Chapter 562: Five hundred sixty five

Chapter 562: Life and Death
Because I believe that the martial arts researchers of the Xiao family, after Tang Luo became a giant, Xiao Ziyu whistled out all the eight flame dragons in the stele dragon picture, but at this time he tasted the bitter fruit.
Even if the whole body was covered by the different fire spirit armor, the coldness in my heart couldn't stop, and the whole body seemed to be frozen, even turning around could not be done.
The battle situation suddenly reversed, Xiao Ziyu's middle door opened wide, and the silver-gray giant reached out and grabbed his head and lifted it high into the sky.
The Flame Armor burst out and wanted to burn the giant, but was blocked by the Godsend Silver Armor and couldn't get in. The layer of innate qi covering the giant body's surface is amazing.
But after all, the different fire is a spiritual thing of heaven and earth, even Gentu's innate air can't protect it for long.
It's just that Tang Luo didn't intend to stay in a stalemate, since he had promised Master Zong Zheng to take over the task, he would fight quickly.
While running the ghost shadow step, Void Stomach’s 90 million magical medicine Baoguang masterpiece, condensed to the extreme by the innate yin and yang large grinding disc, facing the stele dragon picture carved on the back by Xiao Ziyu, Tang Luo opened up and braved the five-color brilliance Huge mouth.
Countless streamers roared out when the giant opened his mouth, and blasted on the back of the fire doll in the giant's hand.
The arbitrator was shocked and announced the end of the battle. The dragon shadow of God was like a mysterious light stabbing at the arm of the giant. The eight flame dragons that swept back by Xiao Ziyu wailed and turned into nothingness, and the stele dragon faced the innate with all its strength. The sword was shattered without any resistance, even with Xiao Ziyu's entire back.
The stream of light in the huge population continued, and the Innate Divine Sword smashed into Xiao Ziyu's body, and the innate Divine Sword with its lungs, heart, and full firepower did not show any mercy, completely smashing Xiao Ziyu's vitality.
Feeling the power of the dragon shadow coming, the giant threw Xiao Ziyu in his palm towards the dragon shadow, like a red streamer.
Xiao Qi's supernatural power dragon shadow hurriedly changed his attack to a pan, and gently caught Xiao Ziyu's body, but at this moment Xiao Ziyu no longer had the style of the first war.
The amazingly powerful different fire armor, without the shackles of Vulcan's blood, spread out clearly and extinguished. When the alien fire armor dispersed, the crowd saw the appearance of Xiao Ziyu at this time. A large hole appeared in the back and chest. The heart and lungs were missing. A large amount of blood poured out wildly, bringing the original bright red shirt. Dyed dark red.
With just one blow, Xiao Ziyu, the invincible "Eight Flame Dragon", was seriously injured and dying. Perhaps it is not appropriate to say that he is dying, because anyone who sees a mortal warrior without a heart is bound to die.
After doing all this, Tang Luo quickly changed positions and returned to the north of the summit, carefully guarding Xiao Qi who had landed and the white-haired old man flying down to the east.
At this time, the arbitrator was full of sorrow, holding Xiao Ziyu's body and falling to the ground, while shouting at the doctor, he kept stuffing the spirit medicine in Xiao Ziyu's hollow chest and abdomen.
But the white-haired old man who landed on the ground for the first time saw the condition of Xiao Ziyu's body, his face also changed, and he took Xiao Ziyu's body with a volume of spiritual energy and began to treat.
First, a cyan ray of light filled Xiao Ziyu’s chest and abdomen with his left hand, and then his right hand was pressed on his Tianling, the medicine sac on his waist automatically opened the mouth of the bag, and the precious medicine worth millions of gold was poured into Xiao Ziyu. In the mouth.
But at this time Xiao Ziyu not only didn't get better, but his face was even more gray, and the white-haired man's expression became more solemn. After a while, the blue light faded away.
Without the blue light and covering their eyes, everyone could see clearly that even though Xiao Ziyu no longer oozes blood at this moment, and the cavity in his chest and abdomen is filled with a green color, there is no life left.
The white-haired old man looked slumped, and said painfully towards Xiao Qi who was aside: "Young patriarch, sad."
Although he tried his best, Xiao Ziyu's injury was so serious that he was unable to recover. For a healer, nothing was more annoying than this.
The end of martial arts, one horizontal and vertical. Since it is a battle by appointment, there must be victory or defeat; since it is victory or defeat, there must be life and death.
This is not a play house. Choosing the road of martial artist means that you may die, but Xiao Ziyu's death came too fast and too urgently. Didn't he still have the upper hand? How could he be born and die in one blow?
The strong men who watched the battle had the illusion of a trance, only on the land of the south, Mi Hai, the first seat of Mi Hai, and a strange old man with a smile on his mouth.
"Grandpa, your curse cultivation is really unfathomable. I just sit next to you and don't even feel a trace of curse fluctuations. Maybe Xiao Ziyu didn't know until he died, why he was so stiff, he couldn't even move his fingers. ." Mi Hai looked at the flustered Chixia Peak and complimented the old man beside him.
The old man called the grandfather was like being dug out from the grave, his whole body exuding the stench of corpses, his pupils were strangely pale, and the corpse spots on his cheeks and neck looked even more crippled.
The elders of the Mi clan who have studied curses for more than a hundred years are accompanied by the corpse nightmare. Although the frontal combat ability is not the peak, the one-handed killing and invisible spells are the first of the Mi clan, so the patriarch Mijin and the young patriarch Mi Shen follow Among several plans, the old man was finally chosen to do this.
"The most important thing for a good plan is to make the person being designed think that it is the result of his own completion."
I still remember how Mishen explained this plan to the two of them before leaving: "Grandfather's curse is enough to quietly control Xiao Ziyu for a moment, and just leave the rest to Tang Luo."
Returning to the clan, Mi Yang has revealed the details and details of the failed attack, and made Mi Family more confident in this seemingly simple plan. Although he is very reluctant to admit it, Tang Luo is indeed the strongest offspring of Xiling. Where the warrior.
Even from a certain point of view, he is stronger than Xu Laoying who covers Xiling. He can resist the violent physique of the peak of the fierce state, and can cut the innate sword of the willow and the body of Gentu innate aura. Ghostly shenfa.
Any mortal warrior who faced Tang Luo probably only had two words of despair, and Xiao Ziyu was no exception.
Helping the weak to design the strong is actually very troublesome, because it involves a lot of weakening process, but it is very easy to help the strong design the weak. All you have to do is a little push, and the strong can get things done cleanly.
Just as Tang Luo did now, Mi Hai, the first in Luan, and Mi Jiu, the master of spells, smiled very satisfied.
At the top of Chixia Peak, looking at the sad and regretful appearances of the warriors of the Xiao family and the whispering of the strong onlookers, Tang Luo yawned and said impatiently, "Hey, hey, I say you It's almost done. The trash thing is not able to challenge itself. If I die, how can I save it? Hurry up to announce that I won, and I have to go back and get some sleep!"
Arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant.
These harsh and ruthless words gave the Xiao family's strong men an angry vent in an instant, and even those family strong men who were only invited to watch the game turned their dissatisfaction eyes on Tang Luo.
(End of this chapter)