Chapter 090 Trial of Destiny

The second time he was blown into a scum, the breath of the "Son of Death" also began to fluctuate, and he was obviously upset.

It raised its hand, and a cold and evil purple flame rose to the sky, turning into an arrow and shooting towards the wind.

Eye for eye, tooth for tooth!

Feng Xiaoxi moved under her feet and quickly changed her orientation, but this flame arrow seemed to have a locking function, always aiming at her eyebrows, obviously intending to kill with one blow.

Everyone has just seen the horror of this purple flame, and even the body of the werewolf can't resist it. At this time, who dares to come forward? After all, it's just a team with a combination of interests. If you have blessings, you will naturally share them. If you have difficulties, do you expect me to share with you?

At the critical moment, a figure stood up.

Lin Xiao opened his arms and turned his head to look at the "son of death". With a careless look on his face, he stood in front of Feng Xiaoxi and contemptuously extended his middle finger to the "son of Death" with contemptuous eyes... Although this mummified corpse may not understand the meaning behind Lin Xiao's provocative action, Lin Xiao's face The expression on it is simply six big words that say "stupid x you are weak". Such ** naked contempt, even the cold soul of the "son of death" can't help trembling and tremble with anger! The external performance of the reaction is that the black fog around its body fluctuates violently twice...

This ant... This damn ant is so arrogant!

Under the complex or surprised or disdainful gaze of the crowd, Lin Xiao's body covered a transparent bright yellow mask.

The purple flame arrow emitted by the "Son of Death" roared. After touching this transparent yellow cover, it actually evaporated strangely. Every inch was shot in, it evaporated an inch. The incomparable power dissipated quietly in an instant and finally completely disappeared.

"Hins!..." There was a sound of cold air around.

Captain of the God Team, his strength is unfathomable!

Seeing such a strange situation, even the son of death couldn't help but be stunned. However, Lin Xiao still tilted her head at this time, looked at it with a very contemptuous look, and shook her head very lonelyly. That means obviously:

"Kid, you can't do it. I'm not even interested in returning. Let's go home and breastfeed~~"

Such a naked mockery made the black fog on the surface of the son of death tremble again. Just as he was about to attack, the bald Qiang had rushed into the dark woods.

Feng Xiaoxi was also shocked just now and quickly took Lin Xiao's hand. Her big eyes were full of tears, biting her lips and didn't say anything.

Lin Xiao blinked and whispered, "Don't forget that the heart of God's punishment has the active ability to resist any attack, and some moments are still very practical."

"Oh." Only then did Feng Xiaoxi feel relieved.

On the other side, there was a sudden break in the dark forest. Then, a figure was directly knocked out, lying on the ground and gasping violently for a while. After a long time, it took a long time to climb up. His face was full of blood and his ears were torn off.

The person who was bombarded was huge and originally confident and bald.

But this time, he was beaten in a mess and his lips were swollen. Hearing everyone's exclamation, he got up incomparable, with an ugly smile on his face than crying.

I don't know why, when I saw the smile of the bald Qiang, who smiled worse than crying and tried to show comfort, everyone only felt a pain in their hearts and the corners of their eyes were slightly sore.

Then, the figure of the "son of death" in the dense forest suddenly rushed out with broken branches and leaves!

It leaned forward, and the air around it seemed to be dyed into a large group of hot flames. The bear burned around, and even the passage of the sight was strangely distorted. The reason for this feeling is that the black fog around its body has solidified into substance outside the body!

It rushed out silently, and its body was unscathed except for some grass crumbs. His right claw was like a hook, sticking straight into the bald strong heart. Obviously, he was already angry and planned to kill one.

A cunning flash suddenly flashed in the eyes of the half-kneeling bald strong eyes. He lowered his body and kicked the calf of the dead son in the frontal shovel, staggering down. At the same time, the long-premated right fist lit a fiery red hot light, which looked like a huge fist on the periphery, and was also covered with a huge earth. Flame gloves! The bald man took a step forward, stood a "bow" step, and then hit the abdomen of the son of death with his right fist from bottom to top!

