The Domestic Hero

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"Wait, what did the night witch say?"

"She wants to **** the red tank?"

"Huh, it's such a big tone, I remember that she wasn't as good as A + level?"

"I admit that she is very strong, but the strength of the A + level, you want to destroy the red tank? It is too exaggerated."

The audience had a lot of discussions. The red tank, Christophe Meev, was among the top players in the top half of all the half-step S-level seed players in the competition. It is not comparable to the role of the head-down master Kazan. .

The night witch's method is indeed strange and poisonous, but with the strength of the A + level, he wants to defeat the red tank, and no one will take it seriously.

"Game start!"

The host Sean announced loudly that the atmosphere on the ring gradually blew away.

In the sunlight, Wu Ya Ange sneered at the corner of his mouth and stood quietly.

A black tight leather jacket, her proportion is almost perfect figure, set off **** sexy. Her beautiful short black hair made her already beautiful and beautiful face, which was capable and sassy.

In particular, a pair of eyes that look forward and have a glossy flow, expressive and moving, charming and watery, as if they can reach the depths of the soul at a glance, making them trapped and unable to extricate themselves.

But who can imagine that it is such a figure and appearance that is so beautiful that it is a thrilling Oriental woman, but it hides fatal viciousness and terrible, just like a demon with angel appearance.

No, in the eyes of her enemies, she is more terrifying than demons and more poisonous than vipers.

"Night Witch, as a newcomer to our friendly neighbor, your talent is as amazing as the Son of Fire, but I don't want to hurt you, you admit defeat." The red tank took off its sunglasses, revealing a pair of sharp sword-like eyes .

The Ange that was watched by his eyes suddenly seemed like a mountain crush.

Under such a powerful and overbearing power, people with low strength might even lose their resistance because of inner fear.

However, An Ge seemed to be unaffected, and the lingering black qi began to linger around her, giving her the illusion that she would become a ray of black qi at any time and disappear on the ring.

"Don't want to hurt me? Giggle ..." Wuya Angemei's eyes flickered and raised her lips, sneering. "Are you sure you have that skill, can you hurt me?"

With that, there was a wave of fluctuations in the space around her body. A fist-sized, eerie one-eye composed entirely of black gas, dragging a long black gas tail, jumped out of her body.

It was like a flexible snake, wearing layers of black gas, and quietly wrapped around her body.

"I know this thing, this is the holy weapon grade material that the child of flame previously gave to her," the pupil of the nightmare "!"

As soon as this kind of weird object appeared like a viper's eyes, many audiences recognized it.

This kind of treasure can not only help users to understand the law of darkness, but also have magical effects such as absorbing light and other magical effects. The value is very precious, and it is no less than that of Nan Lian's "Ancient Snow Soul".

But now this nightmare pupil looks slightly different from before.

At this time, it was no longer the lens at that time, but a pure dark energy. It seemed to have merged with Uya Ange, floating beside Ange, like a demon elf, full of spirituality.

On the ring, with the appearance of the nightmare pupil, the light around Ange vanished in vain. A large amount of black mist floated around her body, and every inch of the emergence swallowed the surrounding light and scenery for an inch.

Without a moment, most of Uya Ange ’s body seemed to melt into the darkness. The black mist around it was like a black hole that swallowed everything. All the light sources and life close to it seemed to be wiped out. .

The silent breath of terror, like the cold cold wave, is spreading to all corners of the venue with this dark as the center.

The audience's instinctive fear of darkness in the heart of the scene was pulled out a little. Some of the lower-powered audiences were already thrilled, and the cold hairs of the whole body were unconsciously upright.

There were also a few high-powered viewers who could not help being surprised when they saw the famous halls at a glance.

"Okay, pure dark elements, this is the power of the law!"

"Doesn't it mean that the night witch has already absorbed the" nightmare pupil "and has taken a half step in the S class?"

"Why? That's a holy weapon, Huangfu Nanlian can absorb the 'old snow spirit', it is already a miracle, but how can the night witch do it? How high a dark affinity does she have to be able to do To this point? "

"Wait, since she has already stepped halfway into the S-Class, why hasn't her breath been revealed before?"

"Are you stupid? Why should the night witch leak it out? Is this what the back hand understands?"

"Hiss, Hua Xiaguo players, the cards are so deep!"

"I thought that the most backhand is the son of flame. As a result, everyone around the child of the flame has a backhand. I don't know what you think. Anyway, people in China, I dare not provoke.

