Chapter 1402: Stone array (1/2)

The spirits gaze, as if they heard the best joke in the world, ”Can't I kill you?”

The faint and faint figure of the purple scorpion, watching the war, calmly said: ”Of course!”

The spirit is furious: ”Jokes, I don't kill you, I think you are not bad, you have to control you, work for me, you don't forget my identity!”

The purple smirk smiled and had a sarcasm on his face. The expression seemed to say that you can't kill me. \\顶\\点\\小说

”Okay, okay, good! Since you take the initiative to find death, then I will let you see my real means. However, I will not kill you, because I will leave you with great use.”

This time, Zi Yan did not answer, he answered the facts.

There was a sword in his hand, the sword was pale gold, slender, with some barbs on it.

Seeing the strange sword, the warrior smiled disdainfully: ”The knife has not killed me, can you kill with this broken sword? And you look at the color of the sword, it can hardly appear even the entity. It is.”

Purple is still not talking, this is not that he does not want to talk, it is really no extra strength.

The other party is too strong, powerful and unimaginable.

Now, Zi Yan is afraid to speak again, the body can not be shaped, it will dissipate directly, body!

The sable did not speak, and even closed her eyes.

”Hurricane!”

War spirits anger, body shape once again sword, although the power of this sword is weaker than just now, but it is enough to kill the current purple.

When the sword light came, Zi Yan didn't blink. He just stabbed the slender sword in his hand and stabbed it toward the front.

Among the Jianguang, the war spirit saw this thorn, and the sarcasm on his face was even stronger.

With such a little strength, I want to block him, it is just a dream!

This thorn, did not block the Jianguang.

But the meaning of this thorn itself is not blocking, but killing.

With this thorn, the front void seems to be pierced, and a circular space black hole appears. This space black hole seems to extend in another direction.

This thorn did not pay attention to the long sword, so it pierced through the black hole near the sword.

It was such a thorn that the long sword not far away suddenly began to tremble, followed by a panic voice: ”How is this possible?”

After the roar, Jianguang directly blasted from the front of the purple scorpion, and the figure of the war spirit manifested.

At this moment, in the heart of the war, a slender sword is being inserted, and this sword is just the sword of the purple.

Of course, Zi Yan will not admit that this is a sword.

Because this is a thorn, named Dragon Thorns!

The source of the body is a different fantasy dragon!

”You...” The warrior looked at the heart of the heart, the dragon thorn that gradually dissipated, and then looked up at the incredible incense.

A small sword that was inconspicuous, even ignoring the defense stabbed him.

At this moment, with the dissipation of the chest sword, the war spirit also felt that his life was dissipated with the long sword.

Zi Yan opened his eyes, his eyes were tired and very weak, but he was still calm: ”This is not a sword, it is a dragon thorn! If you completely awaken the alien identity, you may recognize this kind of thing! This is the same as you. The weapons held by the interracial companions are the first time I use them. It seems that the effect is not bad!”

The shape of the warrior began to shake, I don’t know if it was mad, or the soul was on the verge of dissipating.

Zi Yan began to condense the last strength in the body, calmly said: ”I said before, your fate is already doomed, so you are destined to end here! And the end of you is this thing!”

When the words fall, the purple scorpion lifts the golden scabbard and slams toward the front.

This is just a random glimpse. There is no technique at all. The power contained above is also weak and negligible.

But these forces are like the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. After a touch of knives touched the body of the war, the spirit used to maintain the strength of the body was broken, and then his body disappeared like a blue smoke. .

Countless years ago, it was such a thing that destroyed his life as an alien.

And countless years later, it became a resurrection of the war, but I did not expect to die under the scabbard.

This may be really... fatale.

......

The outside world, looking at the two people who are motionless, everyone is full of nervous colors.

The collision of Ling Nian, the outcome will almost be revealed soon.

But the victory and defeat between Zi Yan and the War Spirit seems to be coming a little late.

Between heaven and earth, the sense of oppression of the suppression of spiritual thoughts is still there, and no one is rushing forward.

From the expressions of the two people, there was no abnormality at all. When the waiting was a little anxious, the pressure between the heavens and the earth suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The pressure disappeared, representing the victory and defeat has been divided, the expression of the people is more tense, the eyes are staring at the two people.

The two... still motionless.

”Why not still move?”

”Who is born and who died?”

There is no life in the two, so everyone can't decide who is born and who is dead.

Although everyone has lost their patience, they can only wait at this moment.

”Purple 宸 ... will not have an accident?” Fan Shi looked at the front, very worried.

No one answered him next to him because everyone wanted to know the answer and everyone was nervous.

A strong wind blew through, blowing up the leaves in the forest, bringing up the ruffles on the two people, and also driving the figure of the war.