The strength of this punch is really not small. People in the distance can clearly see that a burn mark appeared on the yellow-brown bandage where the fist hit. In the smoke, the giant fist pushed it directly up and flew the dead son to a height of nearly ten meters.

Then the bald man squatted down deeply to accumulate strength and trampled the ground and soil scattered everywhere. He rushed up with a roar, and his two strong arms went straight to the shoulder of the son of death. But he missed one thing. The head of the son of death is not as stiff as ordinary people, but a top that can rotate 360 degrees.

The son of death twisted his head directly, and then opened his mouth and bit the bald strong neck, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood.

At this time, what the two fought for was not physical strength and strength, but will! If you lose, you will have no chance to turn over. If you lose, you will die!

In this long fall that is like a century, which is actually only a few seconds, the bald head suddenly looks up to the sky, like a crazy beast!

In this sad trumpet, the two entangled and hit the ground crazily!

The earth trembled slightly, and the soft soil exploded. In a space of more than ten meters, the black and brown soft mud fell like a rainstorm! It was also smeared with miserable red blood.

Even after landing, the bald strong still held down the throat of the son of death with one hand. He raised his fist high with his backhand and smashed down with a steady and heavy fist! It seems that it is a machine that does not know the pain and is not afraid of wear and tear, regardless of the injury.

Under the pain of the expressionless bald head as strong as a pile driver, the counterattack of the son of death is also sharp. After all, it is a monster with no feelings and will not be painful. Who is afraid of whom to fight? The two went crazy or fought, and their flesh and blood splashed. In the end, the bald head seemed to be a shabby bloody pocket, completely collapsed in the bottom of the pit nearly two meters deep, and there was no strength on his body.

The son of death staggered and stood up, his blood flashing eyes, and he was about to step on the head of the man under him. But at this time, the whole battlefield suddenly became quiet, and an indescribable atmosphere of killing was shrouded. No, it was like being suppressed on the battlefield!

Some keen-sensing adventurers immediately didn't even care about their faces and rushed directly behind the shelter, as if they could feel more secure.

He was slow to respond, and he also found that the hair on the back of his hand and arm stood up one by one, which was a spontaneous instinctive reaction of the body. At the same time, the rest of the people's breathing is also clear and audible, as if everything in the world has lost its sound.

Zun's killing... The boundless killing is under pressure.

Lin Xiao's black hair flew and floated in the air. At some point, a golden spear appeared in his hand. The tip of the spear lit up with a golden luster, as if piercing the dawn of the sky. The endless sharpness and solemn atmosphere scattered, making people avoid it.

The Spear of Judgment!

This plot weapon scammed from a black teenager was originally only mediocre, but after cooperating with the effect of stimulating the suit, it was like a dusty sword, finally revealing ferocious fangs.

Lin Xiao, who had been strong for a long time, finally seized the opportunity. At the moment when Feng Xiaoxi's forehead sweat fell into the dust, he suddenly waved his right hand, and the spear of judgment turned into a golden angry dragon and penetrated through the sky!

"Roar!"

The son of death showed a look of fear for the first time in his eyes. He turned around and fled, but under the lock of the soul in the dark, its struggle was doomed to be useless.

The trial spear easily pierced its chest, leaving a most standard round hole. The body tissue of the basin-sized part seems to be swallowed up by a black hole, and the incision is 10,000 times smoother than the polishing effect of the cutting machine, as if it should have been like this!

"God's special effects: the judgment of fate. Take blood as the guide, use the power of judgment as fuel, and use the spear of judgment to kill the enemy. The longer the storage time, the greater the damage, and the highest damage value is 300%. The damage calculation formula is 300+ the difference between the full attributes of the two sides multiplied by 3, which ignores the physical magic defense.

“......”

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, the son of death ran dozens of meters before he stopped blankly. The bloody light in his eyes dissipated, and there was a strange cackling sound in his throat, as if he wanted to say something, and then his body turned into flying dust inch by inch and dissipated in the night wind...