Thunder Martial

By the time he saw the calm face, the miner with the crane mouth had noticed that it was not good. But his offense has taken shape, and it is obviously too late to retreat at this moment.

Just as the purple knife came out, the crane mouth picked up and recovered, and the miner's expression appeared a little stubborn.

“Whoosh!”

The knife slipped past the crane's mouth pickle, slanted down, and a smooth slope appeared. The blade fell undiminished and continued to slash, slipping from the miner's cheek.

The blow fell fast.

As soon as the attack ended, there was a stick shadow coming from one side towards the purple sheath, blocked by a knife sheath.

“Pong!”

A shock shook, and Ziqian backed off with a sheath.

During the retreat, facing several clicks, the purple figure dodged left and right. The attacks of those weapons, which are less lethal than those of those weapons, are avoided to the best of their ability, even if they are struck by weapons such as sticks or cranes.

In the process of dodging the figure, Purple Hand interrupted the knife no longer, still resisting with the knife sheath. Once the opportunity is seized during this period, Purple will launch a fierce attack.

“Pfft!”

The knife swept past the body and a holy king retracted in shape, as he retreated, his wound began to spill black blood.

The second Saint King is dead!

In the field, these people knew that the purple blade was heavily poisoned, and everyone was careful, but after the purple blade, they found that the purple blade was completely irresistible.

“Pfft!”

The dagger flashed again, and the third Saint King died in front of Purple.

The cost of killing three people in front of a group of holy kings is also immense. He had eight epithelial trauma feet, two visible bone blood marks on his arm, a sword mark on his shoulder and a long mouth between his waist ribs.

The blood from his body, which runs along the wound, is good that these people are not poisoned.

The toxins of green snakes are very strong. Normally people do not dare to fight such a highly poisonous idea. They exist like purple snakes, but rarely.

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The Holy King, who died in front of the Purple King, has reached five.

Those next to him scattered again, and the purple body was already scarred, and his own blood was almost everywhere.

His injuries have been severe enough to be almost lethal in everyone's eyes. But purple is not even a frown wrinkle, as if it were not your own flesh.

His expression was as calm as ever, and his eyebrows were as chilling as ever. His left hand dripping sheath has turned red, and the right-hand knife handle is similarly blood-stained, prominent and eye-catching.

That's his own blood, all his own.

He came to this world, became a mortal, and his blood no longer possessed special powers.

Five people died and there were still nearly twenty people in the field, who became more vigilant and indifferently stared at the purple in the field. And a few of them, the weapons in their hands were dripping blood, which belonged to purple blood.

Holtdis looked at Purple and said indifferently: "Your rebellion makes no sense, death is only a matter of time! ”

Zizheng replied calmly: "Even if I die, I will kill you old man! ”

Speaking of which, a brief pause in the fighting broke out again.

Purple shaped forward and headed straight for Holtdis, who had seen Purple powerful, unconscious two steps back, then lay on the long sword to make a defensive posture.

Who knew that the action of purple claw forward was actually vague, his body instantly retracted, the knife in his right hand, followed the body to draw a half circle and cut off towards a forward king behind him.

At this moment, in front of the Holy King, there are two others, one with a crane's mouth and the other with a short sword, both of them without any hesitation attacking the Purple Sword.

In the eyes of both of us, in the face of such an attack, Purple Hidden will surely hide. Because if you don't hide, you get hit by two people, Purple Fear is instantaneous loss of fighting power.

But Zizhen didn't hide. He just kept coming forward. His eyes stared dead at the target. The light in the corner of his eyes watched the attack that was about to fall on him.

“Bang!”

Crane's mouth smashed into the purple heart, causing his body to vibrate suddenly and the crisp bone fracture continued to sound. The blow broke several of his ribs unknowingly.

“Pfft!”

The short sword was hidden by the purple blade before it was stabbed into the purple body, rubbing his shoulder armor into it.

“Whoosh!”

Faced with the first two attacks that hit him, Purple Face had no expression on his face, his hands broken and his knife slashed hard, the crane in front of him and a holy king, his body separated from the middle.

After a single blow, Purple's body was spinning rapidly again, dissolving the power of the cranky mouth that fell on him, the knife broke into a perfect circle in his hand, surrounded by the incoming attacks, blocked as much as possible.

Another person was killed, but Purple filled in two wounds inside and outside again.

