Heavenly Star

Chapter 363

“Drink!! ”

A long whistle swept through the sky, breaking through the night sky, such as the eagle's whistling sky, straight into the heart. All people, including the flaming sky, felt their hearts violently shaken by this long whistle. The long whistle was free from frustration, anger and desolation, but only appalling killings and warfare.

Another batch of people came around, face to face like water, full of flaming soul smell. Two of them are by no means weaker than the flaming sky. They were all staring at the cold cliff, and the god of heart was also moved by his long whistle, and in his heart, an unstoppable little admiration was born. This is a trapped beast who has no chance of escape tonight, but when this beast is desolate to live and die, he will do everything in his power to fight for his life, his self-knowledge and his death will undoubtedly be many times scarier.

The hearts of men have become heavenly. On their soil, there are many masters surrounding a man, but they feel a heavy repression from the cold cliffs.

After a long tsunami, the cold cliff moved, and the sperm shined a slight bloody light in the eyes of the sword. He flanked, side stabbed, blade stabbed to the right hand side of the heart of the ~ ~ person who revealed his identity. He moved, and those who locked his breath to death moved simultaneously, and for a time, the chaotic atmosphere swept through the surrounding space, and the stirred air currents lifted up the whistling wind and scattered all over the place.

“Cold Cliff!!” Pinger was taken further out under the impact of the airfield and watched as the cold cliff's body was submerged in a more terrible attack than a master, she suddenly woke up from a nightmare screaming in panic. He grabbed her dead before the cold cliff, but when Flaming said the phrase, "Don't hurt Pinger if you have to," he didn't hesitate to push her far away, keeping her away from him, away from the danger.

chī chī!

The middle-aged man who was stabbed in the front of the cold cliff grunted coldly, taking a step backwards, grabbing it with his right hand, and taking it to the wrist of the cold cliff. But just as his palm was about to touch the wrist of the cold cliff, the body of the cold cliff in the sky was pushed from behind, the incredible sky rose again, suddenly stabbing forward... the middle-aged man's hand pressed on his arm, the turquoise broken blade, also straight into his left chest, through the heart, the tip of the bloodstained blade emerged from behind him, under the night sky a slight of green light.

The middle-aged man stared at his eyes and his left hand, which caught the arm of the cold cliff, drowned helplessly. This powerful man, with high spiritual strength, was killed by a cold cliff. And the cold cliff, which only demanded the death of the other party, completely ignored the attack of the crisis behind him, also exposed his back door, several heavy palm winds like boulders pressed down from his back.

A few murmurs, three palms hit simultaneously, but not the body of the cold cliff, but the middle-aged man who had just died under the cold cliff blade and could fall in the future. Those paths violently smashed middle-aged people's bodies and smashed them far away. And the cold cliffs... the cold wind swept from their downwind as they stunned, and an icy, faint green light flashed through their three eyes, and that ice passed through their lower limbs under the cold light of green lightning before passing into their hearts.

The stacked screaming vocals carried a convulsion of the heart, six neat sections, cut into different lengths and short lower limbs to spill blood in the same direction, and the three men also sank in the horror of witnessing their lower limbs separated... like falling into an endless abyss.

Cold Cliff knew he was going to die, he was not panicking, he was not frenzied, he was not losing his mind, but rather he was surprisingly calm, as if it were not his night of death, but his game of free slaughter. He calmly perceived the movement of any airflow around him, calmly guessed their course of action, and calmly searched for every opportunity that flashed away. The first blow he had just stabbed was suddenly added under unexpected circumstances, and then the first time he sank his body, he didn't even look behind him, he rolled around directly on the ground, scraped away, and three spiritual masters were cut off at the same time by him.

It is not the hungry wolves that are horrible, but the wolves that are forced into desperate situations, forgetting the rebellion!

In a short breathing room, the cold cliff struck twice in a row, leaving virtually no void in the middle. One person died and three were scrapped. The attack was so harsh that there was no hesitation, as if waiting for them to come to the door. When the light glistened through his calm eyes, he actually had an impulse to celebrate. Such harshness, such reflex nerves, such sharp flashes, are not something that can be possessed by strength alone. At the very least, he has the strength of a cold cliff, but he will never be able to make two hits at that spectacular performance.

