Chapter 175 The Strongest Killing Move

Just when Ling Li thought that the holy guard of the imperial city was nothing more than that, the two paladins actually used the unheard-of joint attack. The thin and tall paladin took himself as a bow and a silver gun as a string, and the barrel of the gun leaned straight forward. At the same time, his eyes slowly closed. Another paladin with a silver sword kicked his feet on his companion's silver gun. The flexible silver gun bent back and pulled into the string of the full moon.

At this moment, the time was slowed down, and the strange skill of attack was used, and a little black light slowly spread from the center of the two. With the sound of the sound explosion, the holy rider held a silver sword, and the space at the tip of the sword was cut like a quiet painting. Before leaving the string, an extremely thin space crack with the smell of death has quickly spread towards Ling Li.

Looking at the rapidly spreading space cracks, Ling Li's pupils shrank, and a sense of crisis rose from the bottom of his heart. With the breathtaking sound of "Sheng...", the paladin turned into an arrow and shot quickly.

"Phantom split." Ling Li in the battle did not dare to be careless at all. He was not sure enough to block the blow.

The split has just left the body, and the next moment, the space crack passed through the eyebrows of a split. With a tearing sound, the hit split was like a doll in the painting, and the whole body was torn in half.

Ling Wei was stunned, although the split was only one-tenth of his strength. However, it is still far away from the strong. At this moment, the other party's sword skills have lost their fighting power in the middle. It's good for him to let the remaining dowdrops drag the other party's holy axe to fight, even if he can only hold on for a little time.

Tear the space? Holy Warfare? Ling Wei's thoughts turned quickly, and with the rapid shooting of the paladin, his face became more and more solemn. Humph... Look at my move." Ling Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and the body technique that Ling Hui called as a quasi-holy combat skill was used again.

Looking at Ling, who was about to be stabbed by his silver sword, but still stepped forward to death. The paladin, with joy on his face, is going to give up resistance? So far, no one has been able to win under the joint attack of the two of them. However, the next second, his face looked ugly, because the target in front of him had disappeared out of nowhere. Only a remnant that can be seen through still maintains the posture of stepping forward.

Crossing space, this move is becoming more and more proficient. Ling Li was overjoyed. This move was offensive and defensive. While he easily avoided the opponent's holy skills, his figure had appeared in front of the knight holding a long gun behind him but still closed his eyes. The sword of darkness stabbed forward and also tore a horrible black space crack.

The paladin with closed eyes seemed to feel the imminent damage, and a pair of red eyes suddenly opened, shooting out a light containing infinite violence. The silver light flashed, and the silver gun in his hand also quickly stabbed Ling Li. Similarly, there were spider-like space cracks lingering on the silver gun, and the terrible Ling Wei was in a cold sweat, and his momentum was also stagnant. At this time, the holy axe battle had solved his split and attacked behind him with the reacting paladin.

Three sides were attacked, two of which also used holy skills. This is the most dangerous moment that Ling has ever encountered. That's the only way." For the first time, Ling Wei felt that Qian's donkey was exhausted.

"Sword Storm!" The silk space cracks were still lingering above the two swords. The blade storm used it, and the two swords in his hand rotated quickly with his body, and the space cracks on the tip of the sword seemed to spread outward under the pull of centrifugal force, getting bigger and bigger. Ling Li was forced to change his tricks, but he had no intention of perfectly integrating the two sword skills.

He is like a top, spinning fast. The unparalleled energy of the Holy Step ravaged everything around, with Ling Wei as the center. Within a few feet, the space peeled off like a broken mirror, and countless horrible space cracks emerged from the three strong men of the Holy Step.

"My hand! My chest." The three strong men of the Holy Order screamed, and as the space peeled off, their bodies were disintegrating in an incredible state. The silver gun, silver sword and silver axe silently broke into powder.

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"Drink!" Ling Li, who devoted himself to the battle, had no idea how terrible the sword skills he showed first were. No matter how strong a warrior was, as long as he was still in this space, he could not stop his blow. Of course, far away from being affected is another thing.

The blade storm finally dissipated its momentum. Ling Li lowered his head and gasped for breath after using this move with all his strength. And there is no more anger around him. Their bodies and souls were cut into countless pieces.

Ling Li raised it, but saw Ling Hui looking at him excitedly. It turned out that Ling Hui had been paying attention to Ling Wei after killing the three holy demons. After all, her brother only broke through the holy level today, and her own strength has not been fully excavated, so she is ready to give a helping hand at any time. And when the two paladins used the sacred forbidden skill, she was about to drive Qiu and quickly join the battle, but she didn't expect...

That's great. My brother finally stopped worrying Huier. Ling Hui's beautiful eyes flashed softly and sighed gently.

On the side of the little demon, Gordon had already found that he was not the opponent of the seemingly weak woman in front of him. After fighting for a long time, he finally pulled down his face and let his companions around him besiege the purple-haired woman together.

Two brave warriors, one swordsman. The siege on three sides can be tied with the little demon with two knives.

