Vol 3 Chapter 992: Backhand (1/2)

Listening to the voice of Zi Zi, the eyes of Bi You and Wei Tuo are bright.

Is this another trick to seduce?

At this moment, the two people's admiration for the purple scorpion can no longer be described in words.

It is simply worship!

This is the purple singer, the purple singer of that year, even if there is no memory of the year, but still as strong as that.

It’s amazing to be counted as many times without being counted.

Looking at the purple scorpion that had already stood up in the knife, several devils first glimpsed, and then they laughed.

It’s like hearing a nice joke.

There is a demon's waist that is bent and the tears are coming out. ”What are the expressions of your two fools? Do you really believe that he still has the strength to resist?”

The two are stunned, isn’t it?

\”Do you know how much effort did we spend for this attack? First try to get five of you to run away, then control the other four souls and force them to raise their realm. Not only that, but The weapons needed for the sneak attack are also deliberately concise. They are specially used to kill the spirits. It is a miracle that he did not die.”

\”Besides, we must conspire with the Protoss, they sent Shao Xinyuan to be outside. Everything is in our plan, the only change is that you suddenly arrived, so that you lost contact with the Protoss. But everything It’s okay, although you’re not dead, but you’re not far from death.”

This is the blood of the dragon, but also the truth.

This time the assassination is not only the Mozu, but also the shadow of the Protoss. It seems that there are many Protoss awakened this time. At least the scale has been formed, and it is still silent.

This time, Ziyan issued a decree, and these people knew the sacred sacred sage of the year, and naturally wanted to find a way to remove him before the purple scorpion had grown.

Then I have this calculation.

Wei Tuo knows the truth of the brothers’ sudden shots on the purple scorpion, the abnormal anger, and the murder in the eyes.

The Mozu said: ”Don't worry, a few of your brothers will soon be reunited.”

Then he looked at Zi Yan again, ”I have heard the story for so long, and gave you enough time, you still can't fall?”

Zi Yan smiled coldly and said: \”Do you really have no one? So calculate me like this, chance only once, not only those of you? Call everyone else out, let me see and see, Even before the death, I opened my eyes.”

The four people didn't smile, because they couldn't laugh out. The performance of Zi Yan was too calm. They were calm and they couldn't tell the truth and the fake.

Looking at the four people who were silent, Zi Yan said: ”What about people? Come out?”

It’s quiet all around, obviously no one, or someone is definitely not coming out.

It is clear that the purple scorpion is already weak at the moment, and it is the real weakness, the kind of serious injury, but he is calm and unsettling.

Running is impossible to escape, even if the purple is not pretentious, they will not run.

Zi Yan said: \”Forget it, then you four are better, it is revenge for the four brothers of Wei Tuo.”

The voice fell, and the purple scorpion burned a flame.

The art of recovery.

Can instantly stimulate your potential and repair your own injuries.

The flame shrouded the purple body, and the original feeling of weakness was receding, and the weapons that were specifically aimed at the purple scorpion melted under the flame.

This is a unique power, and the resurgence of the moment is destroying this power.

This changed the face of the four people.

Zi Yan sneered: ”If you are here, then don't go.”

He flew forward, while a black light flew out beside him.