Heaven Awakening Path

Mm-hmm.

Hate can't die Wen Yan stunned.

This voice, she doesn't know it, but she immediately realized who it was, and she immediately realized what it was: right here on this rib eye, Sylvan broke through! And regained the power of the stripped spirit!

But this guy said that...

“You're insane! Is that funny? Help me, you bastard!” Cursing and screaming, crying and laughing. In the face of bullying and abuse like Los Angeles stopped, even when she was in total despair and could not even die, she did not shed a tear, she was not the girl who expected tears to solve the problem. But at this moment, she cried, when all of a sudden there was hope, all of a sudden there was a savior, all of a sudden she found a reliance from despair, she cried, no.

Funny?

Sifan didn't find this funny at all, but he was embarrassed to break through himself. Why is it such a bad time, how can there be two people doing that next to a big man like himself? But when the warm words shouted out and cried out, he immediately realized that the situation wasn't what he was doing.

Sifan got up slowly, he was a little used to having only one consciousness, and suddenly he regained all his senses, and for a moment he wasn't comfortable. He moved his body for a moment, twisted his neck, and his joints all over his body made a continuous "chirp” sound. He quickly entered the state, his eyes locked straight on Los Angeles' body.

“Let him go.” Sifan has no anger in his tone, but it is an absolutely unquestionable tone.

“What if I say no?” Los Angeles stopped laughing, but it wasn't very clear what happened to Sivan. Why did you wake up all of a sudden when there was no response? All he knows is that this guy is not very good at it. I heard that he was seriously injured at Tianzhao College. When the other three showed their hands, he was a cumbersome guy who had to be looked after all the time.

Is that what you want to learn from heroes to save beauty?

Los Angeles just finds it funny. He didn't panic too much, for him it was just killing one more person. And killing such an outer courtyard is much less stressful than killing a temper.

Yes, the moment he missed it, he didn't want it to survive. And now there's just one more insignificant burial, no big deal.

But hurry up.

Los Angeles wondered, did not wait for Sivan's next move, such a small figure need to waste time so carefully?

And he laughed, and his smile was filled with drama, and he laughed at Sivan's impotence, and he turned away.

whoosh!

A finger wind struck out.

He is a spiritual penetrator. In addition to the alien “Qi Qi”, he also has a certain ability to manage Qi. Though far from as tough as Chu Min, there have been few casualties, especially at good speeds.

Pā!

A crisp sound, a face already diluted.

Lo stopped looking surprised.

At such a distance, at such a speed, this memory hits the wind of Sifan's eyebrows and is avoided by the other party's silent slight turning away. The action was so accurate, so agile. The wind eventually struck but one of the faces in the mural behind him.

Los Angeles had completely forgotten the gentle words around him, and he couldn't help but take another step back. With more distance, he would be more confident in the method of attack he used.

Pfft! Pfft!

Luo stopped his hands together, his left and right hands took two fingers each, again constantly beating the wind, but without exception, all flashed easily by Xifan, the mural behind him instantly added a few more caves, but Xifan was unharmed.

“How is that possible?” Lo, stop screaming incredibly.

Sifan moves fast, but avoids his wind like this, not fast, but accurate judgment. This is true of Sifan, who is extremely accurate in his judgment, with no excess in every evasive move, and who quickly adjusts to avoid the next blow, as if he knew exactly how to attack Los Angeles.

Pā! Pá!

Lo stopped uncomfortably and raised his hand a few more fingers, but the result was the same, exactly the same. But Sifan had escaped the blows and rushed to his face.

“Always bullying the weak, so you don't know how much to hide your attack intentions?” Sifan said, already punched. A straight punch, right in Lo's stopping face, Lo stopped nosebleed long, backwards, then raised his head, suddenly there was another smile on his face.

“Hehehehe...” he smiled, raising his hand, fingerwind sweeping out again.

“Watch out!” Wen Yan immediately realized what was going on and hurried out.

Hmm?

