The red haired man yearns for a fight, even if his body is fragmented, even if the strength of the other side has completely crushed him, but he is not afraid.
He stood up again, urged his strength, healed his wrist, picked up the bone sword on the ground, and with a ferocious and fanatical smile, he walked again toward the white night.
This kind of war spirit!
Never die!
The white night is filled with silence.
But it seems that the power that dominates them seems to be infuriated at this moment.
In the body that heart crazy gushes out the strong strength, this strength instantaneous fills in the white night whole body up and down each corner.
The pulse was squeezed and expanded to almost breaking.
The blood vessels, internal organs and even the bones of the body are filled with an overbearing force that cannot be described by words.
At this moment, the white night had a feeling that the universe was invincible to me...
then, the whole white night people rushed up involuntarily.
At the moment, his murderous heart burst out. Under the influence of this killing heart, his consciousness could not control his body.
"Come on! Ha ha ha... "
the red haired man laughed and then raised his bone sword to chop.
He waved wildly, and his whole body released fierce beast like blood, constantly bombarding the white night.
But these attacks and murders on the white night's body, actually only caused some superficial traces to him, actually could not cut his flesh and blood!
On the contrary, it was the white night who got close to him in an instant, and hit the red haired man's arm.
Bang!
A long rainbow of black air burst out on the front of the fist, smashing the man's arm in an instant.
The man retreated and his right arm was bloody.
He did not stop the attack, and the bone sword was cut on the left shoulder of the white night.
He tried his best to insert the bone sword into the meat.
Blood spilled out.
But... It's not enough to kill white night.
And at this time, the white night's another blow out.
Bang!
The other hand of the red haired man with a sword exploded in an instant.
The red haired man stepped back.
At the moment, his arms are broken and his blood is overflowing.
Although he is incomparably crazy, but the power disparity is too big.
Opponents?
He can't be anyone else's opponent at all.
However, his frantic fighting spirit did not allow him to be afraid or shrink back.
He was still moving forward, still heading for the white night.
If you lose your hands, use your feet.
When the foot is gone, it drives the body with Qi and pours on it to bite.
He won't stop fighting until he can't move!
The hand, which was attached with the evil spirit, bombarded and killed the red haired man for a moment.
finally, the red haired man was * a man.
Seeing this, the white night realized that the consciousness in his body was not just to kill the man!
It's about killing men!
In the end, the man completely lost his fighting power and lay on the ground.
There was blood all over the floor.
All the breath was gone.
The bone sword fell beside him and lost its aura.
His eyes were fixed on the sky, and deep in his eyes was still the battle spirit that could not be volatilized...
"I remember... I remember... I have always been your defeat... Even if I was killed by you and sealed by you, and you only had your hands and eyes left... But I am still not your opponent... Why... Why..."
he murmured, as if looking for the answer.
But the consciousness in white night's body did not answer him. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pinched his neck...
"don't seal me again!"
The red haired man laughed wildly.
As soon as the voice fell, the palm burst out a circle of cold and ferocious evil Qi, which wrapped the red haired man's body like a cocoon.
Slowly, the evil spirit disappears.
And when the evil spirit completely dissipated, the man holding it had disappeared completely.
The other eye of the white night was huge.
The red haired man was killed.
The existence that made him unable to resist was crushed by this hand...
how strong was the owner of this hand...
the red haired man died, and the white night was a relief.
The next second, that consciousness again impact on their only consciousness.
Not good!
White night face a cold, in this critical moment, immediately the body of all the Hongbing sacrifice.
The battle is not over!
Now, it's the fight between this consciousness and the white night!
Eight Hongbing whirled around him.In addition to abandoning the magic sword, these Hongbing had a bridge with the white night. He immediately urged Hong Bing's power to suppress the strange force in his body.
Hongbing showed up, and the strength was indeed reduced a lot, but to daynight's disbelief, this force was not completely suppressed, but was in a state of mutual confrontation with Hongbing.
What's going on?
Can't eight armed soldiers suppress this force?
Some of the white night can't accept it.
However, when Chao Hong Bing glanced at him, he was shocked to find that one of the eight Hongbing soldiers did not release his strength to suppress the Qi in his body.
That is... Abandon the sword!
The whole white night looked at the abandoned God sword which was not far away in front of him, and his brain was a little dim.
He tried to activate the power of the abandoned sword.
But several times in a row, we couldn't let it give birth to the idea of Hongbing...
How could this happen...
it's impossible to think about it in the daytime.
This consciousness began to invade the only consciousness left in the white night.
Seven Hongbing fought hard.
However, as a passer-by, he stood by with a cold eye.
in the daytime, he tried his best to resist it. All kinds of techniques of concentrating and calming the mind were stimulated, and the strength of Hongbing was all infused into his body.
But... It's not enough to resist the other side.
The heart, the eyes, and the palm of his hand were completely integrated with him.
And these forces are from his body to split energy to erode his body, no matter how strong Hong Bing is, he has no choice but to face such strength.
The white night covered his head in pain, and he fell on the ground, rolling.
Seven Hongbing soldiers revolved around him and kept shaking.
The eyes of the white night are constantly flashing red light, and the skin has black lines like snakes.
He was pale and sweaty.
No one can save him.
Hongbing can't!
After all, Hongbing is a foreign object. Unless he can accept Hongbing's tearing his body apart, he will be able to separate the force in Bai Ye's body. However, he himself is bound to die.
What to do?
What to do now?
The only thing left in the white night is hard thinking.
But at this time, he suddenly realized something, the man hastened to urge a spirit of heaven.
A special spirit!
Whoa!
The spirit power of the heavenly spirit was immediately released.
At the moment when the soul power overflows, it seems that the abandoned magic sword suddenly vibrates suddenly...
effective!
The great joy of the white night immediately intensified and urged the special spirit of heaven.
The soul of the dead dragon!
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