: 662 I am too lazy to go.

"The seven nights of the living."
"Inferior fraudsters."
Among the cracked Mars, Fang and Luo Ya turned the innermost impression of the other party into a short speech, which made the language seem to become a sharp blade, piercing the other's tympanic membrane.
In the face of the verbal attack that penetrated the tympanic membrane, Fang Li and Luo Ya both laughed.
Only eyes, a calm, a murder.
In the next second, Fang and Luo Ya were like an appointment, and at the same time withdrew their weapons and took a step back.
However, the retreating foot, but in the moment of falling, suddenly made a strong effort, so that the side and Roya's body shape at the same time smashed out.
"choke!"
The sharp dagger is like an icy moon arc that crosses the sky.
"laugh!"
The knives of the scorpion, like the claws of the beast, cut through the air.
"clang!"
As if ringing the bell, the deadly murders collided at the same time, letting Mars explode like a fireworks, illuminating the surroundings.
With this signal, the fierce confrontation has sprung up.
Along with a knives and swords, countless knives illuminate in this space, like a gust of wind and rain, venting to the other side.
Fang Li and Luo Ya face each other, and the line of sight is tightly joined together. The weapon in the hand is completely slammed into a raging slam, slashing at an alarming rate, cutting the atmosphere, constantly colliding. piece.
"Hey!"
In the endless stream of crossfire, Mars is like dust falling in the space, and it is extremely frequent.
It was a real storm.
Each knife's knives are a stream of air.
Every collision is a stir.
The storm of the blade edged the sword and the sword of the stinging eye mask between Fang and Luo Ya. While slamming each other, they violently danced, making the cold knife light seem invisible. Grabbed in all directions.
"Snapped!"
A gravel just fell into the shadow of the sword, and was immediately cut into pieces by thousands of snipers.
"puff!"
The surrounding ground was swept by a knife-like knives, as if a wound was cut, and the crack was directly pulled out.
The raging slash between Fang Li and Luo Ya did not know how many times it was carried out in less than a second, so that the ground around the two people became completely bruised after a few seconds. No one is in good condition.
And the dangers of this are far more than the level that others see.
That is the only problem that Fang Li and Luo Ya know.
"laugh!"
In the sharp sound of the air, the sharp dagger bypassed a mysterious and mysterious trajectory, passing through countless swords and swords, flashing to the neck of the dead.
There, there is a crack-like line that symbolizes the end, representing a fatal weakness.
"Hey!"
However, the sharp dagger was quickly bounced off by the smashing knife that was suddenly withdrawn.
Just like knowing in advance that Fang Li will attack there, Luo Ya with a calm sneer, will block the deadly blow.
Then, in the eyes of Roya, there was a sigh of suffocation, and the knife in his hand suddenly became violent, and also passed through countless knives and swords, and went straight to the chest in the square.
There, there is also a crack-like line that is clearly printed into Roya's field of vision.
"Tear it..."
In the fierce edge of the sharp blade, such a trivial, and soon the tearing of the past cover up.
It was the sound of the cut in front of the clothes in front of the square.
I saw that, in the right place, a sideways body, a calm face, flashed the knife from the spurs.
The blade just flashed the skin in the square, cut the clothes in the square, and let a little cloth fall to the ground.
However, at this moment, the dagger in the hands of Fang Li is a quick attack.
Moreover, the speed is far more than the previous storm-like slash.
"!"
Suddenly, the speed of the flash made Deroya almost responded, but after the reaction, he quickly raised his head.
"Hey!"
In the crisp and windy sound, the dagger flashed in front of Roja's neck.
On the cold blade, the cold touch has touched Roya's skin.
"Hey!" Roya immediately screamed, and finally stopped the attack, his feet slammed, and quickly retreated.
The sword in this space has not subsided until this time, and gradually fades away.
Silence, began to cover this piece of construction site.
Just like nothing happened before, everything moves quietly and silently.
Only the crack in the ground, telling others that the storm sniper has been a real thing.
However, after such a fierce battle, the postures of the two sides of the battle are completely different.
Fang Li was looking down and glanced at his shaved clothes.
Luo Ya touched his neck, touched a little red liquid from above, felt the slight tingling, and the expression became gloomy.
However, Roya soon laughed again.
"Isn't this very interesting?" Roya grinned like a snake: "Sure enough, compared with Yuan Ye Zhigui, your completion is higher. Should you say that you are a descendant of the murderer?"
"Before you look for you in Tono, you are right." Roya pressed his head and felt his joy, shaking his shoulders and laughing. "If you kill you." That must be a great pleasure?"
The joy of Roya, in exchange for the opposite indifferent expression in the square.
"How many times did you think I had honed myself in order to get to where I am today?"
Fang Li looked up and looked at Roya. The ice-blue magic eyes shimmered, and I couldn't see the feelings inside. I just said this.
"Which is like a great deceased adult. In order to gain strength, the first is to swindle the princess of the true ancestor, and to absorb the blood of the people, and to absorb the blood of the people who are dead, to have the power of the present, it should be spent. Less thoughts?"
After all, although Roya is also one of the oldest dead, and because of the strongest ancestors, he became a dead, and his strength and potential are the highest.
It is time to move, and the rest of the dead continue to accumulate their own strength for a long time. Only Roya is constantly reincarnation, plus the difference of reincarnation individuals, the ability is also uneven, but it is more than just beginning to transform into The first generation of the dead was still weak.
Therefore, Roya is at least several levels of strength compared to the dead of Nero.
However, the combat power that Roya has just shown is unusually amazing, and I am afraid that I can match myself in the first generation.
Even, the faintness is over the past.
That can only explain one problem.
The power of Nero was plundered by this guy.
"Unfortunately, after all, it still does not flow."
The party raised the dagger in his hand and pointed to the past.
"I am too lazy to go with guys like you."