Chapter 105 Shot

Stepping into the air, the dragon broke the star looked at the man in front of him calmly, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and the arc was not big, but he looked more and more elegant, like the gods coming from the world and like a fairy in the dust.

His cold eyes were like electricity, and the dark-haired man stared at the dragon broken star. His heart was solemn, his face was dull, and his mind was full of change. At this time, he also knew that he was afraid that he would fall.

"Ling Qiong, I remember I told you back then, don't mess with me, otherwise, the consequences will be unbearable." The dragon broken star walking in the air and said with a smile.

His face changed and recovered in an instant. I have to say that he was surprised for a moment. Originally, he thought it was a seamless disguise. He never thought that under the eyes of the Dragon Poxing, it seemed that even the last secret would be exposed.

"Since you have recognized me, it seems that I don't need to hide it." Glancing at Ling Qiong's body lying on the ground, the body suddenly burst in the eyes of the dragon broken star, and countless light spots fluttered in the air.

Reach out to untie the mask on his face, revealing a pale face, which was the result of not receiving sunlight for a long time. On Junyi's face, a pair of eyebrows are heroic, his eyes are vivid, and the bridge of his nose is firm.

This is a completely different face from the previously dead Ling Qiong. If the previous Ling Qiong gives people burly and domineering, then at this moment, this real Ling Qiong is the kind of heroic. Although there is a trace of fatigue in her eyes, it is because of this that she appears more mature and wise.

"Actually, you shouldn't say my name. In this way, you still have a way to live." While talking, Ling Qiong exuded strong confidence, "Although I don't know the specific relationship between you and the person who just left, I feel that you don't seem to be much better than him."

"In those years, you could not kill me when you joined hands with others. I was really curious about who gave you such confidence." The dragon broken star two feet away from Ling Qiong said indifferently and could not see any warning, as if this was the simplest narration between old friends.

"I couldn't kill you back then?" Shaking her head and smiling, Ling Qiong's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing memories, "If you hadn't promised that person to save your life in advance, you really think you can live to this day!"

"That man?" With a slight frown, Long Poxing heard these words again and paid attention to it, "I want to ask you, you won't tell me who that person is!"

"Why do you ask knowingly? In your whole life, I'm afraid you can't know who that person is. For some people, just because you don't know it doesn't mean that you haven't received his favor." In a soft sigh, Ling Qiong sighed.

"Ha ha, I'm sorry. I personally think it's better not to have such a favor." In the smile, the dragon's broken star's eyes flashed with a hazy color.

"So many years have passed, I didn't expect you to be so conceited." Hearing the words of Long Poxing, Ling Qiong was not surprised at all. She thought that in those years, this person had formed a famous Tianmen by breaking into a world in the underworld.

"Are you conceited?" Repeat Ling Qiong's strength in a low voice. Long Poxing first smiled, and then in his eyes, he was crazy. "If I don't have a little conceited, how can you let me break out of my world?"

In the arrogant words, the dragon is crazy. In this world, who knows the pressure he carries, and who understands his experience? The burden on him is too heavy. If you are not frivolous, I'm afraid you will be overwhelmed and completely defeated.

When I was young, my mother died, my father disappeared, and my grandfather looked for me. As a result, I did not return. With my own strength, I just fought with those people in order to live with dignity.

Who knows that when he accidentally got the inheritance of Taichu Dharma practice, he was almost dead, and even his soul was completely shattered in that inheritance.

Why can he deal with those old foxes at such a young age? People have always been strange. In fact, in the inheritance, he has already experienced reincarnation, and the unnatural wisdom is accumulated little by little in countless life and death.

With the inheritance of Taichu Dharma practice, he knows too many secrets that people in recent times did not know. It is precisely because he knows that he carries more, so much that even breathing is a luxury desire.

Why, when he came to the ancient fairyland from the underworld, he did not kill, but abruptly suppressed his murderous intention, lived in another capacity to honor, and work hard to help those sworn enemies in the human world.

Have you ever thought about how he spent the countless nights? Did you know that in that rainy night, looking at the torrential rain, his heart was dripping blood.

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Everything is just because of the fragments he knows and the facts derived from those fragments. If his speculation is true, then he is afraid that he can no longer avenge and no longer avenge the countless souls who died unjustly. All he can do is one person to bear it.

He suffered these hardships alone. He chose to face these difficulties alone. At this moment, listening to Ling Qiong's ridiculous words, he smiled so wildly and disdainful. For that matter, even if he slaughtered the world, what?

