There is no way. Su Luo, who has been fooled, can only throw the map into the space and wait for her to settle accounts with her master.
Now she lost, the most important thing is to find a way out.
At this moment, Su Luo's earlobe moved slightly.
"Elder martial brother, there seems to be a fight ahead." Su Luo's eyes twinkle in an instant, just like stealing fishy cat's.
In fact, I heard about Ziyu's accomplishments early.
However, he has always adhered to the principle of ignoring life and death, so he certainly will not give a sound reminder.
Hearing this, he only nodded slightly.
Su Luo was used to his indifference, shrugged and went to fight with him.
Ziyu's body shape has disappeared, and Su Luo has already seen nothing strange.
She leans over and hides under the luxuriant bush, looking through the leaves to observe the fight between the two people ahead.
Just look at, Su Luo's eyebrow slightly frowns.
Because she found that one of the people fighting in front of her had met once.
Purgatory City personality publicity Ziyan girl.
Her opponent, Su Luo, is also familiar.
She had seen no less than three bodies of the same image all the way.
Black clothes, black scarves, killers in the dark.
"Boom --"
the two men fought fiercely.
Ziyan is a bloodthirsty cold sword, which is shining with cold light.
The long hook in the hands of the man in black is sharp.
The man in black is obviously more noble than Ziyan's cultivation. His long hook has incomparable destructive power and seems to be invincible.
In the oblique stab, Ziyan has a deep wound on her right arm. The blood spots and splashes out, and the dark red blood stains immediately dye the sleeves.
Ziyan's face was as calm as water. It seemed that the wound had no effect on her at all.
The sword in her hand stabbed back and attacked fiercely, as if she had completely ignored her own life and death.
It is not terrible to be cruel to others, but terrible to those who are cruel to themselves.
Ziyan looks pretty, but she is all fierce.
The man in black flashed a bloodthirsty cold light in his dark eyes.
"Click!"
The long swords of the two men meet in the air, with sparks splashing everywhere and glittering with gold, but they are also murderous.
They crossed each other and stood on both sides.
This crisscross between, purple Yan abdomen is long hook delimit again, blood splashes everywhere!
If she didn't hide fast enough, the terror viscera would immediately be separated from the body.
Ziyan's face was cold and Su, her long hair was flying in disorder, and her momentum was like a rainbow for a time.
She took up her sword and slowly turned her fingers to make a complicated and incomparable mark.
Soon, a colorful ball of light appeared in her hand.
The sphere of light seems to contain endless force of heaven and earth, sending out the breath of terror and sense of oppression.
"Go!"
A wave of terror, like a huge wave, shot at the man in black.
Light ball castration is fierce and unstoppable!
A terrible look flashed through the eyes of the man in black.
He also took up the long hook, slowly rowed his hands, and soon his whole body exuded a strong and terrible breath.
Above his head, a huge palm print appeared in the air.
The breath that can tear people's soul makes people have a terrible sense of suffocation and can't breathe at all.
"Great void palm print?" Originally the cat waist Su Luo, eyes flash through a touch of surprise.
Yes, that's right!
The man in black in front of him is using the great void palm print!
That boundless magnificence and domineering, people's soul is deeply afraid.
This big empty palm print is much better than her.
The girl Ziyan couldn't stop her.
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