Chapter 2291: ability

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When the purple face was calm, the miner holding the pickaxe had noticed that it was not good. But his offensive has taken shape, and now he wants to retire, obviously already late.

Just as the purple scorpion came out, the pickaxe struggled to recover, and the miner’s expression looked awkward.

"Hey!"

The broken knife passed over the pickaxe, slanting down and a smooth bevel appeared. The blade fell, and continued to kneel down, sliding down the miner's cheek.

This blow is very fast.

At the end of the attack, there was a shadow of the stick, which came from the side to the purple scorpion and was blocked by the scabbard.

"Peng!"

A shock, the purple scorpion even with the sheath backed by the momentum.

In the process of retreating, facing the number of pincers, the purple scorpion body evades around. The attack of the weapons, the purple scorpion will do its best to dodge, even if it is hit by weapons such as sticks or pickaxes, these attacks are not fatal compared to those weapons.

In the process of body shape dodge, the purple scorpion hand interrupted the knife no longer shot, still resisting with the scabbard. Once the opportunity is seized, Ziyan will launch a fierce attack.

"puff!"

The broken knife passed over the body, and a holy king retreated. When he retreated, his wound began to overflow with black blood.

The second holy king died!

These people in the field know that the slashing knife of the sable is smeared with poison, and everyone is also wary, but after the sable shot, everyone found that this knife of the sable could not resist.

"puff!"

The knife flashed again, and the third holy king died in front of the purple.

From the presence of a group of holy kings, killing three people, the price paid by Zi Yan is not small. His body has eight traumatic injuries, two blood-stained bones on his arm, a sword mark on his shoulder, and a long hole in his waist.

The blood on his body flowed out along the wound, but fortunately these people did not use poison.

The green snake's toxin is very strong. The average person does not dare to play this poisonous idea. The existence of the purple scorpion is rare.

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The holy king who died in front of the purple scorpion has reached five.

The people beside them were scattered again, and the purple scorpion was already scarred. He was almost covered with his own blood.

His injury is already very heavy, and in the eyes of everyone, it is almost fatal. But the purple eyes are not even wrinkled, as if this is not their own body.

His expression was as calm as ever, and the eyebrows were as cold as ever. The scabbard with his left hand drooping has turned red, and the handle of the right hand broken knife is also reddish with blood, very conspicuous and very glaring.

That is my own blood, all of my own.

When I came to this world, I became a mortal, and the blood on his body no longer has special abilities.

Five dead, there are still nearly 20 people in the field, these 20 people are more vigilant, indifferently watching the purple eyes in the field. There are still a few of them, blood on the weapons in their hands, which is the blood of the purple.

Hotdis looked at the purple, and said indifferently: "Your resistance has no meaning, death is only a matter of time!"

Zi Yan calmly said: "If you die, I will kill you this old thing!"

The words fall, the short pause breaks, and breaks out again.

The purple scorpion rushed forward and went straight to Hordis. The latter saw the power of the purple scorpion, the subconscious step back two steps, and then crossed the long sword to make a defensive posture.

Who knows that the movement of the purple scorpion turned out to be illusory, his body retreats in an instant, the broken knife in the right hand, followed by the body to draw a semicircle, toward a sacred king behind him.

At the moment, in front of the Holy King, there are two others, one holding a pickaxe and the other holding a short sword. The two also did not hesitate to attack the purple scorpion.

In the eyes of the two, in the face of such an attack, Zi Yan will definitely hide. Because they did not hide, they were hit by two people, and Zixiao was afraid that they would lose their strength in an instant.

But Zi Yan really did not hide, he just kept on rushing, his eyes staring at the target, and the corner of his eye was watching the two attacks that were about to fall on his body.

"boom!"

The pickaxe was in the heart of the purple sable, causing his body to suddenly slam, and the crisp bones shattered. This blow did not know that he had broken several ribs.

"puff!"

The short sword, before being pierced into the vitality of the purple body, was escaped by the purple sable, rubbing his shoulders.

"Hey!"

In the face of these two attacks that first hit themselves, the purple face is expressionless, the hand breaks the knife and struggles, the front of the pickaxe and a holy king, the body is separated from the middle.

After a blow, the body of the purple scorpion is rapidly rotating, dissolving the power of the crane's mouth, and the broken knife draws a perfect circle in the hand, and all the attacks around it are blocked.

Another person was killed, but the purple scorpion was once again filled with two wounds inside and outside.

This is the most common way of fighting when the purple scorpion is outside, to change lives!

