Chapter 69 Festival

After turning around and returning-the girl wearing the emperor is already on the wind falcon too, right? Subconsciously, Yun Huan took a step back.

"Why, do you want to escape?" Suddenly, without looking at him, the puppet master laughed, his eyes were cold and awake, and he looked up at the wind falcon who was about to fly away in the air. , Commanded, "Arnold, come to me and stop the wind falcon that just dropped the long rope and swept away people!"

Yun Huan was astonished. He hadn't understood what Sumo was telling him. He suddenly heard a soft "click" and something jumped to the ground and quickly ran away.

Out of the corner of his eye, there was still time to see that thing, the major general of the Cangliu Empire, who had always been cold-hearted, suddenly widened his eyes because of shock—what was that? what is that! The thing that is only two feet tall with threads of leads on its body is actually... a puppet who can run on its own?

"Don't worry about Arnold--your opponent is me, Major General." Before removing the shocked gaze from the puppet, Sumo's cold voice was suddenly heard in the ear, and a very small whistling sound broke through the air. "Let me see how much the soldiers of the Cangliu Empire have! Don't let me down."

Yun Huan raised his hand to block, just avoiding a blow. However, after all, he was seriously injured, and he was already unable to do so under the continuous battle. Although it could be resisted, the end of the silk thread still cut a blood hole in his face.

"Hey, why is the strength getting weaker and weaker?" Somo looked at his opponent, sneered slightly, his eyes were cold, his wrists were lifted, and they shook quickly, like a strange dance, "This is not a skipping rope! If you don't follow me If you dance with the lead, you will soon be dismembered-it's not the ten witches of your Ice Race who play the part of the corpse."

The sky's silk threads criss-cross, and they are delivered at a speed that is almost invisible to humans.Yun Huan retreated quickly, drew his sword backhand, the lightsaber was really like a splash of mercury, protecting the whole body. He hit his toes and turned to the side in the windy and rainy lead gap, exhausting all his remaining strength. His figure was as fast as a gust of wind, shuttled through the shrinking giant net.

"Oh, yes, very good!" Seeing the master general of the Cangliu Empire, the puppet master had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he obviously never did his best. ?"

He patted his hand, and suddenly his hands and feet began to dance according to a strange rhythm, and between the hands and feet, the silk threads on his hands were cut at an incredible speed, and the silk threads actually shot out a faint white light. Make a popping sound.

As soon as Su Mo's speed increased, Yun Huan couldn't help being forced to speed up his evasion.

Because of the strenuous exercise, the heart beats fiercely, almost unable to withstand the rushing blood in the body. The wound in his neck opened again, and with every movement of him, blood was spilled on the messy ground after the burn.

The toes of the two people stepped on the corpses, and they kept flying. In the evening light, the silk thread that filled the sky reflected a faint cold light, weaving an invisible net between the two. Both sides are extremely fast, but the postures are different after all: Yun Huan draws his sword into the air and sway Fang Yao, but he is a little exhausted and eager, as if he is shuttled in the sky of lightning. The lightning burned to ashes.

Somo controlled the rhythm, flying leads between his fingers, cutting out a little bit of blood. However, he turned his slender fingers, as if plucking the ice strings of a guqin, his expression was intoxicated and free. He stretched his arms, looked back, bowed his head, raised his eyebrows... as if it was not a duel stepping on a corpse, but a solo dance and chanting alone.

And that kind of solo dance and solo chanting, he has faced the solitary wilderness and performed countless times in the lonely years of hundreds of years.

He didn't look at Yun Huan again, but he could feel the sudden drop in his opponent's physical strength, and he could no longer keep up with that rhythm. His arms rose and fell, dancing more and more anxiously, his long blue hair flew up, entangled with the transparent lead, and in the end it was not clear whether he was dancing the killing weapon, or the invisible silk threads driving his slender limbs. Various actions.

It was too late for Yun Huan to dodge the sharp lines that swirled one by one, his skin was cut from time to time, and blood splattered around like remnants of red, dripping on the ground that had just been slaughtered. The puppet master sneered slightly, that smile had a strange beauty in the evening photos-like this momentarily destroying the burning broken wall and the blood-filled streets."My God, what is this person, what is this person doing?" A group of warriors rushing across the street was suddenly taken aback, looking at the strange scene in front of him in an incredible manner.

The setting sun had already set, and the lingering clouds covered the sky, like a curtain of burning fire, covering the entire sky. Under such a background, the galan white pagoda in the extreme distance shows the beauty of tranquility and sacredness. However, under such a background, the silhouette is the strange dancer stepping on the corpse, flying indefinitely and still. Wan Duan.

