After Becoming a Little Sister

She snorted, and looked down to scan the surroundings—Elovins seemed to be able to last for a while, so he cleaned up these people first.

"From light!"

"Away from the light."

"Destroy Dracula, let the nine games transfer him away, including several others."

"Yes--"

Little nun Liguang cupped her hands, took out two reagent tubes from her sleeve, twisted them off and smashed them on Prince Dracula.

The latter had a wicked smile at first, thinking that Aliya was in a hurry, and he was about to laugh when she was in a hurry, but then he couldn't laugh.

"What is this... Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The screaming Prince Dracula writhed on the ground, disregarding the dark purple drone blade tornado that imprisoned him, allowing his hands and feet to be cut by the tiny blade.

At least this is a knife, even though it is a high-tech knife, but what is this liquid? !

He looked at his hands and feet that 'disappeared' directly, his eyes widened, and he was so frightened that he seemed to have seen a ghost.

Little Aunt Li Guang ignored him, instead she took out a few more nails, inserted them into his sea of ​​energy, nailed his lute bone, and pierced it out from behind.

The way of cooking different species is actually similar to that of a martial artist who practices foreign kung fu. The acupoints, the sea of ​​qi, and the lute bone are not so mysterious. They are nothing more than the key parts of the bones and muscles of the body. The same tendons and hamstrings sound more martial arts.

If it is really academic, then picking and breaking the tendon of the hand can be refined into "split flexor hallucis longus, abductor hallucis longus, extensor hallucis brevis, dorsal interfemoris and extensor retinaculum" and the like, but if in martial arts novels It would be too dramatic to write like this.

Prince Dracula was definitely sealed in a martial arts manner, and the little nun Liguang took them away from the battlefield and did not give them a chance to join forces with foreign enemies.

Although so far, Prince Dracula has not shown his ability to understand 'foreign languages'. Perhaps when the alien species were scattered on the earth, the common language of grace had not yet appeared.

The domineering fairy elder sister swung her sword away to force Seraphim Tire away, and straightened her falling hair: "It seems that there is no time to waste."

"You are very strong! Human! Although you only have the fluctuations of a great swordsman——your swordsmanship is even stronger than those sword gods!"

Seraphim Tire looked at the gaped spear in his hand: "But I won't hold back! I lost the holy duel, but next, I must win!"

Speaking of which, she threw the last cold weapon in her hand, the spear, to the ground, and replaced it with two phantom halberds: "I will remember you! Human!"

This is to stop talking about martial arts. A holy duel is a duel between two parties within a certain range in an active offensive manner relying on their own strength. In human history, it is just like gladiators fighting each other with bare hands. The method is like drawing a gun directly in the boxing ring.

But there is no way, the long sword in the hand of the domineering fairy sister is really the seraphim Tyre, who mainly uses Tianke energy to attack.

The earth environment without energy supply is definitely not friendly to the angel species. Seraphim Tyr is like a heavy-hitter, who punches out countless punches, but it is useless if he can't hit others.

The domineering fairy sister is like Master Ye, she cuts down the road with a long sword, and her knuckle skills are four or two, which makes Seraphim Tyre feel aggrieved.

It's just that now she is not representing herself, nor is she going to duel with fighters from another world because of the glory of the angelic species, she is the scout of the fleet.

If you don't talk about martial arts, don't talk about martial arts. You can't help yourself on the battlefield, and everyone is their own master--sorry!Humanity!

She roared and spread her wings, feeling the energy fluctuations of Elovens in the sky, and the beam of light that was more like calling than attacking.

The fleet is calling them!

After passing through the space channel between the two worlds, the scout ship lost contact with the flagship fleet, and the latter has now found it according to the previous coordinates.

Then the next step is to get rid of you, and then call the fleet to come!

"I will be on this day next year! I will worship you personally—"

With the humiliation and struggle of betraying the glory, Seraphim Tire still raised the phantom halberd in his hand without hesitation.

"Human species strong! This is my strongest attack! It's also me—"

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw the scene on the opposite side that could be called a mantis' arm.

The domineering female swordsman stood on the ground, and behind her was a woman with the same eyebrows as her hanging in the air, located in the sky.

Is this their mage?The fluctuations give people the feeling that they are only at the level of a magister, so there is nothing to worry about.

But their gestures are indeed very clear-to wave!

Seraphim Tire charged up to release his big move, and the opponent also released his big move as if he was going to charge up, and confronted him head-on.

Seraphim Till felt sad for their stupidity, obviously they also worked very hard, why is it like this?

In the final analysis, it is because of the war... If the war can be avoided, this kind of strong person is really willing to make friends...

With this kind of respect, Seraphim Tyre accumulated the phantom light halberd to the extreme, and pointed at the domineering fairy sister: "It's over! The strong!"

"What has she been whining about all this time?" The domineering immortal sister lowered her body slightly in doubt, sheathed her sword, and put the sword behind her waist: "Wouldn't she not block my obvious moves?"

"Maybe she doesn't realize what you are going to do." The gentle fairy sister looked at the phantom light halberd that made her feel threatened: "Are you ready?"

"With this sword, I can cut off the sky!"

"It's like the illusion that we just learned to use swords when we were young?"

"Haha—it's like the illusion at that time—death heroic bones, not ashamed to be a hero in the world!"