But usually, he is used in one-on-one confrontation with strong enemies, and for a long time no one has forced him to use this unrelenting battle.

It’s not like the situation of a dozen people at the moment.

These people are placed outside, each is a strong enemy, and you need to be careful to deal with the purple.

When the tenth person fell in front of Zi Yan, his situation could be described as miserable. The spectators who are surrounded by indifference have already moved.

The old man wants to help, but he is stopped by the sly sly.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes are still indifferent, his expression is still calm, even if his injury at this moment, it seems to have reached the point of serious injury.

"This is my choice, all the consequences I bear!" Ziyan stopped the old man's words, let others move.

With one's own strength, even killing ten people, I believe that if the purple scorpion does not die today, it will certainly be able to name the surrounding villages, and no one dares to provoke his trouble.

Can see today's situation, the purple scorpion is obviously dead.

Because the enemy is not just these people in the field, in the distance, in the dark, there are people of the Hult family, and others who look at them. They will be spectators in the moment before, but as the Zizi injury intensifies, I believe they will turn from spectators to robbers.

As the Ziyan injury intensifies, his enemies are endless.

And because of the powerful power of the purple scorpion, and what he said before, even if someone has a heart of compassion at the moment, he does not dare to let him go.

Because I have let go of the purple scorpion today, once the injury is restored, the sable will become their disaster.

Today, Zi Yan wants to get out of trouble unless he has the ‘ability’ recognized by the world.

Only the ‘ability’ can make the purple scorpion save.

Everyone in the field knows this problem, but the ability is so easy to have.

It is clear to everyone that the purple scorpion does not have the ability to acquire power when it needs a abilities to be able to save.

In his mind, at this moment, he is quickly deducing the previous battle and wants to find a way to break the game.

He doesn't need the powerful ability to fly to the sky. It's just to let himself resolve the crisis. In fact, this method is also very simple. Just a little bit, Zi Yan can save the day.

That is speed.

As long as his speed, there is a little bit of breakthrough, this battle, Zi Yan can guarantee to win.

Different from the outside world, all his perceptions have been suppressed here, and the speed of his body reaction has also been suppressed. The thunder and lightning have been displayed, and it is no longer the case. It is impossible to bring him the ultimate speed.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, his speed is already very fast, but the sable is very clear, which is far from his extreme speed.

In the mind of the rapid analysis of the previous battle, Zi Yan concluded that if his speed can be a little faster, just a little bit, then it can resolve many deadly attacks. With such a little advantage, coupled with a sharp broken knife, Zi Yan can kill a **** way.

"Speed, speed is faster!"

At this moment, in the mind of Zi Yan, there is a strong desire for speed.

This desire is unprecedented, in the face of death, the extreme desire for life.

"Speed! Speed!"

In the heart, Zi Yan expresses a strong desire, because those people are approaching again, and with his current body, it is impossible to maintain the next level of fighting. If it continues, it is feared that after this round of fighting, the purple will Die.

Therefore, he needs speed, desire speed, even if it is only a little improvement.

In his mind, the pace of thunder and lightning is revealed, and then the purple deduction is constantly being made, making him faster in this world, or let him adapt to the world faster.

Perhaps the reason for the potential of the purple scorpion is that he is very talented; perhaps it is the reason why the purple scorpion is a villain, he is a unique existence; perhaps the sable is too eager for speed, making this craving into something Power has inspired some kind of change.

In the depths of his heart, there is a squeaking sound between the faint.

This is the seed breaking open the barrier, stretching out the first green sound, the sound of the broken shell, the sound from darkness to light, and the sound of breaking a certain shackle.

After the sound of this voice, Zi Yan found that his body became lighter ~www.readwn.com~ is no longer so heavy, the original suppression of the speed, seems to release some at this moment.

The other people around him are slowly approaching the purple sable, and one piece of weapon maps the light of Sen cold.

Standing on the spot, the purple scorpion, suddenly swaying, seems to be unable to stand because of the injury.

The crowd stopped and looked at the purple indifferent.

I saw the purple scorpion figure, walked a few steps forward, and stepped back a few steps. These steps did not have the slightest rules. It looked very weird, and some of them were incomprehensible. In the eyes of everyone, it was more like an injury. It is about to fall to the ground.

But the sable did not fall down. After a few steps, it was re-standing and the look was as calm as ever.

Just if you look carefully, you will find that the eyes of the purple eyes are much brighter than before.

"kill!"

Looking at the purple swaying a few times, after all, it didn't fall down. Hotdis was a little disappointed, and he drank indifferently, and everyone rushed forward.