Ling took a few steps forward and was about to jump over to join the battle, but was pulled by Ling Hui. Brother, take a look. The little demon didn't use all his strength. Ling Hui also carefully looked at every move of the little demon, cutting, slanting, and moving gently. The little demon is elegant. It is not so much a life-and-death struggle as that she is dancing a wonderful dance.

"What?" Although he couldn't see through Gordon's strength, he intuitively thought that the three strong men who besieged the little demon were more powerful than the holy horse and the holy axe fighting against him.

The little demon's body turns lightly, swings two knives, and bows left and right. He is restless and looks like there is no pressure at all. Ling Wei was just relieved.

"Huier, what about the three holy demons? Are they all dead?" Ling Wei looked at the place where Ling Hui had just fought and found three figures lying on the ground, but they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Ye�. Brother." Ling Hui said, "Brother, do you still care about them?"

Ling Li sighed slightly disappointed and said, "I forgot to remind you to stay alive just now. The dress of the holy demon called Picasso is somewhat similar to the black man I met in the sea. If he is still alive, he may be able to find out about the white jade bottle.

Ling Hui waved her hand and said, "Brother, it's not. I didn't kill him." She raised her hand and said to a pool of blood under the shadow covered by the corner of the wall, "Look, the blood over there is black. He committed suicide by taking poison.

"Suicide by taking poison?" Ling Xun was stunned. He never thought that a holy demon of a magical guild would commit suicide by taking poison. Ling Wei raised his head and looked at the little demon who was still fighting and said, "Huier, take care of the little demon. I'll go and have a look."

"Ye�. Brother." Ling Hui answered obediently and focused her attention on the little demon.

This street has long been made into a dead street because of the fire of the Holy Steps. There is no one at all. Ling Wei came to the side of the dead demon Picasso smoothly, looked at the twisted ugly face, suppressed the disgust in his heart, and then slowly squatted down. Picasso's shoulders and legs were traumatized by the gun left by Ling Hui, and the wide black magic robe was burned into a dark red color.

It may be that Ling Hui intended to capture him alive, and these wounds are not fatal enough. On the sunken face of Picasso's cheeks, there was a black trace of blood at the corners of his mouth, which must have been caused by poison. Ling Li's mind flashed, and he couldn't help but think of the death of Liu Sa, the rebellious prime minister of Qushan State.

He knows nothing about poisons, and naturally he can't tell whether the two poisons that are enough to kill are the same. But if so...

Ling seemed to have caught a little inspiration. When he wanted to think deeply, the inspiration turned into a slippery loach and disappeared without a trace.

What is enough to cover up a holy strong man with death? Ling Li sighed for a long time... Maybe it was really like what Eslin said, the great conspiracy contained in it.

No more clue, Ling Li stood up. Looking back at the three holy strong men standing with the little demon.

The three strong men have sweat on their faces. At the place of the battle, the uneven ground and the wall cut by the whole child prove the motivation of this battle.

It's not that the little demon doesn't want to end the battle immediately. It's really that she hasn't figured out how to face Ling Li later. Especially Ling Hui's sentence: "After you leave, my brother is worried to death." It made her panic, and even some unspeakable sweetness, which was a feeling she had never felt before. That's why I have been procrastinating and fighting with each other until now.

"Demon." At the entrance of the empty alley, a woman in blue came out. Even Ling Hui, who has always had extraordinary senses, turned around when he heard a woman's voice.

The little demon in the battle trembled slightly. Two silver moon machetes, the blue light flashed and forced the three holy strong men back.

"Demon, it's getting late. Kill them and go home." The woman's voice is faint. Although it sounds comfortable, it is a little strange to treat human life like grass.

"Ye�. Auntie. The little demon answered cleverly, and his sharp eyes immediately narrowed into a line. The two knives turned around the white wrist, and the blue light suddenly appeared, and the strange holy battle skills were used again.

She is the aunt of the little demon. The brother and sister finally knew her identity.

The woman turned moth eyebrows, bright eyes and teeth, mature and plump, and was a full beauty embryo. The dark hair is put on the blue shirt, which is indescribably touching. Ling Hui talked with the little demon and was very curious about her aunt she had been maintaining. At this time, she rarely met and stared at the woman who came slowly from the mouth of the alley without blinking. But Ling Wei didn't think so much. He felt that the little demon's aunt looked very kind.

"! Ah!" A scream attracted Ling's attention. Hearing the sound, I saw the little demon put away his double knives and ran towards the woman in blue. Behind her, the two holy leaders were already in different places, and the imperial city bodyguard named Gordon fell to the ground, and his body was still pulling out. His heart was pierced and there was no possibility of living. Sure enough, after a while, Gordon left a large pool of blood and there was no movement again. The majestic imperial bodyguard and his unnamed men were buried here.

In front of the woman, the little demon is like a very dependent little girl. She holds the hand of the blue-shirted woman and carefully follows her half a step. Noticing Ling Li's eyes, the blue-shirted woman turned her head and asked, "Are you Ling Li?"

"Yes." Ling Wei said that although the expression of the woman in blue robe had not changed, she could not see any momentum on her body, but it made Ling Wei feel an inexplicable pressure.

"If you break her heart again, you will die." The woman in blue robe said lightly and pulled the little demon around and turned away.