A fire burned this fairy short comedy into a tragedy.
With a light blow from the real dragon, the mountain tops were flattened. No one had the idea of "taming the dragon" anymore, and no one had the delusion of "slaying the dragon." For a time, more than a hundred practitioners, each showing their magical powers, Running around.
According to the original plan, Hui Huan and Yang Ya took advantage of the chaos and got under the real dragon. At this time, flames were everywhere, the mountain fell to the ground, and the dust and smoke filled the sky. It was the perfect cover as expected.
Immediately after returning home, I found a target in the smoke.
[Name: Marill]
[Level: Red Immortal]
[Sect: Tianluo Sect]
[Magic weapon: Hammer, level magic weapon]
[Overall evaluation: Level 10]
[Note: Prince Immortal]
This is a person I met in Huanhuan. Like the deceased Zhao Huanmeng, he was also a prince and immortal from Xiangman Kingdom.
The princes and immortals of the eight southern kingdoms regularly hold "immortal gatherings" held by each country in turn, so they have basically known each other since they were children.
Precisely because I knew this person in Huihuan, I designated this person as the "murder target" for this time.
Because he knew that this man named Mariel deserved to die.
Should die early.
Mariel, known as the "Skinned Prince", lives up to his name. He likes to peel off the skin of living people, make it into clothes, and then put them back on the body of the undead person. During this process, the craftsman must be fast. Otherwise, the fate will be the same as that of the skinned person.
Rumor has it that the people he skinned ranged from passers-by to princes, and even three of his own concubines.
Hui Huan has wanted to get rid of such a cruel person for a long time, but he has never had a chance or certainty of victory. Now in [Fu Tu], he has a legitimate reason.
Return to the world, pick up the sword, and fight into the fog.
Noisy, noisy, noisy.
Amidst the chorus of thousands of voices.
Hui Huan has drawn his sword.
The sword practiced in Hui Huan is a silent sword.
Without even thinking about it, following Mariel's three directions, there were fifteen swords.
Five birds, five directions and five elements.
Of course, Mariel did not expect that someone would ambush him during this chaos. He was unable to dodge and was hit by nine out of fifteen swords.
But in Mariel, which was rough and thick-skinned, like a hill, and wearing heavy armor, it didn't seem to be a big deal if he was hit by the nine swords. Instead, he struck down with a hammer in the direction where the swords came from.
Marill's hammer is called [Blood Hammer]. With one hammer blow, even if it misses, it can absorb all the moisture around it.
Including human blood.
In the past, Huihuan would have been sucked in and his vitality would be severely damaged. But now he just dodged lightly and perfectly dodged the blow.
After being promoted to Red Immortal, it was my first time to compete with others after returning to the world, and I realized what the master had always said: cultivating immortals is a whole new world. 33
If so, if he had faced this Mariel in the past, he would have been in a tough fight even with [millions of gold].
But now he saw Marill's flaw within almost two moves.
If you are extremely powerful, then there is no comparison.
Hui Huan made a slight leap, leaped over Marill's head, and turned somersault in the air. The tip of the sword made a circle above his head like a windmill.
The sound is like the wind.
A sword cut open his chain helmet.
Just like a dream.
A sword pierced the back of his head.
There is never any sound in dreams.
With a low roar, Marill let go of the sledgehammer and fell to the ground on his back, dead.
When Shen Shi returns to Huan, the killing target is completed.
On Yang Ya's side, he encountered an episode.
Yang Ya sniffed with his nose in the fog, and immediately smelled a perfect murder target.
A person who has been seriously injured and lost mobility, a Red Immortal.
But when he touched it, he was stunned for a moment.
He saw a pitiful and beautiful face.
[Name: Qu Farewell]
[Level: Red Immortal]
[Zongmen: Qubie Mountain]
[Magic weapon: Wu Xin Ai Qin, a divine weapon; Zi Qi Yun, an extraordinary grade]
[Overall evaluation: Level 12]
It was the pretty girl who came out first, stepping on the purple clouds, stroking the guqin, and matching the real dragon drum.
How could it be her?
Yang Ya hesitated for a moment, and then thought that it might be because this girl was one of the few people closest to the real dragon. When the real dragon becomes powerful when it comes to fire, these people are also the ones who bear the brunt of the impact. Therefore, although this girl is of a higher level than him, He had been severely injured by the real dragon, fell to the ground and had one of his legs pinned down by a falling rock. Now he was bleeding, unable to move, and dying, so he smelled it.
Yang Ya picked up the eleven-section dragon horse whip in his hand. As soon as his fangs were exposed, he was about to whip it down and kill her.
"Ah...thank you, little brother, please help me move away..."
The girl spoke weakly.
Yang Ya suddenly became weak.
He actually put down the dragon riding whip in his hand and turned around to push away the big stone.
The girl frowned lightly, oops, and said it hurt.
This sentence hurt so much, but it seemed to shout in Yang Ya's heart, and Yang Ya felt his heart twitch.
It really hurts.
Yang Ya was very surprised, what happened?
When he looked at the girl's face again, his heart twitched again.
Damn it, have I fallen under some kind of evil spell by this woman?
In panic, Yang Ya quickly took out a small bottle from his arms, poured out a pill, and was about to swallow it in one gulp when he heard the girl say again, I have good healing medicine here, please help me get it. , feed me and take it.
Only then did Yang Ya realize that the girl was swept away by the real dragon, her meridians and bones were all broken, and she couldn't even lift her hands.
This is really a perfect goal. With just one breath, he can kill her and advance to the next round.
Yang Ya kept thinking silently in his heart, walked over, killed her, killed her, killed her, killed her, killed her...
Keren walked over and saw the girl smiling lightly at him, but by some strange mistake he forgot everything and touched an elixir bottle from the girl's arms.
In the thick smoke, it was visible to the naked eye that the girl's face was red.
The girl also saw the half-human, half-demon curly-haired boy blushing.
Yang Ya asked: "How many pills should I take?"
The girl nodded slightly: "One is enough."
Yang Ya wanted to throw the pill into the girl's mouth from a distance, but when he saw the girl looking at him with wet eyes, he suddenly remembered a little deer he had seen in the wild.
The deer looked at him the same way, but at that time he turned around and ran away, letting it fall into the hands of the hunter.
Yang Ya stepped forward, holding the girl's head with one hand and holding the pill in the other, waiting for her to speak.
The girl's face, like a beautiful dream-like scenery, came into his eyes.
The eyes are like a spring lake, the tip of the nose is like a green hill, and the red lips are like a half-ripe cherry tree at the foot of the mountain.
Yang clenched his molars, closed his eyes, and put the pill into the girl's mouth.
The girl gave him a shy but grateful smile.
He said softly again: "Thank you."
Yang Ya gently put down the girl's head, his fingers gently escaped from the soft and delicate hair, and he couldn't help but tremble a few times.
"This little brother, where are you going?"
The girl asked from behind, her tone friendly and concerned.
Yang Ya wrinkled all the movable skin on his body and replied with the gentlest tone in his life.
"Kill someone, I'll come as soon as I go."
Some people died, but not completely...
