Chapter 645

Name:Food Hunter Author:Purple blue pig
Yi Er fan certainly won't guess, the mind power of the wave around the body is covered with a film and pasted on the body surface, which also uses the "firmness".

The sand is windless and is swept away by the aftereffects of the aura.

Yi Er Mi one foot ground, shake out a piece of sand fog, cover body shape.

There is no need to say more.

Five beads of needles wrapped in Nianli, through the sand and fog, came to Luo in the blink of an eye.

Luo takes out Allah from the black cat space and cuts the flying pearl head needle with his knife. At the same time, he lifts the flying sand fog with his knife, but he does not see the shadow of IL.

At this moment, people with rich combat experience are easy to shift their judgment to the top of their head, thinking that the reason why the target is missing in that situation is basically in the air.

However, Luo didn't look at the top of his head and thrust his backhand straight into the ground.

"Bang!"

The sand on the bottom of the feet surges like a wave.

A figure flew back from the sand waves, fell from the air on the sand, supported on the ground with one hand, marking an obvious groove.

After Yier fan stopped, he didn't look at the split on his clothes, so he adjusted his posture immediately.

At this time, Luo close to the body, the long knife directly hit the heart of yiermin.

Yier fans adjust their posture in time, so that he can spare no effort to avoid Cairo's knife.

After avoiding it, Yier fan retreated quickly, trying to distance himself.

But Luo didn't pursue him. He raised his sword to chop forward. Almost when he made an action, a powerful general appeared behind him. Then, the general and Luo's actions were basically synchronized, and he raised his sword to chop down.

All of a sudden, the shadow of the white light knife fell like thunder, and chopped to the retreating Yi'er MI.

Whoa!

On the sand, there was a huge crack.

Yi Er dodged and stood on the edge of the crack. His left arm was completely exposed to the air, and his sleeve was crushed into powder by the aftershock of the chopping.

If it wasn't for "flow" to quickly return to defense, this arm would be useless.

"If you hit it head on, you will die."

The side eye glanced at the sand crack at the foot, and there was a dignified flash in the dark eye of IL MI.

This knife failed, Luo slightly surprised, but also did not care, did not care about the waste of mental energy, blinked several times, close to Yier fans.

See Luo want to close bully to come over, Yi Er fan hands a wave, dozens of bead head needle are all wrapped in Nianli, toward Luo Fei.

At the same time, Yier fans once again set foot on a large number of dust, providing conditions for concealment.

Such a move is obviously intended to retreat.

Luo is aware of the idea of Yier fan. His body is like electricity. He shoots down the Pearl needle with a knife and rushes into the sand fog with constant speed.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Luo's power of thinking broke out several times, and the distance was shortened in a few blinks.

Yier fan turned back and used the same old technique again, shooting dozens of Pearl needles again. At the same time, he frequently used the desert terrain to shake the dust and cover his sight.

Maybe it's a decision to retreat. Yier fan has repeated his old skill three times just to hinder Luo's pursuit.

It's a pinprick again.

Luo easily shot down the Pearl head needle, suddenly feel the flow direction of dust is different, but Yier fan suddenly killed a shot back.

To create the illusion that you can't fight with all your strength and then run away with all your heart is to create the only chance to attack.

This move is indeed in line with the characteristics of the operation Department.

So, the goal of the fans is to put a needle in my head.

Thinking of lightning like operation, Luo suddenly put Allah away, stretched out his hand, accurately grasped Yier fan's left wrist.

When the two people touch the moment, the wind surging, blowing away the dust.

"Why?"

Yi Er fan's eyes flashed a surprised color, but his right hand did not stop, holding the needle to the fastest speed toward Luo's head.

When he decided to fight back, he knew that this was the only chance. Naturally, it was impossible to place the attack on only one hand, so he had a pin in both hands.

However, he never thought that Luo would abandon the knife and choose to control his wrist with his bare hands.

What's more, the target of choice is not the right hand, but the left hand.

So, what's the purpose of Luo's doing this, just to control his own actions?

What is more incomprehensible is to abandon the knife and use the hand.

From the point of view of the huge power of chopping, it's very possible that the process of chopping should not be synchronized.

IL fan has no spare time to think about the reason. He just wants to insert the needle into Luo's head and win the fight.

When the cold needle was about to hit Luo's head, the remaining light in the corner of Yier's eyes was filled with a white figure, but it was the white jade general. He just became smaller and the size was the same as people, standing behind Luo.

Then, general Bai Yu's long knife went through Luo's empty left sleeve and cut it on his right arm."So fast!"

The right arm was swept by a ray of light, then felt a little numb, and then the word "so fast" came out of my mind.

At that moment, you don't need to see it with your own eyes to know that your right arm was cut off.

In such a dangerous situation, Yi'er fan bowed his head, quickly picked up a pearl needle hanging on the collar with his mouth, and then inspired his strength to spit the Pearl needle to Luo.

This is his only chance at the moment. It's not too much to say that he's on the verge of death.

Seeing that IL fans made such a quick counterattack in the desperate situation, Luo had to praise it, however, it was meaningless.

Luo just opened his mouth and bit the pin.

The expressionless face of Yier fan finally showed a look of surprise.

At this time, Luo's right hand suddenly burst out, forcing Yier fans to subconsciously gather up to resist.

Seizing this opportunity, Luo flies the fans of IL. Meanwhile, he takes out the fast beating heart of the fans of IL if he is wrong and out of date.

Poof.

The broken arm that flew into the air first landed on the sand and dyed the sand red for a moment. Then yiermin adjusted his posture and landed steadily. The broken arm kept splashing blood.

Poop, poop.

Luo holds his heart in one hand and calmly looks at the embarrassed Yier fan.

"You didn't mean to kill me."

Yier fan looked at the heart in Luo's hand, and his expression and tone returned to the dead man's face.

He had to admit that he was a total failure in creating an illusion to create opportunities, and he was really amazed by Rona's knife through his empty left sleeve.

That's the way to turn one's weakness into one's advantage.

However, Luo did not take his own life at the first time, which means that Luo's intention is not to kill himself.

"You're right."

Luo Yang tosses his heart, then materializes the book, opens the page, wipes it in the air, seals the heart into the page, and then removes the book.

"Your heart is placed in me first. Don't worry. What you have done so far is not enough to constitute a reason to kill you. So, I'd like to thank you for being a member of the Hakka family who beat the enemy."