Chapter 1353: War Xu?c

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Seeing the purple scorpion went straight to the light group, Xu Wei did not stop, just a cold smile, said: "Look for death."

Immediately, he looked down at the front and saw the line of sight of the black robes in front of him. He moved away from him and landed on the purple scorpion.

The hand of the scabbard held by the warrior was tight, and the right hand was placed on the handle. A strong and powerful atmosphere was released from the spirit. This breath rushed straight into the sky and swept away toward the purple sable.

The space began to distort, and the force of a strand of space spread toward the purple sable. When the force of space was oppressed, the sable felt a dangerous breath coming from the front. His face changed and his body shape immediately returned. After the scope, the figure will fall.

Not yet shot, there is such a power, Zi Yan clearly feels the terrible of the war.

The purple scorpion figure is not far from Xu Wei, but there is no new war spirit in front of him. Only the black robes are standing alone. He is alone, but he is proud and straight. Obviously he should be the last threat.

Xu Wei did not shoot, and Zi Yan did not shoot. The black robes in front were just holding the knife and standing indifferently, but his nephew looked at the two. Although he did not say a word, the indifferent expression seemed to say, The two played a win and then played with me.

Zi Yan carefully looked at the war spirit in front, it seems that it was because he had just smashed a scabbard, so he paid special attention to the other's scabbard.

The scabbard is pure black. Although there are not many lines on it, it also has an ancient meaning. It has a simple and natural beauty. It is like a black jewel that does not need to be built. It is a glance. Appreciate it.

Of course, this is just the feeling that Zi Zi has produced because of his own scabbard. In fact, in Xu Xin’s mind, this thing is two words... dangerous.

After enjoying the scabbard and looking at the handle, it is really impossible to see what is famous.

In the heart of Zi Yan, the black robe can have such a power, fearing that the scabbard will account for more than half of the credit.

However, this kind of thought purple can only be thought of in the heart. If you say it is afraid that you will be ridiculed, isn't it a rusted scabbard? Why bother here?

He abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart, and when he looked at the black robe again, his face had become extremely dignified.

Obviously, to get that light group, you have to kill this guy in front of you.

But trying to kill him doesn't seem so easy.

So, Zi Yan turned to look at Xu Wei, gently smiled and asked: "I don't know what to call."

"Xu Wei." Xu Wei seems to guess the meaning of Zi Yan greeting, screaming at him.

"Below the purple." Zi Yan smiled again.

After Xu Hao heard the name, his face changed. Cold and cold: "You are purple."

"Exactly, how, Xu brother knows me." Zi asked strangely.

Xu Wei’s expression looked awkward. “Hear Lingdong said you.”

Zi Yan heard a smile and said: "The rare Xu brother still remembers, I really feel flattered."

Xu Wei smiled coldly and said: "Of course I remember you, I have never forgotten you after knowing your name, because my last brother was cut off by you."

"Hey." Zi Yan heard it is also a glimpse, then smiled and said: "This is really a sad news, Xu brother also please mourn."

Xu Wei did not immediately anger, but looked at Zi Yan once again asked: "You should know when you wake up."

Zi Yan nodded and said: "I realized that we had some little unpleasantness at the beginning."

Xu Wei smirked with a smile: "The little is not happy, then why did you kill him because of this little unpleasantness, and cut his head."

Seeing that Xu Wei was so excited, Zi Yan could not help but ask: "I don't know who is a brother of Xu."

Xu Wei is cold and cold: "He is my uncle."

"Hey, this is really uncomfortable, but I hope that Xu Xiong will be mourning again." Zi Yan seems a bit embarrassed about this.

Xu Wei is facing the purple, indifferent: "You don't need to comfort me. Being a monk is not a war or a murder. I have long known that although I hear some sadness, I can understand it."

Zi Yan nodded and said: "I understand it, I didn't expect Xu Xiong to be a reasonable person."

"That is nature. Killing is the rule that the entire war-fighting continent believes. How can I change it? What I can do is just kill you and avenge them." Xu Wei said coldly.

"I can understand this, we will naturally have a battle, but before this..." Zi Yan looked at Xu Wei with some embarrassment, and then looked at the war spirit that stood indifferently without any meaning.

"I know what you want to say." Xu Wei glanced at Zi Yan, then looked back at the distance. The battle there was over. In Xu Wei’s sight, no one who was in Yanbo City was seen. Immediately, his face had a different color.

"There are some means to even kill our people. As a result, I will not let you go."

Zi Yan also wants to try to convince Xu Wei, said: "This war is very strong, now you and I join forces, after killing him, then it is good to negotiate this light group."