"Who can write to Your Excellency!" The gentle fairy sister raised her hands, and the howling wind lifted the hem of the domineering fairy sister's clothes to flutter upwards.

The scattered ice balls around began to tremble and float up, the air was almost stagnant, and some kind of indescribable pressure shrank, shrank, and shrank again.

The domineering fairy sister's face had an unnatural color of blood. With her physical fitness, even if she moved her blood to the extreme, it would be difficult for her to have such obvious fluctuations. The ground trembled, as if it was boiling inside.

Seraphim Tyre's eyes were serious, and he threw the phantom halberd heavily, the latter began to shine, the gorgeous decoration on the surface cracked, and one after another shimmering light poured out from inside, as if it would be gone in the next second. Total burst.

——But there is no next second!

"Clang———"

The purple light bloomed completely in an instant, covering everything between the heaven and the earth, and the vertical and horizontal sword light cut straight out for three hundred feet!

Not psionic, better than psionic.

If Alia can kill her, how can I, Lu Yanling, not kill her? !

God did not give birth to me, Lu Yanling!The way of swordsmanship is like a long night!

"Bai Shou - Taixuan Sutra!!"

"boom------------"

PS: Continue tomorrow (run

Chapter 1434 1278-A ray of light that cannot be saved

The sword light shone across a distance of a hundred meters.

The thrown phantom halberd was hit head-on by the sword light, and it disintegrated into a ball of fireworks before it could explode completely.

Those energies that could not be poured out were driven by the forward rushing sword light, like a hurricane blowing forward, rewinding back.

Who can write to Your Excellency?The White Head Taixuan Sutra!

Back then, Aliya relied on spiritual energy to display the sword aura, and the fairy sister also displayed it with the help of divine thoughts and spiritual power.

And in terms of power, skills, and the practical application of various disciplines such as aerodynamics, fluid mechanics, and high-energy lasers, is the immortal sister a hundred times better than this little husband, Alia?

So this sword surprised everyone!

Amid the sound of clanging swords, only this ray of light was left in a radius of hundreds of meters, and the afterimages with extremely clear black and white remained on the retinas of all witnesses.

And this lightsaber shattered not only the phantom light halberd, but also the three views of the seraphim Tyre.

"This is impossible!!"

Accompanied by such a villain-style exclamation, her waist was swept by the blade, and several layers of shields were directly broken.

A bloody gash stretched back from her waist, even if she turned sideways in time, she couldn't completely avoid the nearly [-]-meter sword glow.

The light rain mixed with blood sprinkled down, and the smooth and beautiful pure white feathers fluttered in the air and fell leisurely.

The fierce seraph Tyre fell into the air, pressing the wound on his waist in disbelief, and the wings behind him were dripping with blood.

The originally spotless white wings were also stained red with blood, and drop after drop of precious alchemy materials dripped from the tips of the slightly trembling wings and hit the ice.

The domineering fairy sister let out a foul breath, sheathed her sword and said, "Don't underestimate human beings, Miss Angel."

In terms of energy, the other party has a higher energy level than her.

In terms of wings, the opponent has more wings than her.

But angels are God's favorites, and have nothing to do with the Republic—God?which god?Have I seen it?

If the seraphim Tyr hadn't been able to fly, this round of sparring, which is not counted as sparring, would be far less back-and-forth than it is now.

Arya watched the entire confrontation, starting with Tyre, the seraphim who was guilty of arrogance and was still standing to her left.

Since ancient times, when I lost against Bo on the left, except for Dyna's pig, isn't the immortal sister more combat-conscious than Dyna?

And there are two other things that greatly affected her combat effectiveness.

The first is of course the incompatibility of the underlying rules. There is no long-lasting battery life for wireless charging at any time. The higher the performance, the greater the consumption.

Secondly, although the seraphim Tyre is an old-fashioned holy rank of angels, it is not a fighting genre in the holy ranks.

This guy should be from the classical family of the early angel species, and his combat awareness and combat skills still have a 'Master Knight' style.

This kind of classical holy rank is definitely not weak, but their style is biased towards the positioning of the fort, rather than a complete dogfighting strongman, especially against the upper-legged man.

Isn't the fairy sister the pinnacle of the earth warrior?

In addition to these two factors, there is another thing that this guy has kept a hand-not against the fairy sister, but against Elovens.

Looking at the fairy sister with shocked and slightly relieved eyes, Seraphim Tyr put his hands on his waist and stood up with force, and the wings of light behind him spread out again: "Human beings, if we can live in peace How nice it would be to meet at the right time... Your sword is a sword that people respect!"

The domineering fairy sister didn't understand what the other party said, but what hasn't she seen?

As soon as Seraphim Tyre put on such an expression, she knew something was wrong.

"What do you want to do?!"

"It's a pity that I said it, now I have a more important responsibility - Royal Flame!!"

A brilliant, golden halberd that shone like a halberd inlaid with countless crystal diamonds suddenly appeared in her hand.

As the six wings of light behind her were simultaneously shaken, a wave of air exploded on the spot, and the phantom light halberd shot out toward the sky.

Under her blessing, the tip of this phantom halberd exploded two sound barrier clouds almost in place in the blink of an eye, and the light clouds rushed straight into the sky with shock waves and turbulence.