C382 (1/2)
”Death Dead? Master situ ye, did you die in the hands of matchless sons? ” Tianjiao, a Sima's Tianjiao, looked at the half kneeling body of situ ye with a look of horror. They were born in Sima family at the same time. Naturally, they knew the horror of this immortal demon. But now he has been killed here, which is too shocking.
”Mr. situ ye, I'd like to give you some advice. I always don't like to be threatened by people around me, so if there is an afterlife, you should take care of your own mouth! ” With a hiss, Hong Ling takes back the gun and doesn't look at the fallen body.
At the moment, situ Ye opened his eyes wide, his eyes staring at the void, and his mouth was so stunned that he could not close it. To his death, he did not understand how he could be defeated in the hands of the humble lower world Tianjiao. He was Tianjiao, the other surname of Sima family. He was born noble and talented. How could he die? How could he die?
However, this is the last consciousness of situ Ye. When his focus gradually dissipated, the whole world finally completely lost his position. No matter how brilliant the past life is, people die like lights out. Even if future generations sing about their past, they are just dead bones in the grave.
Sima Jin's face is gloomy at the moment, staring at the Hongling who is walking slowly. He does not hide the killing intention in his eyes. The matchless son of the world seems to be about to fall down, but his body is just going to tilt, still faltering. Hum! A sword chant sounded, but Su Yu came from the sky with his sword and guarded him.
”Big brother Hongling, are you ok?” Su Yu looked at Hong Ling with some worry. In a panic, he took out the fruit and fed him to swallow it.
As the ancestor of the vampire, but also have a strong blood, she is very clear about Hong Ling's situation. At the moment, even if the fruit is precious, she can't care much about it. It is not that situ Ye's sword did not fail to achieve a trace of victory. On the contrary, it was a terrible cut.
Hong Ling's chest was almost cut open by him. That extremely terrible knife, oblique cut in matchless son's left shoulder, has spread to his abdomen. Even if the young man's spine had not been broken, he would have been broken in two.
Su Yu stares at Hong Ling's wound in horror. Her eyes are full of dignified color. Such a heavy injury is by no means unusual. His internal organs were almost crushed by the Dao Qi of situ Ye. Even the hard scale on his chest was cut in two at the moment. If not for the abnormal self-healing ability of the blood of the ancestors and the blood of the dragon, plus the defense of the Yan Huang emperor mirror, I'm afraid that the great Chu would lose a peerless heaven pride.
Forced to endure the pain from her chest, Hongling managed to keep her self-consciousness awake. Today, his chest is full of thick plasma, which is directly crushed by knife Qi and rib fragments. If he loses control of his body, he is afraid that the residual Sabre Qi in the wound will burst his skin membrane in an instant, making him explode like fireworks.
He tried his best to mobilize the residual force of the law of destiny and constantly refined the Dao Qi of situ Ye. Now, he can only rely on himself, even if others want to help. Once another air machine rushes into his chest, it will become the last straw to crush the camel, and completely release the sabre Qi suppressed by him. At that time, his whole body will be cut into pieces.
Fortunately, the Zhuguo that Su Yu fed him was indeed a rare elixir. Only one, it makes up for a small half of his vitality, so that he can maintain his own function, not to make rootless flesh and blood necrosis. From the beginning to the end, he did not look at Sima Jin.
”Young master, do we want to kill this matchless son of a generation now?” Nine red some unexpected looking at the silent Sima Jin, opened his mouth to ask.
However, Sima Jin just shook his head and did not speak. He didn't have such an idea, but when he showed a trace of evil spirit, he felt two very huge killing intentions, which locked his body. That power is far superior to the ghost fairyland. First, it seems to be from the black and white demon dog. And the other force comes from the matchless son of the world.
These two forces, even if Sima Jin had the magic weapon of ghost fairyland, did not dare to do it at all. It seemed to be better than the old ancestors he had seen in his family. At the moment when they appeared, the third young master of Sima was full of despair. Fortunately, when he withdrew his intention to kill, the two forces fell silent.
Baozi was surprised to stare at Hongling or his space ring. The blue dog's eyes were full of teasing. It turns out that the old women are also afraid of the death of the eldest? This is really strange enough, when Queen Nata will worry about the safety of a little monk.
The baby girl and steamed stuffed buns are deterred from Sima Jin's actions by breath, which naturally can't hide from Hong Ling. This is also his courage to fight hard to kill situ Ye. Whether it is the strength of steamed stuffed buns that is comparable to the divine realm, or the white steam that the baby girl breathes out, it has the power of a strong man in the divine realm. This is enough to wipe out any friar in the rosefinch nest. Even if he has the strength of ghost fairyland, it is not enough.