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Seven-three * fiction__ 网 www.73x ~ This is the purpose of Nightmare. It successfully angered Lian Ye and made him out of control. His offensive rhythm must also be disrupted. Just like the two knives just now, although it looks like The coming was fierce, but all of them depended on the strength of the puppets themselves. Their swordsmanship was full of loopholes, which was why the nightmare dragged the wounded body and could easily deal with it.

"Lian Ye, you have only three moves left, so be careful." Meng Yan laughed.

"Damn, I got the stunner." Lian Ye took a breath, and he was sly like a fox, but he still saw the means of nightmare, and wasted two shots in vain.

From a dark night, looking from afar, the two silhouettes in the park are blurred, like ghosts, and they sparkle from time to time ...

"Xing Ye, I see how you can defend next." Lian Ye sneered, inserting the split knife on the ground, and Nightmare didn't dare to carelessly, holding the halberds in anger.

Lian Ye stood silently in place, but the next scene made Meng Xun's eyes dazzle. Lian Ye's body disappeared little by little, gradually mingling with the night. Of course, Lian Ye would not retreat and leave. Instead, he wanted to take advantage of the sneak attack, and Nightmare became even more nervous now.

The evening wind blows, blows the lawn leaves, and makes a "rustle" sound. Nightmare raises his ears and pays attention to every move around him. Although the refining can be invisible, it does not disappear completely, even if he does not disappear. Just a little bit.

The competition between ordinary people is still difficult to listen to the wind. If the opponent is a fierce cultivator, a life of nine deaths, nightmare closed his eyes, the body is relaxed, and the practice of training is not only a test of martial arts, but also a test of psychology Pressure-bearing ability, in the case of nervous tension, it is impossible to achieve static heart water, nor can it be a perfect listening position.

The distance between the two people is 20 meters. If they are ordinary people, it takes about three or four seconds to run past, but if they are masters of cultivation, it may only be an instant.

"Russia." Lianhua moved.

"Bang." In the next second, the two weapons collided together and sparked. The refining attack was very tricky. It turned out to be the nightmare of the nightmare. Once stabbed to the left, it will run through the heart and die on the spot.

And the nightmare was almost instinctively parrying, the time was too short, and there was no time to be fully prepared. Although it was difficult to block the sword, the blade at the end was still behind him, and the blood overflowed and stained him. The white robe, the evil spirit on the cracked sword attached to the wound, making the nightmare painful.

"Bang." Lian Ye waved his backhand and cut the blade straight towards Nightmare's neck. When the blade was about to hit the neck, in a matter of seconds, Nightmare blocked it afterwards, if it was a little later He is different.

After the two most thrilling moves, Lian Ye is the last one left. If he can't defeat Nightmare, he loses.

"Xing Ye, you are really an undead Xiaoqiang." Lian Ye looked stubbornly, and stared at the nightmare fiercely. His right hand holding the Cleft Knife couldn't help trembling, which was angered.

"But the next trick, you must die." During the refining of the concubine, the energy was continuously injected into the craving, and the light blue blade that originally emitted gradually became dark blue, and the faint light turned. It was extremely dazzling. The wind around him also formed a wind vortex around him. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the wind was howling, all the leaves and grass and soil were rolled up.

"Destroy the heavens and the earth." Lian Ye held up his split knife and waved it vigorously, a blue crescent-like knife gas gradually formed in the air, and suddenly rushed towards the nightmare ...

The strong knife gas, like a harvester, willfully cuts the obstacle in front of him in half. This time he injected all the energy of Kistler. The momentum is even stronger than the last time Ye Shikai endured. The blue is curved. The sword's qi, like the same meniscus, is like a sickle of death.

"Ah." Nightmare was seriously injured, unable to escape this severe trick, holding a halberd in her arms and standing on her chest, forming a black energy hood again, different from the previous fourth move, destroying the world It's a smashing technique of refining maggots, not to scatter energy everywhere, but to focus on one direction. In addition, this time, with all his strength, the crescent-like sword easily broke the nightmare's energy hood and hit him straight. On his body ...

Huge energy passed through, blasting into the small forest behind, like a bomb blast, lifted all the grass and dirt all over the ground. For a time, the sky was filled with dust and the nightmare was in it.

"No." At this moment, a cry came out from Broken Bridge, and Phantom Fox looked dullly in the distance, and the crystal tears struck his cheeks.

"Haha, Xing Ye, you will definitely die this time." Lian Ye smiled recklessly. This is a laugh from the heart. These ten tricks ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ He tried all the tricks again , Including stealth, regeneration, strange stone energy, destroying the world, but nightmare is like Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, he can't be killed alive. Therefore, in this last move, he tried his best, he was confident, even Ye Shikai Can't stop it, let alone a nightmare.

But the lore just now, Lian Ye looked very clear. After the nightmare was severely damaged, he had fallen to the ground. Now he was dead in it. Lian Ye returned to the broken bridge proudly, with one hand. Showed the fox's playful face.

"Xing Ling is dead, you should be damned." Lian Ye said condescendingly, with a domineering look in his tone, seeing the magical fox over his head, his face looked cold, and Lian Ye became angry.

"Well, do you think the Hades will still leave you, now that the Starlings are dying because of you, it is already your life that they are not killing you." Lian Ye said fiercely.

"Oh, then I suggest you don't accept me anymore. Since he died in your hands, then you have to be careful, maybe one day, you will die in my hands." Magic Fox's eyes were dull and nightmare. The news of the death caused tremendous damage to her spirit, and instead of anger and laughter, she began to threaten cynicism.

"Huh." Lian Yiqi didn't hit one spot, and slapped him on the face of Magic Fox, and soon a red mark appeared on that pretty face.

"Nightmare." Suddenly, Magic Fox shouted into the distant smoke and dust, and a black figure slowly emerged from the smoke and dust, looking like he was seriously injured and unable to support him.

"Cough ... Lian Ye ... Ten moves have passed ... You let her go." Out of the smoke, Nightmare shouted exhaustedly, coughing blood one step at a time, struggling to the broken bridge, the soft armor on her body was broken. Unbearable.

(End of this chapter)

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