Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The bottom of the cloud dance is already cold. For the first time, the cloud dance feels angry for the first time, except for the things about itself and the dragon.

And the cloud dance got angry, and the consequences were serious.

Almost at the moment of the fresh water attack, there was nothing hidden in the cloud dance, and a strong breath suddenly emerged.

At this point, she was not waiting for the other party to attack, as she had done in the previous gambling area.

Instead, at the moment of the fresh water attack, her figure had suddenly risen one step ahead, her fists filled with that strong force, and she waved directly towards the cold face of the fresh water!

Clean water hid behind her, fist wind scraped past her face, but that cold face finally showed a hint of surprise.

Fast!

But the next second, another punch had hit him in the stomach.

Fresh water body, suddenly flew more than a dozen meters, sounded bored, almost fell off the ring.

In this scene, all the viewers in the venue were surprised and stunned.

Including that fat Wang.

What's going on here?

What's going on?

That's a fifth grader, strong enough to reach the eighth grade peak.

Fatty Wang only invited him because he was bleeding.

But this suddenly emerged freshman, how can you punch him down when you do it?

And you punched him out?

Or are they blinded?

Fresh water rose from the ground and looked at the cloud-dancing eyes. Finally, it was no longer just cold and cold, and there was a hint of surprising doubt.

She's stronger than him?

A freshman who looks like a teenager is stronger than him?

This idea makes the fresh water a little unbelievable.

So when he stood up, he flipped his hand, and a cold flashed, and a powerful long sword suddenly buried in his hand.

The wind that was thrown out of the ring barely got up.

However, when he saw this place, he still bit his teeth and opened his mouth to the clouds. “He is still an assassin, don't be... strong, go down...”

In a word, it's as if you have to breathe a few breaths to make it complete.

Assassin?

I just felt the cold breath on him, and the cloud dance felt something.

It's just that the last thing she cares about in her life is assassins!

The corner of the cloud dancer's mouth curled up, instead of responding to Ling Feng's words, his eyes were equally cold, and he looked at the man named Shimizu.

Flip your hands and a strong cold sweep past.

“Hoo-hoo...” The knife burst into the air.

At that moment, under the astonishing gaze of the crowd, a powerful knife had been held in the hands of the cloud dancers.

Only, on that knife was that ancient totem, unusually hegemonic and dignified.

It feels strange to go with the tiny figure of cloud dance.

What cannot be ignored is that, even if the image is strange, the cold breath emitted by the cloud dance, combined with the aura of the knife, is enough to shock the audience.

It feels so cold!

Ancient martial arts sword.

There was no need to use a cow slayer to kill chickens.

But she's angry!

She wanted to let everyone in the room know how serious it was to piss her off.

And the fresh water, feeling the breath on the cloud dance, with the big knife in her hand, was obviously a little stunned.

She smells like an assassin!

But an assassin with a knife?

This combination is definitely the first time I've seen it.

But it was also the first time that he was interested, not in remuneration.

“Brush!”

Sword, out of nowhere.

Shimizu's weird shadow moved very fast, and the sword in his hand had no mercy. Once the assassin made his sword, he headed towards the fatal spot.

It belongs to the assassin, most basic.

So, usually a powerful assassin doesn't have a sword, and once he does, he can see the blood.

However, the cloud dance did not lift the knife, nor did it dodge. Instead, it moved directly to the foot, facing the sword stabbed with fresh water.

“Cloud dance…” The wind saw, shouting as if it had done its utmost.

Even the students watching under the ring can't help but cry out here.

That freshman, he was just so overwhelmed, how did he find himself in the next second?

Even the uninterested mind hung on the long rod, and seeing this scene, the pupils narrowed.

“Cloud dance!” Mumble low.

However, when Fatty Wang saw this, his eyes lit up.

The hands wrapped in white cloth were emotionally excited. I couldn't help but hold my fist and shouted in a fierce pause. “Okay, just kill her like that...”

At the scream of Fatty Wang, the sword in the hands of the white water pierced the body of the cloud dance.

The surroundings under the ring watched and shouted.

Are you going to die?

Even Zhu's face changed and her eyes widened.

However, everyone only looked at the sword of fresh water and stabbed it into the body of the cloud dancer, but did not notice the cold face of fresh water with a stiff expression, and the absolute stunned eyes.

“Haha, that's a good stab. Better stab her. I'll give you some more points...”

Fatty Wang saw this, it was called an exciting haha laugh.

Do you really want me to die? Good! ”Just as Fatty Wang smiled, the very cold voice suddenly came.

- What? - What?

Fatty Wang got stuck laughing and suddenly looked to his side.

When he saw the figure emerged from the void, the horror suddenly struck his eyes.

Without waiting for him to shout out, his fat body had been raised directly by something and thrown on the stage.

“Boom!” A heavy object fell and sounded.

“Suck…” poured in, spreading through the entire audience.

Two or two cloud dances?

Just under the stare of the audience, the “cloud dance” pierced under the sword in fresh water, but a twist, a flash, became a remnant and disappeared.

Shadow?

How is that possible? They saw with their own eyes that her body was actually pierced.

How...

Yet, at a time when the people were afraid to believe it, they only saw that it was white water with a sword, a white face, a chirping voice, and kneeling on one knee.

Blood beads, seeping out of his neck.

But the wound didn't go deep, but the force pinched it very well, and at extremely fast speeds, it only wounded his flesh and cut his artery.

The power of this assassin, even if it were him, would not have been so perfect.

Lost.

After 28 years of assassination, he didn't even show a trick and lost to the teenage girl in front of him?