Void Transformation

"Puff!" A sound that seemed to be pierced and leaked suddenly came out. The woman in red slapped a palm behind Xiao Feng, her eyes were full of killing intent, but her eyes were Jian Wuying looking forward.

Jian Wuying's long sword is not a famous treasure, and the bonus of his long sword is as good as the average appearance of the long sword. It is nothing more than the use of Internal Energy to trigger it, and it just appears to be quite lethal. On the other hand, the thorn formation used by Xiaofeng is made of marble slabs. Although it is not as hard as the famous treasures, it is not easy to be cracked by people.

However, just before the handover of Fangcai Slate and Jian Wuying Longsword, the same was the moment of astonishment that appeared on the faces of the two of them, but the difference was the reaction and heart of the next moment of the two.

"Uh!" At the moment of the handover, Jian Wuying snorted. He only felt a burst of great power coming from his sword. The Internal Energy that he originally urged seemed to be backlash himself at this moment, and the tiger's mouth was numb. , The whole person was actually shaken out.

Jian Wuying flew upside down, but he was not a novice after all. He knew this shock method. If he was not injured on the spot, he would cause the impact at the moment of landing. Even if he uses his full force of Qinggong, thinking about turning around in the air, even if he can't buffer all castrations, he still has to avoid hurting the vitals under the impact.

But at the same time he was moving, he felt bored in his heart, and then there was a burst of sound in his ears, like a creak of bones, and at The next moment, Jian Wuying felt a moment in his chest. Sudden pain, it feels like a suffocation, if you don't move, it will be severe pain.

Jian Wuying fell to the ground with a bang. The ground that was already cracked by him was broken into several pieces under such a smash. But the moment Jian Wuying landed, there was no air but no air intake, but eyes closed. Before, I saw the masterpiece of own, and I couldn't help but feel relieved.

In Jian Wuying’s eyes, the black-robed man maintained the posture of just reaching out to intercept his long sword, but at this moment the stone slab he was holding had broken into two halves, and own a long sword was exposed from the broken two halves of the stone slab. Halfway, on the hilt, there was a little red light, and it fell slowly.

Jian Wuying handed over a sword. At the same time as the marble slab was shattered, the sword penetrated Xiaofeng’s left arm, and under the severe pain of Xiaofeng, he instantly activated the realm of full consciousness and energy. While losing the five senses, he avoided this continuity. The pain was severe, but at the moment when he was able to get out of the body, he unexpectedly discovered that the cold right hand was on the back of his heart.

If the marble slab and Jian Wuying’s long sword are normally handed over, although Xiao Feng is invincible, the stone slab in his hand will not burst instantly. It will only be smashed by Jian Wuying, or internally injured, or blown away. There will never be a situation of a sword continuum.

Xiaofeng doesn’t know martial arts, and there is no wind or fire here, and under the premise that he can’t use magic, he only has a routine foundation accumulated by modern people’s daily morning exercises. Self-preservation is still needed and he needs to win by surprise. How can one be blessed by Internal Energy? Strong man flies up? The initiator of all this is the owner of the palm behind Xiaofeng.

The woman in red slapped Xiaofeng with a palm. Internal Energy was emitted from the palm of his body and instantly shattered the marble slab. Then the sword flew without a shadow, and the long sword body, due to its own strength, borrowed The potential pierced Xiaofeng's body.

The woman whose eyes were clear and gave people a sense of quietness and comfort, her body was in disorder at this moment, her eyes were once again filled with darkness, her long hair instantly became white, and she danced like a witch in her mouth. It even made a hoarse voice, which looked like a whisper, but it was more like the Nine Nether ghosts, demanding his life:

"Lie to me, you are all lying to me, why you can decide life and death so arbitrarily, why do you want to lie to me... die, die! Only Death can wash away your sins."

After she finished speaking, the woman in red suddenly yelled, and then raised her head, her right hand became a claw and pulled back, and her left hand was patted forward. A burst of invisible black air suddenly emerged, not to mention that Xiaofeng lost all her senses at this moment. Even if he could control his body, he couldn't break away from such a huge force at this moment.

"Pop!" The woman's left hand suddenly landed on Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng suddenly flew away like a cannonball, flying towards the front, Xiao Feng's consciousness detection, seeing the scene in front of him is helpless, When I was thinking about whether I was going to die this time, there was a sharp pain in my head.

At the same time as the pain came, Xiaofeng's eyes went dark, the realm of consciousness and energy collapsed, and the five senses instantly recovered. The sharp pain caused by the piercing of his arm once again refreshed him, but the long sword was also there. The last palm of the woman in red was shocked and flew out. If Xiaofeng flew with a sword in his hand at this moment, he would probably kill two corpses.