Sifan was also stunned this time. The opponent in front of him, every time he made a previous move, from his eyes to his face to his movements, had no intention of not exposing him. So every time Sifan can tell the exact location of the attack well in advance and then evade. But this time, this guy looks like he's just raising his hand and hiding all the emotional actions that expose his intentions?

Unpredictably, Sifan had to make a massive move to avoid it, but this time, as if the other party's fingerwind knew his intentions, he still hit him, hitting Sifan's right hand.

The powerful wind collided with Sifan's right hand, making an indescribable sound, and Sifan's right hand immediately bled out.

“Exasperation! His powers can hit the scent symbol he's locked in!” Wen Yan called.

“Nice!” Bloody Los Angeles stopped laughing, “Now, that's your right hand! ”

Sifan's right hand hit Los Angeles, and he smelled Los Angeles, and he immediately made it his target.

Speaking, the wind came back up.

Pfft...

Once again, Sifan's right hand is beaten, no movement can be stopped, and blood spills out again. And Lo stopped as cruel as he had been before, never stopping, followed by another blow. Sifan's right hand quickly became bloody, and he turned around and said to warmth, "Is that how you were defeated? ”

Wen Yan Jiao.

“He must have attacked your weakness and couldn't stand the weakness of pain.” Sifan said.

“Yes, and you?” Lo stopped laughing wildly and his hands kept pointing the wind and attacking Sifan's right hand.

“Crazy!” Sifan had rushed forward, his right hand stretched out in front of him, like a shield, Lo stopped beating the wind all over him, splashing blood, and splashing a big bloody flower in front of him.

“I still have my left hand!” Sifan said, his left fist swung out, the bloodshed ripped open, his fist hit Lo Pause straight on his face full of surprises.

Psst!

One punch!

“And the right hand isn't that hard at all! ”

Right fist up, second fist!

Boom!

Los Angeles was punched in the fist and hit the wall behind him. His eyes were full of fear, and when he waved his hands, he could no longer concentrate on controlling the power of Qi Qi, and he watched Sifan rush to his face in horror.

“Kill him!!!” The warm words of anger shouted angrily at this moment.

“What can I say?” Sifan said.

“Don't, kill me...” Lo stopped only halfway to say, Sifan's left hand had stuck firmly around his neck and his right hand, full of blood, pressed over his head.

The instinct to survive made Lo stop once again to regain the spirit of Qi, Qi, once again to be mastered by him, with the power of Qi to attack, through his “Qi by Qi” guide, stabbed Sifan's right hand.

But what can this do?

Los Angeles did not feel a slight shake in his right hand pressing on top of his head, and his own attack seemed to be absent from the other side.

Obviously not! Los Angeles can't figure it out anyway, his own precision attack is so rudely dealt with by the other party?

Sifan's right hand bled over Lo's stopped forehead and bled with Lo's stopped face blurring his gaze.

rumble.

This was the last sound Los Angeles stopped hearing, and then he just felt his head seemingly unsupported, as if it was falling down, his blurred gaze finally disappeared at this moment, and Shivan broke his neck.

“Kill." Xifan turned around and said to Wen, letting go and showing Wen Yan.

“Really... kill?” Wen Yan stunned.

“I was just a temper...” Wen said.

“Shouldn't I kill him?” Sifan frowned, and that look, was totally questioning the quality of the discourse.

“Time to kill!” It is also very firm, she hesitated to say: “But let you kill me like this...”

“Raise your hand.” Sifan said.

“Alas, forget it...” The gentle words didn't want to say anything. Of course, she was worried not about Los Angeles stopping to kill, but about who to kill. Sivan disposed of it like this, I'm afraid it was another wave of trouble. But anyway, Sylvan protected her. What else could she complain about? If there's any trouble, she should take care of it.

“Is your hand okay?” Wen asked, seeing Sifan's right hand still dripping blood.

“Nothing.” Sivan laughed, “My weakness is not in my right hand.” When he was done, he went straight forward and pounded.

Blood, instantly stained his back.

(Number 29, we're in the countdown!! I still don't have a copy!