Xu Wei smiled coldly and sneered: "Of course it is not good. When I am a fool who has been blinded by treasures, now I have joined forces to kill the war spirits. After a meeting, you will join us to kill me. Rest assured, I will kill. After you have killed your companions, there will be ways to deal with the war."

Zi Yan’s face is also gloomy. She has just been smiling with her face. I didn’t expect Xu Wei’s guy to listen to it. He said coldly: “So, let’s fight now.”

"Of course." The sardonic smile on Xu Wei’s face converges, and the darkness of the scorpion has a sense of killing. He whispers: "Death."

At the foot of his feet, the whole person is like a stream of light, rushing to the purple scorpion.

The purple screamed and shook his fists, and the golden fist shadow condensed in front of him, then attacked Xu Wei.

"Hey."

Xu Wei did not collide with the punching light in front, and his body shape flashed in the air, but it disappeared directly. The next moment, Zi Yan felt a sharp wind behind him, and the space behind him became thick and strong. The pressure appears.

"The speed is faster than the speed of the world." There is a sarcasm in the eyes of Zi Yan. When he notices the abnormal moment, he turns around and then slams toward the front.

This knife is very casual, and Ziyan has practiced countless times.

The dark knife light broke through the viscous space and hit a long sword hidden in the depths of the space.

"boom."

The violent energy explosion came out, and a very strong volatility appeared. The figure of the purple scorpion went straight back a few steps.

In the front, Xu Wei’s figure was also bombarded by a slap in the face of a purple scorpion. His eyes had a touch of color, and he regressed to escape the turbulent energy aftermath.

"Hey."

However, after the body shape has just retreated, Xu Wei’s shadow disappeared again. The purple scorpion that retreated has a cold feeling in the eyes. A gold and silver brilliance appears in the pupil.

Under the yin and yang, he saw a figure rushing toward him.

He stepped forward, the void was shocked at this time, and then the boundless golden light was released from his body. He held his long knife high and then slammed it toward the bottom.

This is a long black knife, but it is a golden light that bursts out in the next moment. A strong and violent breath emerges from the golden knife, and with the power of scrolling space, it goes to the front.

The void in front seems to have been opened by this knife, and the power of space begins to be madly twisted.

A sharp sword light, just appeared from the void, was smashed by this knife, followed by the emptiness, revealing Xu Wei's slightly horrified expression.

Looking at Xu Wei's look, Zi Yan smiled coldly: "Death."

When the words fall, the knives in the hands of Zi Yan suddenly turn, this is the extreme 斩 now it has become a cross-cut, directly toward the neck of Xu Wei.

This blow can be described as fast and embarrassing. There is a panic in Xu Wei’s eyes, but the latter is not a leisurely place. As a low-sounding voice, the domain power is to form a defense and protect the body. The long sword in his hand is also in front of the crossbar.

"Hey."

With a knife and a knife, the long sword was directly separated, and then the knife light smashed toward Xu Wei's body. His powerful defense was also cut off by the purple scorpion in an instant.

The glaring and dazzling light is flashing, and the knife of the purple scorpion is like a chopping on steel. The endless sparks are splashing.

The knife light cuts from one end to the other.

"boom."

Xu Wei’s defense was broken, but he also took the opportunity to step back.

After withdrawing tens of meters, his body shape stopped, and there was a deep shock in his eyes. "What is this trick?"

Looking at the red mark on the neck of Xu Wei, there was already blood on the red mark. He did not answer Xu Wei, but just sighed and said: "Unfortunately, it is almost."

Xu Wei seems to have some sense, touched the neck, felt a wet hand, looked down, saw the blood full of hands, his shocked face, but also a fascinating horror.

If it is not a critical moment ~www.readwn.com~ He is guarded by the attack, afraid that it is just the knife, it will take his life.

One of his own fields, he was almost killed by a real situation. Xu Wei, who was shocked, was very angry.

Previously, he wanted to kill the other side with speed. Now it seems unrealistic. The speed of the purple is very fast, and the perception is very sharp. It can only be killed with power.

"Fire and sword kill."

In his eyes, there was an endless murder, a burst of bang, and the power of the whole body broke out from the body. His whole person, like a fireman, even with his sword in his hand, burned up.

As the flame power burned, the surrounding space began to distort. His burning flame scorpion stared coldly at the purple sable. "Let you see what it is like."

A sword-like flame, with the power of fire, tearing the air, swaying the space, coming to the purple scorpion.

At the time of the rush, many small flames oscillated and directly blocked the space.