Chapter 610 (2/2)

I saw that the black sword in his hand was divided into two parts by the Qi of the sword. Half of the black sword was in his hand, with blood on it.

It was left on his shoulder. He was cut by the blow just now. At the moment, his shoulder is open, and his white robe is stained with a large amount of blood. The blood is still flowing out, ferocious and barefaced

Qingfeng glanced at the dragon, but his eyes were shocked and deep.

The strike of long Qingxie just now combined five attributes and his own fighting spirit. He thought he could take his strike

But now the result is

Is his strength really above him?

No way!

He didn't believe that there was anyone in the world who had more talent than him.

He is the first one to break through the martial arts sage in less than 30 years. It's absolutely impossible for anyone to be more talented than him. It's absolutely impossible.

Qing Feng's eyes became more fierce, and the darkness in his eyes was a little bit more. ”This time, I'll take your life!”

”Do you have the ability to take it?” Dragon Qing evil mouth bloodthirsty smile a hum, eye light inside flit a touch of uninteresting.

Such arrogant and conceited people waste their strength in vain.

”Then you can see if I have the ability!” His voice just fell.

Suddenly, Qingfeng's figure suddenly flickered, and in an instant, six illusions appeared around longqingxie.

Phantom?

The cloud dance under the stage frowned slightly, and the light of eyes flashed a little bit of surprise.These six illusions have the same breath and strength as the noumenon, and they can't tell which is the real noumenon.

But the strength is equal to that of six people

She had never seen such a mirage. The strength of the six martial saints in the early stage was six to one!

Cloud dance looks at the dragon to pour evil, the Mou light passes a touch of worry.

I don't know if this man can handle it.

Long Qingxie's eyes dropped and his smile swept the six figures in front of his eyes. The bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to be gradually deepened and added a lot.

Suddenly, a shadow came.

Just at the moment of dragon's evil hand, another figure came at a gallop.

Want to give him a double-click?

As soon as the dragon's evil eyes narrowed, his purple fighting spirit condensed, and his feet moved, he took a quick hand to solve one problem in an instant.

However, it was at the same moment.

”Brush!”

He suddenly felt the wind whistling in his ears, and his figure leaped in the air in an instant. It was still a step late

The black Dousha on his head floats in the wind, showing off a perfect radian and a sound of cool air under the stage.

The burned face, pockmarked and uncovered, showed itself in front of everyone.

”How ugly

”Is this the true face of long Shizi?”

”No wonder they wear black gauze all day long.”

”It's really ugly. People like this don't find a way to get in.”

“……”

At the beginning, he was still shocked by the strength of the dragon, but at this time, he was completely frightened by the appearance of his black Dousha.

One after another, the sound of disgust spread all of a sudden.

Cloud dance listen to the public's discussion, lazy eyes swept a frost, the sharp smile of the corner of the mouth also hook up.

Not only did people talk in whispers, but Zhou Feiyu and Shangguan were stunned for a long time when they saw his face.

Although we all know that he was disfigured, we didn't think it would be so serious. A face with edges and corners is beyond recognition now.

Even the lips are half burned

Isn't he the evil man? How can such a face be under the black Dousha?

Is this his face changing? Or is that what he is? Otherwise, why do you dare not show your true face all the time?

Zhou Feiyu looks at the dragon and looks back at the cloud dance.