapter 3544: Defeat 1

3544 2:05:15 Kelly Wright
The blade contained the power belonging to Kong Jun. Therefore, based on the prediction, Kong Jun reacted cautiously and changed his shape, and he would avoid it. The moment he moved away, there was a continuous stream of mourning behind him sound.
"what!……"
"Roar ..."
"Pain! You hurt the wrong man, Kong ..."
The painful cry made Kong Jun's temples jump abruptly.
This woman has a good trick! Born to kill! Just now, she clearly saw every move she made, but for some reason, at the critical moment, there was nowhere to avoid. In particular, after she was seriously injured, she remained careless and indifferent like a smile. Was it not looking at them at all, or was it something else?
It's terrible!
Kong Jun's heart was tense, and he dared not imagine how strong the weak woman who looked at him was in front of him.
His back was cold and sweaty, and he already understood that he was not the woman's opponent, but he was also puzzled. Since she was so powerful, why was he still able to hit him?
"Is this your strength? It's really polite!" Qu Taner said lightly, and successfully saw Kong Jun's face turned green.
Unfortunately, at this time his face became green again, and he could not be the right pair.
Because, he avoided the fire dragon's attack, but he forgot to avoid it with the green cock!
Lu Qiao was unfortunately passed by a fan blade. At this time, countless wounds on his face and body, dripping with blood, were falling to the ground, and howling in pain among the fire kings.
This woman wanted to frame herself, and she was miserable, and Qu Taner didn't feel sorry for it.
Therefore, she only glanced over, then retracted her gaze, looking at the face of Kong Jun, whose eyes were bleak, her eyes raised.
Anyway, there are countless killings today, one more and not one, not worse than a Kong Jun!
She stepped sideways, stepped back a little, the beautiful little face leaned over, a plain hand had been raised, and rested on the invisible bowstring, she smiled, and without hesitation, fiddled with the delicate Moon Moon Curve in her hand bow.
The action is gentle, the apricot eyes are slightly convergent, the face is plum blossom, and the slightly lip corners are as beautiful as the picture of a beautiful woman whispering in the piano, but in this painting there are hidden irresistible killing opportunities.
Qu Taner said coldly: "Since you are so polite, now it is my turn to be polite!"
As soon as the bow bowed out of the moon, the light spot, like a needle, densely like drizzle, shot wide around.
This time, Qu Taner added a lot of purple gas, so the power was shocking. Obviously, it was a bunch of lights and arrows, but it made a cry of ghosts and deities, as if heaven had recruited the soldiers .
The torches on the streets went out under the wind.
But thousands of beams of light instantly lit up the street.
It happened at the very moment--
The time is very short, very short, only a few seconds, but the feeling of death is imminent, but it is as long as a lifetime.
Lying on the ground with injuries, howling kept, and those who were not injured stood stiffly, with their bodies as if framed.
Their pupils tightened, and they heard their rapid breathing, a messy heartbeat to jump out of their throats, and their despair for survival.
What is this woman in front of! She's terrible!
They had no ability to retreat at all, and could only keep their eyes open, watching the light dots pass through their eyes, face, throat, limbs, and trunk.
(End of this chapter)