The cold cliff's body swayed dark shadows, traveling back and forth in the crowd approaching him. He avoided falling into siege, for it would surely bring him to his death too quickly. He has no intention of surviving tonight, his only purpose is to pull more North Emperor people to cushion his back!

A ripping air spike has been hidden in the night and traveling back and forth on a cold cliff for the third time. A high-handed North Emperor's neck, just waving his hand, was directly cut in half and his eyeballs protruded, like a ghost. The dark figure of the cold cliff, yet incredibly diving into the chaotic crowd of the night, mysteriously disappeared from sight...

Either he hides it or he hits it. He is not the kind of warrior who is good at fighting, but hidden in the dark, waiting, once he finds the chance, explodes instantly, hits and dies! He does not possess a fighting technique, but a killing technique.

“Bang” sound, on the shoulder of the cold cliff, two stiff memories, made his consciousness appear briefly blank, but he suddenly started from an incredible angle along the inclination of his body, successively crossing the chest belly of two people, carrying two waves of blood fog and successive screams. Then, his body was short and, once again, under the cover of darkness, he could not know where to dive.

La... another bloody fog took off and splashed onto several people's clothes. Apart from the flaming sky, three other celestial masters finally could no longer remain silent, looked at each other, floated up and rushed to the cold cliff. In a short time, they've known to underestimate the price of this person.

Seeing the three joined, the panic in Pinger's heart was amplified for a moment. Her eyes were searching for that drifting shadow in the confused crowd. The shadow that made the North Emperor unconscious and turned her into an inconceivable shadow. She could always see where he was at once. It was a subtle feeling that led her attention to him firmly.

With the addition of three celestial masters, three mountains were pressed against the cold cliffs at the same time. They did underestimate the cold cliff before... In the beginning, the flames were just one move to defeat the cold cliff. When they met him, there inevitably appeared a "but so” assessment in their hearts. At this moment, they could not help but wonder, is the elder Yan really a move to defeat him?

If Cold Cliff alone against three heavenly masters, the pressure was much heavier than his present situation, while the dozens of people who besieged him became the best cover for his hidden figure. His figure traveled through the crowd, seemed like a ghost charm, and suddenly exploded at an unacceptable time, bringing a bloody rain of dancing. He has not stopped moving for a second. All of his opponents will walk with him. He will never get tangled with him. Once he strikes, he will be hit. Then, in the shadow of a wave, he appears outside of the county like a ghost. Three heavenly strong men approached him over and over again, but never touched his corner from the beginning.

Flaming as an eagle, he looked at the shadow of the cold cliff. Behind him, at some point, there appeared an old man of four years, all around sixty years old. He also had a steady face. He turned a blind eye to the corpse that had fallen on the ground in a bloody mist. He had no intention of interfering. In his eyes, he was flashing with sincere admiration.

“Was it really a trick to beat him?” An old man frowned.

“Oh, the rumors do, and so does the Young Lord. To say the flames are defeating him, it's extraordinary luck.” Another old man laughed.

“Such a man, the husband can't bear to ruin his heart. If he can get into my North Emperor Zone, huh..."

“He is an evil man, and, with such a vigorous eye, if he is faithful to a master, he will surely follow him to death and will not betray him for life. ”

Turning to the four old people, he said: “If power, this child barely reaches the lower order of the heavens, which is far worse than us, but he is amazing with the explosive power, the fierce attack, the acute reflex nerve, all of which I have seen in my life, combined with these… this, is an extinct murder weapon that exists for the purpose of murder. ”

“Unfortunately, this murder weapon is already possessed and will never belong to anyone else.” An old man's tape lamented.

“In that case, even though it is deplorable, it can only be destroyed. ”

“Though he still seems to have more than the edge at this moment, his attention and spirit are always very tense, and his strength is relatively shallow, and he is not suitable for a long fight at all. His strength and energy are almost exhausted and should not last long. ”

Five people looked at the cold cliff at the same time, although not obvious, but his movements did show a slight obstruction relative to the previous one, and the frequency of strikes was slightly lower, but his war intentions did not fade slightly, his eyes were still as cold as they had initially been, and there were no waves.

In their hearts, they couldn't help sighing.

“It is a mercy to let him survive. After all, he is an evil man. Let's do it.” The old man in the middle said.