The audience was surprised, and Wang Yan was quite surprised.

He turned his eyes to look at Nan Lian around him, "Sister An Ge has also advanced to the half-step S-class? When was this happening, why didn't I find out?"

"I don't know." Nan Lian raised her mouth and smiled with some relief, then thought for a while, and said quietly, "After we played mahjong with your maid, she stayed in the room alone for a day , Maybe it was then. "

"It turned out to be like this." Wang Yan smiled with some joy and some distress.

Wuya Ange grew up in an orphanage since childhood, and has always been a silent effort alone. Her strong and spicy appearance is just to protect her shell.

Under this hard shell, how much sweat and effort has been paid, I am afraid only she herself knows.

Since this conference, there are many strong people, and the partners around her are constantly making progress. She must also bury this stubbornness that does not fall behind in her heart and secretly work hard.

As for the hidden breath, Wang Yan couldn't help thinking of his experience of following Ange, learning to sneak and track.

Her skills in this area have also been guided by her, and she must be attentive to calm her breath, which is impossible for outsiders to detect.

"Slap, pop."

On the other side of the ring, the red tank gently clapped its hands, "The night witch Wuya Ange, really well-deserved reputation, good talent and dark affinity."

"However, you can't win me just because you have just reached the half-step S-class strength." The red tank said with a fixed gaze, a vigorous life force, like translucent steam, coming out through the body.

In an instant, all the quietly spread to his side, the black mist like the claws all blown away.

The scene immediately recalled a series of comments, "Is this a grudge?"

"No, it seems to be more pure and rich than ordinary grudges!"

"This should be a higher level of life."

The audience at the scene guessed right. The outward release of the life force of the red tank is very similar to the grudge and the horrible gas of the Chinese Taoist.

It is a special ability that continuously strengthens the body strength, and after the vitality reaches a certain strength, it is excited from the inside of the body.

The strength of this ability is closely related to the strength of one's own life force.

Powers who can use this power of vindictiveness can forcibly repel elements and other superpowers by releasing their qi, so as to achieve the purpose of eliminating and disturbing other abilities.

In addition, this life fighting spirit can also be attached to weapons and armor, or to its own body, so as to strengthen the attack, defense, speed and response capabilities.

The red tank has such a high level of vindictiveness, which is proof that the flesh is extremely powerful.

"Can't win you? Giggle, the big guy is too confident, but it's a loss." Wu Ya'an squinted slightly, with cruelty and danger in her eyes, and then lazily pulled out two old-style daggers.

The dagger was held in one hand by her in a reciprocal manner.

Especially the one she was holding in her right hand. The dagger had a dark blade and a length of more than thirty centimeters. Although its appearance was ordinary, the terrifying dark magic caused ripples in the air around it.

"This, this is?" Seeing the dagger, the six non-stop eyes on the field lit up, and immediately realized that the dagger was not ordinary.

"That dagger is called the dark reaper, it is a legendary holy weapon." Wang Yan explained briefly. Of course, this story of the original master of the dark reaper was omitted by him.

"Legend-level holy artifact? Amitabha, my God, where are you so many treasures from Pharaoh?" Liu Bujie's eyes widened, one after another, the holy artifact-level equipment, looking at him wanted to drop Senior's shelf, and later mixed with the Pharaoh.

After all, where is the predecessor's shelf, where is the legendary holy weapon valuable?

"Haha, a little accident." Wang Yan made a haha, perfunctory.

Liu Bujie was enviously smiled, and now he also relaxed a little: "Amitabha, with half-step S-class strength and a legendary weapon, Miss Ange really has the capital to fight the red tank."

Wang Yan nodded, filled with expectation.

The atmosphere of the scene and the voice of the crowd also fell from the previous side to the red tank, and gradually transformed into support for both sides. The red tank is indeed strong, but Uya Ange is not weak, as for the outcome? It's already a bit confusing.

Suddenly, An Ge moved.

Her movements were as light as cats, and when she gently touched it, it was like a faint black smoke disappearing into the large black mist around her.

At the same time, the black mist instantly boiled, just like a monster with a huge mouth, engulfing the entire ring in one bite.

In the stands, someone immediately called out excitedly, "Dark sky!"

"It is Wuya Ange's stunt, dark sky!"

The darkness that envelopes the ring is like a pure black sea with no light, and Uya Ange melts into it, and the agility is like a swimming fish in the water.

The tip of her tongue licked the dagger gently, her eyes chilling, like a death from hell, ready to harvest life at any time.

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