Chapter 2039: Knife Spirit

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After Jianguang came to himself, he broke open the void, but it was silent.
There is no strong breath, no horrible power, and some are only a black sword that is not reflective, directly stabbing the head of Zi Yan.
Zi Yan held the scabbard in his left hand and looked up at the Qingfeng on the wall. The smile on his face was not reduced. I don’t know if I was still laughing and laughing, or I didn’t notice the killing behind me.
After the words fell, the gloomy face was alleviated. Although the purple cicada stood here, it has already said that the last piece of the holy crystal is gone, but by paying a piece of crystal in advance, I believe that this assassination must be Will make him very satisfied.
On the wall, everyone saw the anomaly behind the purple scorpion, and the look changed.
Around, everyone's face is also changing.
But... nothing more, in the face of this must kill a sword, the face change is already the limit of their expression can change, as for exclamation, not waiting for them to open their mouth, this sword has arrived behind the purple.
"Hey."
The purple scorpion still has no movements, and even the smile on his face has not been reduced. It seems that he is not aware of the anomaly behind him. Beside him, the emptiness trembles, a faint light, passing behind him.
This light is very light, if you don't look carefully, you can't detect it.
Everyone in the field seemed to be very nervous at the moment, and there was a lot of people who didn't notice the light.
So, they couldn't wait to exclaim, they just couldn't bear to close their eyes. Obviously, the next moment, the sword would pierce the purple skull.
"puff."
A soft whistle sounded in this extremely quiet atmosphere, and many monks with closed eyes were disappointed with a low sigh.
I did not expect that when people first came, they were assassinated.
"Peng."
Then, the sound of the landing of an object appeared. The monks with their eyes closed couldn't help but open their eyes. Then they saw the companion at the first sight and the horrified expression.
Then they looked at the battlefield and were completely dumbfounded.
I saw that the expression of Zi Yan did not change anything. His head was not pierced. Instead, the assassin who was killed behind him was pierced into the head and planted on the ground.
"How is this going."
These people obviously don't know what happened, their faces are full of doubts, but now, no one will answer their doubts. In fact, they have no time to ask their doubts.
Because of the assassination, it continues.
"Hey." "Hey." "Hey."...
The void again broke open, and the black light of the road appeared. Every black light carried the cold killing.
Compared with the silent and uninterested, this time the movement is a lot bigger, the horrible pressure instantly enveloped this piece of heaven and earth, a crazy killing, suffocating.
The assassination method of the assassin has always been strict. When it comes to the purple scorpion, it is endless, and a ring is bound.
It is obviously unrealistic to want to kill the existence of the purple sable.
The second wave of killing, the momentum is huge, from all directions, the Jianguang of the road, the thorns to the purple scorpion everywhere.
The smile on the face of Zi Yan finally converged. This is not the fear of the swords that are shot from all around, but the natural convergence, because no one will always have a smile on his face, so he is not confident and laughing, but Pure smirk.
The smile naturally converges, and the purple scorpion holds the left hand of the scabbard. It is still easy, even his state, it is extremely relaxed at this moment.
"Hey."
At the moment when these swordsmen arrived, the tremors rang again, and those who had not noticed the fascination of light had finally seen this time.
The faint light appeared on the side of the purple cicada, and then began to rotate around the purple cicada, and turned around in a circle.
In the process of this rotation, this fascinating light, sometimes changing direction, is not a perfect circle.
"Puff puff,……
Just as the fascinating flash of light flashes, every time a body of a black shadow passes, it will make such a squeaking sound, and in this way, the sound of the cymbal sounds nearly ten times.
The Jianguang in front of Ziyan, the energy contained in it, is abruptly dissipated. Only a glimpse of the wind is not very strong. It falls on the purple sable, which drives the black hair of the purple sable and blows the purple. The sly black robe, with the handsome face of Zi Yan, calm look, looks purple and more elegant.
All the Jianguang light dissipated after the fascinating light was withdrawn, followed by a black shadow, and the suspended body re-falls due to gravity, and the vitality is lost.
In the face of two waves of assassinations, the purple scorpion did not move, but it killed everyone.
"Hey." "Hey." "Hey." "Hey."
But this is not over, the third wave of assassinations appeared, this time is four figures, appearing on the purple face, above the sharp sword light, carrying the energy of the kill.
Under the mask, the eyes of the four people exposed outside are very cold and very decisive.
"Hey." "Hey."...
