Chapter 711 (1/2)

One after another, the whole sky was dark, and the huge sword storm tore everything and waved an endless sharp breath.

Outside the tornado, Xiliu stood in mid air, his chest fluctuated violently, his whole body was black and blue, and his breath was extremely dazzling; More than a drop of blood, Xiliu looked at Scott saint in the center of the storm and shook hands. His veins and blood vessels beat ferociously.

He is running out of oil, the lamp is dry, and the sword God mode is beginning to appear. I have to say that the man is very strong. If his intuition had not broken through, he might have explained it here today.

Most importantly, from a few hours ago, he had a premonition of uneasiness. Suddenly, it seemed that something had left. Although it was very weak, it really existed.

It was not until several familiar smells disappeared that Xiliu realized that someone was dead, and not one or two, which made him, some could not believe it.

Therefore, Xiliu had prepared for the worst, forced down the agitation in his heart, and took the man seriously.

Slightly bent over, the frenzied sword Qi rotated, and Xiliu looked at Scott Saint fiercely and made the final competition.

The invisible figure, nine streamers crossed, merged into one, and a bright light rushed to the final enemy.

It was cold all over. Scott Saint had no dead corner to defend himself with his mind. However, when Xiliu made the last attack, at that moment, Scott Saint directly got creepy.

”Die!”

Appeared out of thin air. I hope to use my strongest move to cut the sky and erase it.

His eyes beat, and Sgt Saint watched helplessly. The dazzling light tore the atmosphere and roared on his own mental barrier.

A roar seemed to fill the whole mind. Scott Saint felt that his head was about to explode, and blood began to overflow from his seven orifices.

”Block it for me, block it...”

Anger roars, and all the power condenses at this moment; His eyes were bloodshot, and Scott Saint used all his strength.

Zizi sounds like falling into an oil pan, an invisible competition, and a surge of air pressure flattens the surroundings; Lightning flint, Scott Saint opened his mouth and vomited blood. The air in front of him began to crack. His mental barrier couldn't support it.

”No...”

Silent across, a white light cut through the sky, and the whole world was silent.

Blood spilled. In an instant, Scott saint was divided in two. Flesh and viscera fell to the ground one after another.

At the same time, Xiliu's body shook, his face was bloodless, like a rootless reed, recovered, fell to the ground.

Without any strength, Xiliu is exhausted at the moment. Even if he falls naturally, he is likely to fall to death.

”Damn...”

The falling speed is faster and faster. Looking at the slowly approaching ground, Xiliu even wants to scold. Did he not die in battle, but fall to death?

However, the shock of the body has left Xiliu helpless.

The ground shook and a dark shadow rose in the air at this time, grabbed Xiliu directly and fell to the ground.

It was so dangerous, so dangerous, almost in close contact with the ground. With a pale face, Xiliu felt that his heart was beating at an overclocking rate.

With lingering palpitations, Xiliu fell to the ground and gasped.

”Tezolo, thanks.”

Life was guaranteed. Xiliu looked at the embarrassed figure standing in front of him and thanked him.

”I don't want another man to die in this war.”

His voice was low and hoarse, and tezolo's face was extremely cold.

With a jump in his eyes, Xiliu thought of the breath that suddenly disappeared a few hours ago. He opened his mouth hard and said calmly, ”who left.”

From tezolo's words, Xiliu has got the answer, but he doesn't know who it is.

”Waldo, Ulis, Abu, YIZUN, Kira...”

Looking at the endless battle in the distance, tezolo held his fists and trembled in his heart.

”What are you talking about?” Xiliu stared and didn't react.

”You heard right. They're all dead.”

”How could it be? How could Waldo die?” Xiliu couldn't bear it. If other people died, Xiliu at least had psychological preparation, because their strength was not very high, but Waldo was different. This guy was a Tianjie with the same title as him.

”Can you stand up?”

Tezolo did not explain, but asked if Xiliu could get up.