Thirty years ago, that person, what kind of human feelings, who knows, his real strength, if it hadn't been for the fear of causing the sensation of heaven, as early as 30 years ago, he had already caught all those people, and it was his turn to jump here now.

"Whether you say I'm conceited or frivolous, to be honest, I'm not going to ask you to tell me who your master is, but I think you should be a pivotal figure with your master!" All the madness was restrained, and the temperament changed so quickly that Ling Qiong on the opposite side was stunned.

"It's important and can barely be counted." After thinking about it, Ling Qiong replied.

"That's good. As long as I leave you completely today, your master will also be in pain." With an evil smile, the dragon broken star stroked the body of the ancient sword, and the blood light wrapped around his fingers, outlining a mysterious trajectory.

Above the five fingers, the blood light flashes, weak but not brilliant, like a candlelight, which makes people worry about whether a breeze will go out. However, such worries are obviously superfluous. The blood light is an immortal Xiaoqiang, swaying in the wind, but it has not weakened.

Looking intently at the dragon broken star, Ling Qiong's eyes narrowed, and the cold light of her eyes loomed. From the blood light, he felt an extremely dangerous breath, which was several times stronger than when the dragon broken the star broke his worm.

A gorgeous suit is slightly expanded, and his Taoist force is not exposed. He has a layer of defense on the surface of his body. He knows that his moves are not as fast as the smiling man from beginning to end. Only after taking over the other party's move can he launch a counterattack.

What puzzled him was that he clearly knew that he was using Taoist force to be on alert. Why did the opposite dragon broken star still change his face? He just stared at the demon ancient sword in his hand, which was very gentle and moved gently.

"Are you ready?" While he was thinking, Long Poxing suddenly looked up at him and asked.

The stunned look flashed away, and then it seemed that Ling Qiong couldn't help smiling bitterly. From beginning to end, it seemed that the Dragon Broken Star had never really paid attention to him.

Ling Qiong, who figured this out, looked at the dragon broken star with a blank face, without anger or humiliation. Her keen spiritual sense told him that the other party had such a right to despise, although this spiritual sense was so unreasonable that he did not believe it.

Exhaled, Ling Qiong nodded, stopped saying anything, and slowly pulled out the long knife behind him. The cold knife passed through the sky, and the chill came out. This knife was cast by Jiuyou Xuan iron. There is no need to say more about its strength. The key is the Jiuyou atmosphere in the knife, which is the closest to the breath of Huangquan.

At the moment Ling Qiong pulled out the knife, Long Poxing's expression of smiling indifferently changed, with surprise, doubt and a little look that Ling Qiong could not understand, a little like pity, more like crying and laughing.

Of course, Ling Qiong doesn't care about these. The moment he pulls out the weapon, he is already another person, another identity, a knife repairer, is killing, decisive, and pays attention to the momentum of moving forward and dominating the world.

In his eyes, there was no dragon broken star, no identity of dragon broken star, and no bondage of the past. In the face of such a dragon broken star, Ling Qiong suddenly found that she had rarely reached the peak state since practice.

With a smile in his heart, Ling Qiong was grateful and grateful to Long Po Xing for giving him the opportunity to reach the peak. For this gratitude, the only thing he could repay was not to leave his hand and do his best to be a qualified opponent and fight with Long Po Xing.

The ominous feeling that has been lingering in my heart has collapsed under Ling Qiong's surging fighting spirit. At this moment, Ling Qiong only wants to fight, even if she dies in battle.

Laughing wildly, in Ling Qiong's eyes, the divine light flashed, a roar, a roar, and a shocking sound. Ling Qiong rushed to the dragon breaking the stars with the momentum of destroying the sky and the earth. The blood in her body was burning and had already boiling. The desire to fight was like brilliant fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Smile, still smiling. In the face of Ling Qiong's shocking blow, Long Poxing's face was as usual, his cold eyes were deep, and his eyebrows were raised. He even had the leisure to look down at the ancient sword, as if he had made a decision.

Fearless and unstoppable, Ling Qiong appeared in front of the dragon broken star, two feet away. For Ling Qiong, who broke out with all his strength, did not need a tenth of the blink of an eye, and it was completely non-existent.

However, this almost non-existent time is enough for the indifferent and smiling Dragon Breaking Star to make a decision and fight back.

chi~~~~ci~~~

The sound of broken clothes sounded slightly and clearly. All the wind completely disappeared at this moment, everything was silent, and everything seemed to have stopped.

stopped, and the dragon broke the star stood with the sword in one hand. On the body of the sword, a blood line dripped down the tip of the sword, sprinkled in the sky, drew a perfect arc, fell on the cracked earth, and was absorbed in an instant.