unscrupulous angel

Ling Guanghao, who lost his mind, seemed to have turned into a wild beast!

His attacks were crazy, fierce, and without any tricks.Attacking all by instinct, in consciousness, it seems that there is only one thought, that is to kill one's enemy.

The big hooligan sneered secretly, such a fierce and crazy attack, an ordinary practitioner would naturally be unable to deal with it.But for the extremely strong, such an attack is really no threat at all.

I saw him dodging effortlessly, and from time to time he swung the Zhantian Saber in his hand, leaving a scar on Ling Guanghao's body.

Ling Guanghao didn't care about his injury at all. At this moment, he didn't seem to know the pain anymore.He was just attacking, and attacking!

"Oh, poor baby, you have such a poor mental capacity, I really don't know how you became an extremely strong person." The gangster shook his head secretly, in all fairness, Ling Guanghao's strength is not bad at all.If he can keep calm, even if he suffers from weapons, it will not be an easy task for the big gangster to win.

But he was dazzled by anger and completely lost his mind.

There is no suspense in the battle on the battlefield!

The old hooligan, Lao Wu, Mo Tianling, Taoist Tianmo, hooligan dragon and others who were watching the battle couldn't help shaking their heads at this time.

A person's strength is the embodiment of the sum of many aspects.It is absolutely not enough to have a strong combat power.State of mind, mental capacity, it doesn't seem like a big deal on the surface.

But in the face of the battle of life and death, whether the heart is strong or not is too important!

Ling Guanghao's performance at this time undoubtedly sounded the alarm for them.

"Enough playing, let's end this battle." About half an hour later, the big hooligan sighed softly, and the Heaven Zhan Dao in his hand suddenly glowed red, and then he slashed out.

An ordinary knife, but it contains the power of accidental injury.

This knife is exactly the strongest knife created by the big hooligan--cut the sky and break the earth!

It was fiery red, exuding a cold and murderous knife light, flashing and dying.

But Ling Guanghao stopped suddenly.The whole person seemed to have been given a body fixation technique.

After a while, blood gushed out from Ling Guanghao's waist.Immediately afterwards, Ling Guanghao's body was cut into two pieces, apparently dead enough to die no more.

"It's boring!" The big hooligan exhaled forcefully, his expression looking a little lonely.I thought it would be a vigorous battle, but who would have thought that it would be anticlimactic in the end.

In this battle, winning is winning, but he won't be happy!

Uh, maybe the big gangster is a little bit pretending to be 13 when he thinks so.But in his heart, he felt so.That kind of feeling that there is still energy but not used is quite painful.

Could it be that this is the loneliness of a master?

As soon as this idea came to his mind, the big hooligan threw it directly into the stinking ditch.

Master?He is a master of hair.

Others don't say, just the old hooligan, he is not sure to win.What's more, compared with the old rascal, that guy, Son of Hope, is definitely stronger than weaker!

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it, let it be." Taking a deep breath, the big hooligan turned around, walked through the air, and slowly returned to the camp of the coalition forces.

At this time, the coalition forces cheered loudly.On the other hand, the army of the seventh race is full of ideas, each of them is like eggplants beaten by frost.

The big gangster doesn't care much about these things, he is really not in a good mood right now.When he walked to Sophie's side, he said casually, "I'll leave the rest to you, and I won't interfere."