That is a solo dancer on the stage of this **** troubled world.

"He's dancing..." Another soldier next to him replied in a low voice, as if shocked by the weird beauty, "Dancing!"

"Hurry up and help the major general!" Only Xiao was not attracted by that kind of power. He grabbed his sword tightly and reminded everyone with a trembling, "He has been seriously injured and is about to be unable to support him!"

Without waiting for everyone to come back to their senses, the shark girl had a point to her toes and drew her sword into the duel between the two.

"Don't come! Don't come!" Seeing Xiao coming by like that, Yun Huan was shocked, knowing that with her ability, once she was involved, she would definitely die, and it would be useless, so she hurriedly stopped. However, as soon as he was distracted, with a soft "duh" sound, his wrist was pierced and the lightsaber fell. He quickly caught the sword with his left hand and opened three or four leads in a row.

"Oh, that's not bad, here's another one." Somo didn't look at all people, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the invisible net out of the hand commanded suddenly expanded. In a short while, Xiaoye was wrapped in it, "together in my palm. Let's dance!"

Xiaobajian leaped in, cutting towards the inextricably transparent lines, but suddenly her figure staggered, and she was stunned.

——Is it a shark? It's a shark! The person who fought with the major general was a shark!She didn't have time to think about it, the sword in her hand had already touched a lead that rolled toward her wrist. The silk thread that was so slender that it was invisible, actually cut the sword in her hand into two pieces and flew straight out!

The shark...how could the shark have such power? !

She staggered back, but she couldn't move her eyes away from the puppet master opposite—such an astonishing appearance, even among the shark people, no one can match it...could it be that it was the same one a hundred years ago ...

At that time, the puppet master smiled at the hitter, and turned around-the broken part of the shirt behind him showed a black Tamron tattoo.

It's him! It's him! Really, really, it was the legendary shark boy one hundred years ago... the awakening of the Sea Emperor...

Xiaohe hit with such a huge force, and the whole person flew back, but staring straight at the tribe in front of him, shock and speculation were like shock and electricity intertwined in her heart, she did not realize that her body was about to hit it. An invisible net and countless sharp threads are about to cut her into hundreds of pieces.

The lead of the **** of death whizzed in the wind. At that moment, Yun Huan had no time to grab his body, and he threw the lightsaber away, breaking the invisible net in the direction Xiaofei had come out of. Xiao only felt that the broken lines at that moment were like sharp blades piercing through the skin, her whole body tingling, but she had already flown out of the barrier controlled by Somo.

"Major General!" The moment the vest hit the ground heavily, she finally regained consciousness, screaming, seeing those silk threads flying between Suma's fingers, splitting more and more in the air, and the sky was silvery white. The light, like a thick cocoon, slowly annihilated Yun Huan's figure.

"Major General!" She picked up the lightsaber that fell with her and screamed, ignoring the pain of her whole body being shattered, and ran over again. Su Mo finally glanced in her direction at this moment, his eyes changed slightly.

"Get out! It's useless to die, go back to Jialan City for help!" Yun Huan's figure is no longer visible, and the voice of Major General Cangliu Empire came out from the strange white "cocoon", as cold as iron."It's too late! It's too late! I won't go back!" Xiao had already seen light red blood flying out of the net, but he didn't obey the instructions, and rushed over again. Su Mo sneered, and took a hand. He just flicked his finger at the shark girl. The leads gathered and merged into a bunch of sharp swords, which pierced the shark girl’s chest in the center: "As a shark, I still Liu Empire is so desperate... I would like to see how your heart grows."

The invisible net became denser and denser, enveloping the two in a flash.

The Cangliu empire warrior who came with her next to her had already carried their swords and rushed over, but facing those thin and thin lines that were almost invisible, she was in a daze, unable to start, and did not believe that there is such a thing beyond natural power in the world— —After the Ice Clan established the Cangliu Empire, all things related to religion, divine power, and spells were destroyed, and it was strictly forbidden to spread it among the people. The army used mechanical power to fight, traversing the entire cloud, and never encountered an opponent—— Naturally, those fighters had never thought about it, and would really encounter the situation in front of them.

"Is it a dream?...How could there be such a thing..." The captain was stunned, looking at the strange scene in front of him, shaking his head, "How come there is such a thing...I must be dreaming..."

However, the voice did not fall, "Puff