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Chapter 1480 1480 You are too confident
Yang Ning's eyes flickered indistinctly. When the bombing of Duff began, he knew that he was destined to die with the Chase family.
He also understood the value of the Qier clan, unless he was willing to abandon Xiaozi, otherwise, even if he saved Xiaozi, he would face chasing by the never-ending rise of the Chase family.
The power of the Chase family in Ankaxing can only be regarded as the second line. If it is not the reason of Captain Red Beard, it may only be hovering on the third line, but for Yang Ning who has just arrived, the influence of the Chase family is enough to do To chase after killing Huang Quan, who fell on his upper poor blue.
Therefore, from the beginning, Yang Ning did not consider reconciliation at all. Moreover, this did not meet his nature. He inherited the purpose of not violating me and I am not guilty. Since he cannot succeed, Yang Ning does not mind killing the Quartet, after all , He has a back hand.
It’s a big deal. I patted my **** and walked away, but before leaving, I must give you a blood lesson.
Looking at Darcy's hatred, Yang Ning didn't care. The only thing he was worried about was the man who didn't speak but brought great pressure to him.
Whoosh!
The figure flashed like a teleport. Yang Ning stood directly in front of Darcy without any hesitation. Half of the body directly turned 360 degrees. The "Death Apostle" in his hand was through this waist strength. Straight towards Darcy.
Darcy's eyelids jumped straight, but he knew that this dagger was so powerful that even Simone's body protection could be easily broken. He didn't dare to carry it.
Buzz...
"Why?" Yang Ning frowned slightly, watching the [Death Apostle] in his hand, he could split Darcy's body protection, but he suddenly felt a restrained force coming from his waist, making his body jerky. A meal.
Although it was only a few tenths of a second, it was enough for Darcy to complete a lazy **** rolling.
Ding!
The sharp impact sounded, and the target of Darcy was lost. [Death Apostle] slammed on the floor.
Zizizi... Zizizi...
Seeing the cracks in the ground cracking, Darcy secretly lucked out, and at the same time, after a while, he was afraid that if it weren't for the swift middle school to cast a spell, this sword would have to be chopped on him. When thinking of Simone's tragic death, Darcy had a thought. Yang Ning must not be allowed to get close, this kid is too dangerous.
"Curse?" Yang Ning frowned.
"Yes, I came from Death Valley, and I practiced spells." Darcy stood up and sneered. "I admit that you are very powerful, especially the short sword, the cold weapon forged by Biyajin Energy is sharp, but , As long as you are not close to you."
Then, Darcy looked at the "Death Apostle" in Yang Ning's hands, and his eyes flashed with greed.
Such a magic weapon, once you get it, first study the spells contained in it, and then sell it to the black market, you can definitely exchange for the few dream treasures!
Thinking of this, the greed in Darcy's eyes became more intense: "Perfect-level dagger is absolutely impossible to break Simone's body protection. This dagger is absolutely epic, maybe even..."
He swallowed saliva secretly, and Darcy squinted the man not far away. A flicker of dread flashed in his eyes: "I still hold a hole card. If he dares to grab and fights serious injuries, I can also escape with the dagger As for the offerings of the Chase family, it’s okay."
No longer ignoring the man, Darcy shook his cuffs, and a short black stick slipped out of the cuffs.
Darcy grabbed the black short stick and seemed to shake slowly, while at the same time, he murmured the old, inexplicable spell.
With the shaking of the black short stick, suddenly, black mist appeared in all directions, and then gathered together.
"Stop it!"
This process seems to be slow, in fact, it counts effort, and Darcy grabbed the hand of the black short staff toward Yang Ning, and saw the black mist all over the sky, like a evil dragon, carrying a monstrous breath, attacking Yang Ning. Come.
This is a corridor, and the space limitation makes Yang Ning have to retreat quickly, but the black fog like the dragon is generally equipped with positioning tracking. No matter where Yang Ning hides, he will change direction immediately.
Zizizi...
Anything touched by the black mist will corrode at an alarming rate. A small number of students who try to look at the probe will corrode instantly under the touch of this black mist and die on the spot!
What a vicious spell!
Yang Ning's eyes were cold and Shen said: "Are you hurting innocent people like this, aren't you afraid of the director's anger?"
Hearing this, Darcy only had a moment of fear, but he was quickly greedy by greed: "Without your control, the dead do not need to know too much."
"You really think I can't get close to you?"
Seeing Darcy summoned several black mists like dragons, the coldness in Yang Ning's eyes was even worse.
"You can try it." Darcy was in a good mood. Seeing Yang Ning chased by the black mist, it seemed as if he saw that dagger was about to become his private property.
"You are too confident." To the surprise of Darcy, Yang Ning no longer dodges, but stands still.
Seeing that Black Mist was about to devour Yang Ning, Darcy laughed wildly: "Abandoned? Haha, you are a smart man..."
The laughter came to an abrupt halt, and Darcy's eyes suddenly burst out of incredible intensity, like seeing a ghost in the daytime. Not only him, but even the man who was always silent, his eyes also showed a moment of consternation, but soon, he became suspicious.
"What did you do!" Suddenly, Darcy screamed.
I saw that the black mist that was about to devour Yang Ning, as if frozen by time, was so still there.
Not only this black mist, but also several other black mists trying to engulf Yang Ning, are also still.
The answer to Darcy was a sneer in the corner of Yang Ning's mouth. Then, Yang Ning's figure disappeared suddenly.
"bad!"
Feeling a sensation of coldness on his side, Darcy suddenly awakened, and his eyes were a dazzling black light!
Darcy instinctively raised his hand and tried to use a short stick to resist the sharp light behind this dark light, but the next moment, a scarlet, filled his entire vision.
Zizizi... Zizizi...
The blood became boiling, like pouring fresh water on an iron plate that had been burned by fire for three days and three nights. The dense white mist, like a kind of extreme sublimation, spread out in all directions in a diffuse manner.
After only a few breaths, there was no Darcy's voice in the field, and only the half-stripped short stick was left at the scene.
"I said, you are too confident." Yang Ning said lightly, and then he stared at him, turned around, and looked at the man who put him under great pressure.
"The power of the field?" The man said for the first time that Yang Ning did not deny that his tight brows were slowly released: "Go away, really gone, who can think of a young man in his twenties Exhibit in the field."
The man said slowly, with a detached insight in his eyes: "However, this power should not belong to you. Let me guess. The reason why you can release the power of the field should be because of it? "
The next second, the man looked at Yang Ning's cuffs, where there was a slight overflow of the stem.
"Give it to me, I can spare you not to die." The man swept the humans and animals harmless before, and his body burst into an extremely powerful momentum.
Life and death crisis!