"No way!"

Ling Feiyu's sword Jue refers to the front of Zhuxian sword. The Four Swords come out together and stab the four hands from different angles. The latter wants to continue to dodge, but this time Ling Feiyu is ready.

The golden light of xuanhuang Linglong pagoda gathered his four hands and held him for a moment. Just a moment was enough.

The four hands of the four hands were cut off by the four swords. It was clear that they didn't look like human beings, but the wound gushed out bright red blood. Red to lingfeiyu see all feel in the heart can't bear, but red blood spray on the ground showed a strong corrosive, startling let people know that he is definitely not human.

Under the action of corrosive blood, the floor of gold makes a hissing sound. With the overflow of a large amount of pungent gas, the ground is soon corroded into big holes.

The expression of the four hands was relaxed, as if he had not been cut off his arm, a state of no trouble... How to say, it seems that the thieves are not flat!

Ling Feiyu felt that something was wrong. As soon as he changed his hand to control Zhuxian four swords, he cut each other to pieces.

These are even more extraordinary, excessive blood spilled out, this layer and the lower layer are not melted into shape.

"What thing..." although Ling Feiyu killed this guy, he couldn't be sure whether the grandson was babatos, the eighth demon God. If the use of bow and arrow is the evidence, it would be.

He flew down, ready to break the solidified lava, looking for seven star sword and Shanzhai version of Luobao money, a sleeve to open the lava layer, messy gravel, melted gold by high temperature, scattered gold coins, thunderbolt flying.

Ling Feiyu's divine sense finds the seven star sword and reaches out his hand to photograph it from the bottom of the water.

The spirit is gone!

The old man should have been killed by babatos in the contact just now, which made Ling Feiyu suffer a heavy loss.

The reason why the seven star sword is so powerful is that besides its sharp wind, it has the potential to be upgraded into a fairy treasure, and more importantly, it has a spirit. Unfortunately, it doesn't need Ling Feiyu's control. The automatic protector can also inform Ling Feiyu of the enemy's situation.

It's equivalent to having a smart and loyal companion who can trust him with his back. Just like Ling Feiyu went to the upper level to check, let seven stars go to the lower level, one word, rest assured!

"NIMA's!" Ling Feiyu felt that he had been cut off a left hand. Fortunately, the dark short bow of babatos was captured, which can condense energy arrows out of thin air. This bow is absolutely not an ordinary product, which can make up for Ling Feiyu's loss.

He was stunned for a moment, remembering that he had not recovered his booty. As soon as he turned around, the black arrow penetrated his heart and popped out from the back

Ling Feiyu looked at the small hole in his chest, and then looked at the place where the arrow came. Babatos stood there intact, staring at him without expression, holding his hands high and bowing.

"Wow

Ling Feiyu's real body suddenly screamed and vomited a big mouthful of blood. He covered his chest to describe the pain. People around him were stunned!

Today, his real life is participating in a regional public welfare project, led by the local government and participated by a group of tycoons. To put it bluntly, it is to invest in the project. As a representative of Yunhai City, Ling Feiyu is a talented young man who naturally has time to speak alone.

Standing on the stage, he was just about to say a few words on the scene. At this moment, his heart was shot through, and his real body was sensed. His two bodies were in the same breath, and he couldn't cut off the contact in time, which led to a serious internal injury.

So the tragedy happened. In front of more than a dozen media and a group of people, he performed the vomit of blood in the movie in public. No one could stand the stimulation.

At this moment, everyone was shocked. Yi Mengqing, Ling Feiyu's personal assistant, had the fastest reaction. She ran up and asked people to help Ling Feiyu to the back. She quickly contacted the person in charge here and immediately made public relations. She gave the media a big red envelope and told them not to publish bad public opinions on the Internet.

At this time, if the real hammer photos of Ling Feiyu spitting blood in public come out, the stock price of Feiyu group will surely plummet tomorrow!

Yi Mengqing's emergency response can be said to be very professional. She asked people to send Ling Feiyu to the hospital. She left to clean her ass before going to the hospital. In the process, she informed Zhang Mingyue. She also had contact information with other relatives, but no one said.

"When Ling Dong was preparing to speak, he suddenly vomited blood. We don't know exactly what happened. The doctor is checking and it is said that he has woken up." Yi Mengqing, wearing a professional suit and high-heeled shoes, is like a woman working in a club. It's no wonder Ling Feiyu takes a fancy to her.

Zhang Mingyue is taken to Ling Feiyu's bed by her, and all the doctors who give him the examination are expelled by Ling Feiyu.

As soon as the woman saw him, she jumped on him and lost her strength and calmness on the road! Zhang Mingyue cried, "brother Yu, you scared me to death. I thought something really happened to you. It's ok..."

Strange to say, he looked like he was dying on the way to the hospital. Now there's nothing wrong with him. It's hard to understand. Besides speaking, he's a little weak. No one will believe that he just vomited blood.

"Is it about the Mediterranean?" Zhang Mingyue immediately asked about the source.

Yi Mengqing said, "I'll go to the party and deal with it." After that, she went out and closed the door. Some words should be listened to and some words should not be listened to. Looking at people's eyes is one of her best things.

Ling Feiyu's face nodded seriously. He gently stroked the back of Zhang Mingyue's head. "There was a little accident. My avatar was injured."

Zhang Mingyue covers her mouth. For such a long time, no one has been able to get close to Ling Feiyu, and no one can hurt him!

"That spirit snow they..."

"They didn't come with me. They should be waiting for me outside. I'm not sure. My incarnation is in the treasure house. I don't know the inner and outer gods." Ling Feiyu sighed, "I'm afraid it's hard to protect this incarnation."

Zhang Mingyue comforted, "if you don't have the avatar, it's gone. You can refine it again later. It's ok if you have nothing to do."

"I don't think it's that simple..." Ling Feiyu said solemnly.

The treasure house of King Solomon in the Mediterranean, Ling Feiyu controls the four swords of Zhuxian to block left and right, chopping the continuous black arrows.

The black arrow with four hands is very strange. Every time it collides, it makes Zhuxian Jian's spirit dull. After more than ten rounds, Zhuxian Jian's movement is obviously not as fast as it was at the beginning, and it's more and more difficult to cut the black arrow.

Ling Feiyu gritted his teeth and forced him to support. The arrow that was attacked just now was not the heart, but the right side of the heart. This is the core of the magic circuit inside Xianyu's Avatar. After being shot through, Ling Feiyu didn't use the magic as smoothly as before, and he was slow to control the avatar.

To put it simply, for example, when playing games, the delay becomes higher, the operation is not synchronized with the characters on the screen, and it is difficult to respond to the enemy's attack in time and dodge.

"This guy... Has seen through the details of his incarnation. He's babatos, that's right."