The light trembled again, and then there were four black shadows, shrouded the purple scorpion, the sharp sword light, flooding the heavens and the earth, and the cold murder, making the surrounding temperature drop sharply and become a cold.
"Assassin."
"These are assassins."
There have been four waves of attacks, and everyone has reacted, and a long-awaited exclamation has spread from afar.
But these exclamations are quickly overwhelmed by the raging energy. More people are watching this assassination. How can they feel these exclamations?
In addition to the sound of energy fluctuations, no other sounds can be heard in this world, and even the sound of fighting is not seen.
Looking at this attack from all sides, the purple face is calm, and there is a hint of indifference. The faint light that just disappeared appears again.
No one can still see, what the light is, just seeing this light, and once again began to flash.
"Puff puff."……
One, two, three, four...
As the voice sounded, everyone remembered the numbers silently. As long as the sound sounded eight times, it represented that the assassination in all directions failed again.
But this time, just in the sound of screaming, when it hits the sixth, the change appears again.
A sharp sword light appeared in the place where the light of the mist had just passed, and then stabbed toward the purple sable in front.
Jianguang appeared very abruptly. Obviously, it has already counted the route of the fascinating light. The faint light that has just passed, should not be able to return, then this sword is in front of Ziyan.
In the face of this sword, Zi Yan still did not hide, just closed his eyes.
Because of this sword, it is his eyes.
The eye is almost the weakness of all monks, and the assassin is so hard to succeed in attacking, naturally attacking the weakness of the purple.
However, the reaction of purpura is to close your eyes. What is the situation?
Close your eyes and die.
Many people can't understand.
According to the truth, the current purple scorpion can completely punch or retreat, but he does not, just close his eyes, as if he is waiting to die.
When I saw this scene, there was a sneer on my face, no matter what purpose the sable had at the moment, but as long as it was hit, it would be seriously injured if it was not dead, unless his body could block the blow, but Obviously impossible, no one can block such a assassination blow without any defense.
Even the holy ones will not work.
"Hey."
Among the assassin’s cold eyes, there was a touch of joy, a sharp sword light, and a purple eye, but then he felt like a thorn on a mountain of God, not only completely stabbed, but also one The stronger and more powerful force of the stock is uploaded from the closed eyes of Zi Yan.
Mars was shot everywhere, and the sound was heard all over the world. The purple scorpion stood there and did not move. The assassin who attacked was attacked by a huge force.
The voice at the moment just happened to be repeated twelve times, followed by the light of the mist, and after the flight back to the front, the re-hidden assassin rushed.
"puff."
In the void, another voice sounded, and the body of an assassin fell out of it.
This time the assassination was obviously a failure. There were more than 20 bodies on the ground, but at this moment everyone did not pay attention to the dead assassins. Instead, they looked at the purple eyes and the expression on their faces was completely It’s like seeing a ghost.
Because the previous assassination of the blow, did not break the purple body, ask how strong the purple body, in the end.
Without defending the defense, the assassin could not break the flesh of the purple scorpion. Once the sables hold up the defense, it is completely bad for King Kong.
On the face of the purple and indifferent, suddenly there was a cold color. He shouted at the empty space somewhere: "I want to run now, don't you feel late?"
When the words fall, the faint light beside the purple dragonfly begins to flash again. This time, the flashing, but there is no rule, and constantly go to the void somewhere.
"Hey." "Hey."...
In every flash of the fascinating light, there is a sound, and at the same time there will be a black shadow falling out of the void and losing its vitality.
The eyes of the purple eyes have turned into gold and silver, and the yin and yang eyes are fully launched.
The light of the mist is still flashing, sometimes very close to the purple sable, sometimes far away from the purple sable.
"Hey."
When the last flashing ~EbookFREE.me~ the light of the mist is to the side of the Qingfeng, completely penetrated the void.
An assassin, who fell out of Qingfeng not far away, made Ao Qing’s surprise, and there was a cold sweat on his forehead.
At this moment, the scene is silent, all eyes are looking at the purple, now is the performance time of the purple.
The fascinating light, with unimaginable power, is constantly flashing and full of lethality.
As the last light fell, the fascinating light returned to the side of the purple scorpion. At this moment, the talents clearly saw that the fascinating light turned out to be a little elf, shaking its wings, and some chubby. lovely.
But no one can hang this little thing with cuteness, because it is its existence that has shattered all the assassinations.
Looking at the bodies on the ground, almost always from the front of the purple scorpion, to the bottom of the Qingfeng, at this moment, everyone seems to understand why the sable is deliberately stopped at 500 meters.
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