Chapter 2308: Sensory world

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The scene in which the three-color poisonous mist is scattered makes it impossible for people to look directly. Of course, this is for Langman, looking at the purple enamel that is still alive, and still alive, his expression becomes very gloomy.

Contrary to Langman, after seeing this scene to the four people, one eye began to shine and the mood became very excited.

The original impossibility seems to be a possibility at this moment.

"How did you do it?" Lang Man, who was gloomy, looked at the purple scream.

This question is not only that he wants to know, but also wants to know about the four people. Obviously, these people have detoxification, clearly that these three-color poisonous fog is not effective for them, and what is the use of purpura to kill them?

"You will know when you wait."

The purple scorpion held the broken knife and walked forward step by step. The thunderwing that appeared on his back was disappeared when the three-color poisonous mist dispersed.

Looking at the purple scorpion coming, watching the fallen people, Langman’s heart is bleeding. Although he can get a very good reward as long as he kills the purple, even the rewards of these dead people are returned to him, but those rewards can not be made up than the loss of these people.

These people will die at any time, and they can die at any time, but this premise must be when he wants these people to die. But now, obviously it is not the time when they will use death to get the most benefit for him.

In his eyes, the murder crashed, and today's deal, regardless of the outcome, he lost.

The purple scorpion is moving slowly, adjusting the breath in the forward line. He has just used the Thunder wing to kill so many people. His consumption is very large. As he walked forward, his breathing gradually adjusted, and his repeated battles made his mind gradually swell, and there seemed to be something to rush out, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Under the eyes of the powerful enemy Langman, he only dispelled this discomfort, first killing Langman and then.

Xiang Yu and others are also coming in this direction. Looking at their expressions, it seems that they are going to fight against Zi Lan with Zi Yan.

"You all retreat, this battle I personally come!" said the purple singer in front of the voice, there is a sense of rejection in the words.

Lang Man’s strength, he has a deep understanding, these people rushed to the front, can only die.

The four did not stop, they showed a strong will to fight at this moment, showing the spirit of not afraid of death, because they are very clear, only the joint hands have a chance.

Seeing that the four did not stop, Ziyan only accelerated.

The pace changed, and the thunder and lightning disappeared again. Because of the injury, the speed was slower than before.

Seeing the purple scorpion in this state, Lang Mang smiled coldly and rushed straight toward the purple sable. He rushed forward and punched his fist toward the head of Zi Yan.

From the point of view of the four people to the moment, the two of them, like the light and the afterimage, are approaching at a rapid speed, and the next moment will touch together.

"Hey!"

However, when the two were about to touch each other, I saw only the purple body, and suddenly there was a strong light. The light illuminates the night, and the figure of the purple scorpion pauses in the light, and then accelerates in an instant.

The speed of the explosion in an instant is several times faster than before.

"puff!"

I only heard a whisper, and turned into a real radiant purple, and fell behind Langman.

Lang Man, who had a shadow of the road, stabilized his figure after a few steps.

The four people were shocked by this sudden scene, and the subconscious stopped there, and then they looked at the purple eyes.

I saw the front, the purple scorpion stood, still facing away from Langman, and this time, his back is a pair of wings, the wings above, sometimes there will be flashing light, the light is like a snake The same is swimming.

Such a strange wing appeared on the body of the purple sable, making the four people very surprised, and the speed at which the purple sable broke out in an instant was indeed outrageous.

The line of sight shifted and fell on Langman. They saw Langman’s night clothes, which had been completely cut from them. The chest had a long knife mark and the blood stained along the knife marks.

The most surprising thing is that Langman’s right hand, the one he just made the fist, left the arm at the moment, and the fist was smashed from the wrist and fell to the place where the two had just touched.

Obviously, this is the effect of the slashing knife. Langman’s right hand has solved too much power of this knife, otherwise it is not just the knife mark on the chest, but the whole body is cut by the knife. opened.

Advance to the second-level hunter, not only will the power increase a lot, but the body will also become stronger.

This confrontation, Langman did not have a right hand, Zi Yan has the upper hand with absolute advantage, the hope of winning is greater. It is precisely to the four people who saw this, and this did not continue.

Broke his arm, Langman did not imagine the anger, did not show a mad, hysterical look, even the murder in the eyes, but also disappeared a little bit, but the eyes became more and more cold, There is still no lack of calm in the cold.

The change of the purple scorpion today is far beyond his expectations. He knows that this will be a difficult battle, and there must be no intention.

He slowly turned around, ignoring the bleeding arms and wounds, and looked at Zi Yan: "You can force me into this, and you are proud enough."

The purple scorpion turned around and saw Langman’s calm expression at the moment. The heart became more jealous of the other side. He crossed the knife and did not speak.