This is the most commonly used battle method when purple is on the outside, for life!

Normally, however, he used it when he faced a strong enemy one-on-one, and it had been a long time since anyone had forced him to use this lethal way of fighting.

Dozens and dozens of situations like the present one have never occurred.

These people are on the outside, they are all strong enemies, and they need to be handled with the utmost care.

When the 10th man fell in front of Purple, his situation could be described as tragic. All around, the indifferent spectators have been moved.

The old man wanted to go forward and help, but he was stopped by a resolute wave.

His eyes remained indifferent and his face remained calm throughout, even at this moment his injuries appeared to have reached a critical point.

“This is my choice, and I bear all the consequences myself!” Purple stopped the old man's words and moved others.

With his own strength, he killed ten people in a row, believing that today, if Zizheng did not die, he would certainly be able to honor the surrounding villages, and no one dared to cause him any more trouble.

It is clear from today's situation that Zijuan will surely die.

Because the enemy is not only these people in the field, but in the distance, in the dark, there are the Hot family, as well as the tiger's eyes. They will be visitors the moment before, but as the purple wounds intensify, they are believed to turn from visitors to robbers.

His enemies are endless as purple wounds intensify.

And because of the strength of Zixuan and what he said earlier, even if someone was born with a secret heart, he wouldn't dare let go.

Because today let go of Zijuan, once his wounds recover, Zijuan will become their disaster.

Today Purple Wants To Get Out Of Poverty Unless It Has The World-Recognized ‘Capability’.

Only ‘ability' can wipe out purple risk.

Everyone in the room is aware of the problem, but isn't capacity so easy to possess?

It is clear to all that Zixuan himself does not have the luxury to acquire the capability at a time when Zixuan needs a capability to turn into a danger.

In his mind, at this moment, he is quickly deducing the previous battle to find a way to break it.

He doesn't need the powerful ability to fly, he simply wants himself to solve the crisis, but the solution is simple, just a little bit, purple can turn into danger.

That's speed.

With his speed and a little bit of a breakthrough, the battle will be won.

Unlike the outside world, here all his perceptions are suppressed, his body reacts at speed, he also encounters suppression, lightning strikes out, it doesn't look like it, it can't give him the real speed limit.

Though in the eyes of outsiders he is already fast, Purple is clear that this is far from his limit speed difference.

A quick analysis of the previous battles in mind concludes that many deadly attacks can be resolved if you are able to move a little faster, just a little bit faster. With this slight advantage, coupled with a sharp knife breaker, Purple can kill a blood path.

“Speed, speed faster! ”

At this moment, in the purple mind, there is a strong desire for speed.

This desire is unprecedented and the extreme desire for life in the face of death.

“Speed! Speed! ”

In his heart, Zixuan emitted a strong desire, because those people approached him again and, with his present body, could not sustain the next level of fighting, and if he continued, he feared that after the end of this round of fighting, Zixuan would die.

So he needs speed, craving speed, even just a little bit more.

In his mind, lightning strikes, and then purple deductions make him faster, or adapt him faster, in this world.

Perhaps it is the purple potential that is responsible for his brilliant gifts; perhaps it is the purple who is against heaven, who is unique; or perhaps it is the purple who is too eager for speed, which makes this eager to become a force and inspire a change.

Deep in his heart, there was a whispering noise between his secrets.

This is the seed breaking the barrier, reaching out the first green sound, the sound of a broken shell, the sound of moving from darkness to light, like the sound of breaking some kind of shackle.

After the sound sounded, Purple found that his body had become lighter and less heavy, and the original pressure on the speed seemed to have let go at this moment.

The others around, approaching slowly towards Purple, one weapon mapped the rays of Mori Cold.

Standing still, the figure suddenly wandered, seemingly unable to stand because of the injuries.

Everyone stopped and stared indifferently at the purple.

Just saw the purple figure, a few steps forward and a few steps backwards, these steps without the slightest stamp method, look very strange, some unethical, in the view of the crowd more like the wound is too heavy, and the fall is about to fall.

But Zixuan did not fall, after a few steps, he stood up again, and his face was as calm as ever.

But if you look closely, you'll find purple eyes, much brighter than before.

“Kill!”

Watching the purple sway for a few moments, it didn't fall down. Holtdis was a little disappointed and drank indifferently, and the crowd flushed forward.