"Uh...you...you are pretending to be dead...erh..." At this moment, Xiaofeng suddenly heard a voice in his ear that seemed to endure a sharp pain but helplessly sounded. Between the sound and turning his head, it was the whole person. He immediately jumped up. At this moment, he didn't know where this skill came from, but the moment he stood firm, the pain in his arm knocked him back to his original shape again.

When Xiao Feng flew upside down, the moment he landed, he unbiasedly hit a person. This person is the Jian Wuying who was shocked just now. Although Jian Wuying has closed his eyes, he is not. Qi must die, but a blind eye.

Once the player is dead, it will immediately disappear. Even a player who is performing an NPC role will disappear within a quarter of an hour after being seriously injured. Just like Jian Wuying, you don't have to think about it, it must be pretending to be dead. This trick makes Jian Wuying relentlessly enjoy it.

Jian Wuying was smashed by Xiaofeng in this way. Although he did not kill him, it did deepen his injury. There was a burst of anger in his heart, but he did not dare to get up because he was afraid that once he got up, the previous name would The woman who shot herself will be killed again. But at The next moment, Jian Wuying was relieved.

When he looked back at the woman in red, he saw that the woman was already collapsed on the ground. He was obviously no longer able to fight again, and his hands were constantly condensing handprints, but it seemed that the Internal Energy was ineffective, and he could not even heal his injuries. , But even so, she kept trying and refused to give up.

Jian Wuying's heart was determined, and immediately a carp jumped up, looking at the small wind that was holding the other arm with one hand at this time, Jian Wuying's heart suddenly calculated. The reason why he didn't kill people immediately was not because of his carelessness, but because Xiaofeng's situation at this time was very special.

Xiaofeng is a player, and at this time, blood is constantly bleeding on his left palm. According to their cognition, the player will only be weak and will not bleed, even if he doubts the identity of the other party. At the same time, seeing the other party’s behavior, it seems that he really doesn’t know how to martial arts. In this way, instead of strenuously killing him, he might as well take the opportunity to kill the woman in red, or maybe...

"Hmm..." Jian Wuying made a decisive heart, raised his eyes to look at the lone three people under the moon, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth. If he kills these masters at this moment, he will surely become famous in the future, even if these people are not. The meeting master is the help master, but so what? Jian Wuying walked on his own way. He didn't care about organizing or hunting down.

"Clang..." At this moment, a voice suddenly rang from Jian Wuying's face, and between Jian Wuying's eyes, he saw a marble slab falling to the ground. It was Xiaofeng who wanted to take self-defense under the crisis. The thing, but he forgot one thing under the severe pain, that is, every time he summons the prepared formation, it falls in his hand.

But now he was covering his left arm with his right hand, and his left arm suffered a penetrating injury. Under such a distraction, he failed to grasp the slate. The moment he landed on the ground, Jian Wuying looked at him, but Xiao Feng did not do it. The action of going out to pick up the slate, just because it is too dangerous, is undoubtedly a horror.

Xiaofeng expected it, Jian Wuying didn't know what the slate was. He only remembered that it was convenient to hold the slate against his own long sword, and immediately took a step forward. To take action to repel the small wind.

Jian Wuying did not intend to kill at this moment, so he had reservations when he shot, but he didn't know that if his palm was hit, Xiao Feng would immediately disappear. Earlier, he received a sword and a palm in a row, which was supposed to be a small death wind, but for some unknown reason, this kind of injury only broke out after Xiaofeng got up.

The extent of the explosion only deprived him of his mobility, which is why Xiaofeng would watch the sword's shadowless movements, but he could not react for a long time. Xiaofeng saw Jian Wuying's seemingly slow palm print toward his chest, but he couldn't move half a point at this moment. He couldn't do it with just a shot and interception, and he immediately felt helpless.

But at this moment, a long-lost voice suddenly sounded from the side, and in a blink of an eye, a dazzling white light flashed in front of him...

"Second brother, go well!"

In the depths of the white light, a faint golden light flashed by, and Xiaofeng clearly saw that a pair of spiteful eyes were staring at him in the white light, but the owner of those eyes only made the three-character sound "Sumeru Mountain..." It has dissipated as much as possible, seeming to be unwilling to die, and even more unwilling.

In the golden light, a Daoist shadow slowly emerged, with a long-lost smile on his face. There were three points of apology, three points of joy, three points of worry, and one point of concern on his face. Xiaofeng looked in his eyes, feeling helpless, knowing what the other party was thinking, but was speechless.

At the same time, Xiaofeng's ears heard the other party's voice again, exactly:

"Buddha Mia, good and good, brother Baili, the past is over, it's a poor monk.. I blamed you..."

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