Even a powerful second-level hunter will still lose too much blood in this world. He is not going to give the other person a time to heal, so the more he drags on, the more powerful he is.

Even he can conclude that Langman’s death is a foregone conclusion. What he has to do now is to guard against Langman’s dying.

It is not necessary to show the purple scorpion, and the four people who have been through the battlefield are very interested in starting to retreat. The speed of the purple enamel has already stood in an invincible position. Langman, who is dying and rushing, has a great chance to pull them back.

The purple scorpion is silent, and the thunder of the back is gently vibrating, alerting for any possible changes.

Langman's left hand, tore off the rest of his body, and then laid a waist, and pulled a sword from it.

It is a soft sword completely wrapped around the waist. This kind of sword is rare in this world. The blade is as flexible as a snake, reflecting the coldness of the cold in the dark.

"I don't have much time, but you can't go anywhere. You used to spend a lot of money with the two-headed tiger, and spent too much energy in the three-color poisonous fog. Just the blow, you should be able to What is the strongest strength and speed that broke out?"

The blood of the body rushed out, Langman’s words were still calm, but his expression was still calm.

"Yes! My state is really bad, but killing you is still no problem." Zi Yan quietly responded, in this situation of a deadly battle, hiding is meaningless.

"Come on."

Langman began to rush forward. As a second-level hunter, he broke his own speed and potential at this moment. He rushed forward, leaving more afterimages, much faster than before.

Zi Yan did not choose to dodge, in the face of this state of Langman, dodge will only make him more passive, and now he can only continue to rush, blocking Langman's desperate attack.

"Hey!"

The thunder of the sky is vibrating, and the speed of the cicada is once again manifested, but the constant consumption and the heavier and heavier injuries make his speed at this moment, a big discount, and even can not match the overdraft vitality. Langman's speed.

"clang!"

In this extremely fast confrontation, the swords met and there was a shock. The sable did not feel strong power from the soft sword, but saw the soft sword like a viper, entangled the blade, and then extended toward his arm.

"puff!"

The tip of the sword instantly pierced the arm of the purple cicada, just like a bite by a poisonous snake. The cicada held the arm of the broken knife and the figure began to recede.

The layers of the soft sword were untied, and Langman rushed forward again, at a speed faster than the sable, and in front of the sable, a sword stabbed toward the heart of the sable.

This time, the soft sword no longer vibrates and is as straight as a gun.

The purple skull was bent backwards, and the soft sword rubbed his door and passed. He saw that he was going to escape the blow, but he saw that the tip of the sword suddenly trembled and slanted downward. Go straight to his eyebrows.

"Hey!"

The thunder wing vibrates, and the purple cicada rolls sideways, ready to escape this kill. However, his speed is slower than the speed of the sword tip. Hearing his eyebrows, he will be pierced by the tip of the sword. The tip of the sword suddenly stops, and the purple scorpion escapes.

In the distance, the bright eyes of the eyes become faint, and then cough up the blood. The whole person encounters a counterattack, and the eyes are black and fainted.

"Damn!" The calm Langman saw that the blow of the kill would be resolved, and there was a sigh of anger in his eyes.

With a help from the scorpion, he escaped a blow. Just when the purple scorpion just stood up, he saw a kick kicking toward his chest. The powerful force instantly broke the purple scorpion and the ribs, his body directly inverted flight.

The ribs broke, the organs were shaken, and the purpura coughed again.

At this moment, his body is very painful, but the most painful place is not the injury, but the head.

This is also his main role in the world's first speed, so suppressed, or else bad, the speed of the world's first, it will not be so weak.

The pain came, so that the purple scorpion could not fight all the time. After the body fell to the ground, he turned his head and turned a few laps and rolled toward the distance.

As a second-level hunter, Lang Man's observation ability is so keen, he has already seen that the state of the purple scorpion is not right at the moment, which is absolutely good for killing the purple sable.

So ~www.readwn.com~ he did not hesitate to rush forward, the fall of a sword and another sword.

There are more and more wounds on the sable, and the headache is becoming more intense, making him unable to concentrate.

“Hey!” “Hey!”

A sword mark appeared on the purple scorpion. If it was not at the same speed, he was afraid that he would have been killed by a soft sword.

"Damn, what the **** is this? You can't kill me!"

Holding his head, only the purple scorpion that evades the action, immediately roared. This kind of pain, Jane reached the limit, if it was not on the battlefield of life and death, Zi Yan was afraid that he could not hold on and fainted.

The crisis of death is still there, and the purple scorpion does not dare to faint.

I don't know if this roar has played a role, or the pain has reached a limit. After the pain, the pain is dissipated like a tide.

The sensory world of Zi Yan, at this moment, has undergone significant changes.