Mythological Native Species

True Qi affects the spell, and the spell moves the power of nature, and a raging fire envelops the dead man directly.

Since the flame above his fists is not his own ability. So if you burn it, will it make the dead man's cells deplete faster and lead to the overall failure?

boom!

The fireball was torn apart, and the azure armor on the dead man shone with halo.

There was no hint from Wang Hao this time.

Obviously, this blue gold armor is not a scientific creation, and it is more likely to belong to some kind of unscientific product.

The fists rolled, approaching like a whirlwind of flames.

There was no hesitation in the pace of the dead man.

Feng Linwen stomped at his feet, leaned back three steps, and swung the sword edge, opening the distance again, while blocking the opponent with sword energy.

"You can't delay, you must solve him with the most open speed, causing a sense of time pressure." Feng Linxen knew that 10,000 ways of fighting could slowly exhaust the opponent. But now, he must be reckless. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

A sword slashed on the glove, sputtering dazzling sparks.

The flying shoes under the corpse's feet spurted a long jet of air, pushing it with both palms, and slammed it towards Feng Linwen like a grinding disc.

At this moment, the middle door of the opponent was wide open, and Feng Linxen only needed to gather up his true energy and straighten his sword to pierce the opponent's chest.

It's a pity, in this way, the distance will inevitably be shortened, and the other party's waving hands may also drag him to hell.

Long-range sword qi attack, or stabbing with the sword, of course, has a certain power, but lack of time to charge, it is not as convenient and appropriate as a close-range sword.

Do you choose to continue fighting, or gamble on your own reflexes?

The opponent put this multiple-choice question directly in front of Feng Linye, and he didn't hesitate to put his life as a bargaining chip. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

but! Why did Feng Linxen follow his opponent's train of thought?

Reiki clone!

The sword in his hand has been stabbed out with the clone, and at the same time stood close to the dead man.

The avatar stabbed out with a sword, and the dead man was naturally unwilling, but died with a avatar, so he slapped his hands suddenly, like a boy bowing to Buddha, but accurately caught the sword stabbed by the avatar between his palms.

The majestic sword qi and the special power on the glove exploded at the same time, and the flying sword carrying the impact of the two kinds of strength trembled rapidly.

"drink!"

The dead man shouted loudly, and the pair of fists grew like a monster. In the blink of an eye, they turned into blood vessels that pierced into the two arms of the dead man, and half of the body was mechanized and shaped.

"It turns out that the madman suit is actually not a mechanical creation at all. It is a parasitic symbiotic life that relies on absorbing the life force of the host. The stronger the input life force, the stronger the power it bursts out." Wang Hao said The analysis sounded in Feng Lin's ears at the right time. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

It's just that at this time Feng Linye didn't care anymore.

The clone is holding a flying sword, this time... he should not be afraid of death, but bravely attack.

The flying sword sprinted, and the sharp flying sword rubbed against the monster-like hands of the dead man, making a harsh sound.

Feng Linwan's real body stood not far away, thought for a while, and then used his trump card.

A huge tortoise descended from the sky, with the aura of crushing everything, directly pounced on the dead man, and then swallowed it in one bite, together with the weird glove, tore it and swallowed it into the belly.

The old tortoise from another world was finally made into a clone by Feng Linye.

The cooperation of the two clones, one restrained the opponent's hands and feet, and the other violently attacked.

In an instant, the seemingly intractable opponent was resolved. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

On the other hand, Feng Linwen wiped away the fine sweat on his forehead, showing a slightly weak but relaxed expression on his face.

"Is this your trump card? A clone that is close to the third level?" The sudden appearance of a voice made the smile on Feng Linwen's face freeze.

"It's you? Sure enough, you're here!" Feng Linxun's eyes flashed with urgency, and he said in a very determined tone, as if he already knew who was coming.

The visitor was wearing a black suit with a silver head, a refined face, and slightly tapered ears, showing his identity as a half-elf.

"Unfortunately, you have to die here today. The person who killed you...will be that fat man. And that fat man will become a wanted criminal in the federal government. If caught, he will be sentenced to at least 500 years in prison. Of course. No one will really be able to catch him." The visitor used a very elegant tone, saying such vile words, as if he already had the chance to win. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

"However, I still have some doubts, how did you know me." The man had a little confusion on his face.

But then, it was covered up by an elegant smile: "However, it doesn't matter anymore! Life... is always accompanied by many unknowns and puzzles, leaving small regrets is not necessarily a bad thing. So, still Please all die now... can you?"

Before he finished speaking, people had turned into phantoms in the sky.

A powerful suppressing force has spread throughout the entire space.

Fatty Wang Hao's relied on the speeding car, in the opponent's hand, did not last for two seconds, and immediately exploded.

Feng Linye's dragon tortoise clone was also helpless.

Just when everything seemed to end.

But it didn't end. &1t;i>&1t;/i>

For a split second, the entire space lost light and became pitch black.

When the light came back ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the originally elegant and personable man was already in a mess.

The most obvious is his chest, with three deep visible bone scars.

Among them, there is even more strange power, squirming and rolling in the wound, preventing the bleeding of his wound.

Ye Fei had changed out of his standard female idol attire. He was wearing a black leather jacket, which was **** and covered half of his face with a mask.

Even so, it is still difficult to distinguish male and female.

"Night clan!?"

"Who are you? Why do you want to intervene?" The elegant half-elf man obviously did not recognize Ye Fei's identity.

Although Ye Fei was once an ace killer, he did not engrave his name on his forehead.

And the strength of the fourth level is not enough to make a person's name move the entire galaxy.

Let everyone, remember its characteristics and characteristics.

Of course Ye Fei wouldn't answer.

However, Feng Linwan whispered: "Leave him, alive...the worst, can't be brain-dead."

Even if the person is dead, as long as the soul is still there, or the brain is not dead, the message can still be read.

It can even be said that sometimes a corpse that can leak secrets is far more cooperative than a living person.

In many cruel interrogations, people are killed first, and then information is directly extracted from the other party's brain.

When Feng Linwen's words fell, Ye Fei had once again raised a dark curtain, shrouding his opponent.

When a red light flashed in the darkness, everything was torn apart again.

Ye Fei's head looked a little scattered, his eyes glowed with a strange red light, and a strange rune flashed away in his pupils.

And the man who was originally elegant and confident, fainted with injuries all over his body, and was carried by Ye Fei in his hands.

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