Food Hunter

Of course, the Il fans would not guess, the undulating mind power of the body was covered with a film on the body surface, and also used 【Jian】.

There is no wind, and the sand is swept away by the remaining power of the aura.

Ilmi stomped on the ground, shaking out a cloud of sand, covering his body.

The person who came is not good, no need to say more.

Five bead-headed needles passed through the sand mist wrapped in thought power, and came to Luo in the blink of an eye.

Luo took out God from the black cat space, swung the knife to cut the Feizhu head needle, and at the same time lifted the sand mist with the knife's momentum, but Ilmi was nowhere to be seen.

At this kind of moment, people with rich combat experience are likely to shift their judgment to the top of their heads, thinking that the reason why the target is missing in that situation is basically because it is in the air.

However, Luo didn't even look at the top of his head, and thrust his backhand straight into the ground.

"Boom!"

The sand on the soles of the feet is flying like a wave.

A figure flew backwards from the sand waves, fell from the air on the sand, supported the ground with one hand, and drew a clear ditch.

After Ilmi stopped, he adjusted his posture without seeing the cracks in his clothes.

At this moment, Luo got close, and the long knife hit the heart of Ilmi.

Yierfan adjusted his posture in time to deal with it, so that he had spare time to avoid Cairo's knife.

After avoiding, Ilmi retreated backwards, trying to get away.

Luo did not chase, raising the knife and slashing forward. Almost when he made a move, a mighty general appeared behind him. Then, the general and Luo's movements were basically synchronized, raising the knife and slashing.

Suddenly, the white light knife shadow fell like thunder, slashing towards Ilmi who was retreating rapidly.

laugh!

On the sand, a huge long crack suddenly opened.

Ilmi escaped dangerously and dangerously, standing on the edge of the crack, his left arm was completely exposed to the air, and the sleeve was crushed into powder by the aftermath of the slash.

If it weren't for a quick return to defense with "flow", this arm would probably be useless.

"If you hit head-on, you will definitely die."

Glancing sideways at the cracks in the sand near his feet, a dignified flash of dignity flashed in Ilmi's dark eyes.

This knife failed, Luo was slightly surprised, but he didn't care about the waste of mental power. He teleported several times in succession and approached Ilmi.

Seeing that Luo was about to threaten him at close range, Yi Ermi waved his hands, and dozens of bead-headed needles were all wrapped in thought power and flew towards Luo.

At the same time, Ilmi once again stepped out a lot of sand and dust to provide concealment.

Such a move was obviously intended to retreat.

Luo understood Ilmi's thoughts, his figure was like electricity, and he swung a knife to shoot down the bead pin, rushing into the sand and mist at an unabated speed.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Luo's thought power exploded several times, and a few teleports shortened the distance.

Ilmi turned around, repeated the old technique, and shot dozens of bead needles again, and at the same time frequently used the desert terrain to shake off the sand and dust, which had the effect of obscuring the line of sight.

Perhaps the retreat had already been made, and Ilmi repeated the old trick three times, just to hinder Luo's pursuit.

It's another beaded needle and Gaza Fog.

Luo easily shot down the bead head needle, and suddenly felt that the direction of the sand and dust flow was different, but it was Ilfan who suddenly killed the carbine.

To create the illusion of being unmatched and then eager to escape is to create the only opportunity to attack.

This move indeed fits the operating system's one-shot kill.

So, the goal of Irfan is to put a needle in my head.

With his thoughts running like lightning, Luo suddenly put away God, stretched out his hand, and accurately caught Ilmi's left wrist.

When the two of them touched their limbs, the strong wind surged, blowing away the dust.

"what?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Ilmi's eyes, but his right hand did not stop at all, holding the needle and inserting it into Luo's head at the fastest speed.

After deciding to fight back, knowing that this is the only opportunity, it is naturally impossible to pin the attack on only one hand, so both hands have a bead pin.

However, he never expected that Luo would abandon the knife and choose to control his wrist with his bare hands.

And the target of choice is not his dominant hand, but the left hand.

So, what purpose does Luo have in doing this, just to control his own actions?

What is even more incomprehensible is to throw away the knife with his hands.

Judging from the slashing process that the general slashed just now, it should be synchronized with Luo's movements, so if Luo puts away the knife, it is very likely that he will not be able to initiate that powerful slash.

Il fans didn't have extra time to think about the reason, he just wanted to insert a needle into Luo's head and win the fight.

When the gleaming needle was about to pierce Luo's head, the corner of Yiermi’s eyes was filled with a white figure, but it was the white jade general, but it was smaller and the size was no different from that of a person, standing in Luo. Behind.

Then, General Bai Yu's long knife passed through Luo Kong's left sleeve and slashed on his right arm.

"So fast!"

A ray of light swept past his right arm, and then felt a little tingling sensation, and then the word "so fast" popped up in his mind.

At that moment, you don't need to witness it with your own eyes to know that the right arm was cut off.

In such a dangerous situation, Yiermi lowered his head without changing his face, and quickly used his mouth to hold a bead pin hanging on the edge of the collar~www.ltnovel.com~ and then agitated and spit the bead pin closer. Luo is close at hand.

This is his only chance right now, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is dying to fight back.

Seeing Il Fan making such a quick counterattack in desperation, Luo had to compliment, however, it was meaningless.

Luo just opened his mouth and bit the beaded needle.

Ilmi's expressionless face finally showed a look of surprise.

At this time, Luo's right hand's thought power suddenly exploded, forcing Ilmi to subconsciously gather his thought power to resist.

Grasping this opportunity, Luo drove the Illusion fan away, and at the same time, like picking the stars and taking the moon, he pulled out the beating heart of Illusion when he passed by.

puff.

The broken arm that flew into the air first landed on the sand, and the sand was dyed red for a moment, and then Ilmi adjusted his posture and landed steadily, blood spurting from the broken arm.

Puff through, puff through.

Luo squeezed his heart with one hand and calmly looked at the bewildered Yi Er fan.

"So you didn't mean to kill me."

Ilmi looked at the heart in Luo's hand, his expression and even his tone returned to a dead face.

In the practice of creating illusions and creating opportunities, he had to admit that he was defeated, and he was indeed amazed by Rona's knife through the empty left sleeve.

That is, the practice of turning one's own disadvantages into advantages.

However, Luo did not take his own life in the first place, which shows that Luo's original intention was not to kill himself.

"Guess it."

Luo Yang tossed the heart with his hand, then realized the book, turned the pages of the book, wiped it in the air, sealed the heart in the pages of the book, and then removed the book.

"Your heart will be placed here first. Don't worry, the actions you have done so far are not enough to constitute a reason to kill you. So, be grateful for being a member of the Hakka."