Looking at the wind blades all over the sky, the corners of Qingming's mouth crack and draw a curve.
A dab of blood left in an instant.
"Demon fox, it seems that you have a good face today. You are not the second bald."
Although she was wounded by a knife, Qingming couldn't help laughing at the monster fox's madness.
After the demon fox was called out, this guy competed with other SR level style gods several times, but each time he used the wind blade roll, two wind blades always popped out, and then there was no wind blade.
He is totally a second bald man. He is not as powerful as he is today.
After being shot down by Qi Mu Shuomao's knife, the demon fox quickly ran to Qingming's side and stood behind him.
"Well, that's all for today's test."
Take back the Taidao in hand. The leader of the secret department has no objection to the captain's opinion. At the same time, all the members of the secret department around have withdrawn and are ready to leave.
"Think too much, there is no good thing in the world to run after pretending to compete!"
Qingming, sitting in a wheelchair, covers her left shoulder with one hand and says crazily.
To this, Qimu Shuomao just frowned.
He saw clearly the strength of Qingming just now, but he also knew a lot about Qingming's weakness.
For example, the endurance problem of less Chakras; For example, after the style god and the Yin and Yang teacher were disconnected, the Yin and Yang teacher was vulnerable.
The existence of these things makes Qimu Shuomao believe that the present sunny day can be mastered.
It can also be controlled and belongs to the safety range.
Qingming's eyes showed a trace of mockery. Now, what does Qimu Shuomao, the secret chief, regard himself as? Are you a fool who gives both kindness and authority?
Now the stick has fallen and hurt; Next, we should give sweet dates!
Unfortunately, Qingming, who is now in a rage, is not ready to take over the sweet jujube of Qi Mu Shuomao. He is ready to do something within his control.
While there is still a trace of spiritual power in his body, Qingming starts directly.
"The scattered bones of beasts, minarets, red crystals, and steel wheels, moving is the wind, stopping is the air, and the sound of long guns hitting each other fills the virtual city."
"Yin and Yang · Thunder Roar Cannon."
The Lei Hou Cannon, which had been brewing for a long time, finally took off.
Buzz!
Under one blow, it stagnates instantly.
No one expected that Qingming would dare to take action at this time, whether it was Muye Baiya or another dark team leader.
At the next moment, Qingming's thunder cannon was aimed at the ground and shot out, like a storm, which made the rope arena that stopped these people tottering.
Around the closed ring, the yellow symbol paper on it was burning violently with the continuous attack of Qingming.
Pa.
The talisman paper is burnt out.
There is no barrier in front of everyone.
However, in this moment, it seems that everything is still.
In everyone's eyes.
Qingming's bloody fist, accompanied by the last thunder cannon, hit the ground like a landslide, causing a huge roar.
On the ground, countless cracks are spreading.
This blow shattered not only the seal on the ground, but also the majesty of the white teeth of the wood leaves.
Broken.
These dark ninjas around seemed to hear the sound of glass shattering.
This spreading crack mercilessly mocked everyone present, making them all look shocked.
Previously, the leader of the secret department said.
"The battle of the Yin and Yang Division depends entirely on the style god. If we separate them, the Yin and Yang Division will be useless."
Now the question is, what will happen when the style god and the yin and yang master are together?
Click!
A sound of fragmentation came.
It seems that the mirror is broken, shocking everyone.
The events of the country of whirlpool and Yuzhibo are still vivid, and this guy is a super fierce man.
Even if it was because of fighting with the seven ninjas, he was seriously injured and became disabled.
Nor can it be underestimated.
"Qingming, what are you going to do? I order you to stop attacking."
"Captain, what nonsense are you talking about? Isn't the assessment over yet? I'm just doing my best. Don't worry, I can't die."
After saying that, Qingming's left hand stood in front of her chest with two fingers, while her right hand, stained with blood, held the fan in a crisscross way and placed it in her heart.
"Pro, soldier, fighter..."
At this moment, the clear voice resounded through the darkness of the whole wood leaf.
Behind the sunny day, an empty shadow emerged, and a red yin-yang hut appeared in the eyes of everyone.
In the sunny house near Muye Village, the sign of Yinyangliao suddenly shines.
All the Shishen suddenly felt a pain in their left shoulder at this time.
Wow.
The spell pierced the sky.
The door of Yinyangliao was opened. Behind Qingming, there were many gods holding weapons. After scanning around, an inexpressible cold murderous gas was released instantly.
This murderous spirit is even stronger than the dark side that has been immersed in the killing for a long time.
Around him, a look of shock appeared in his eyes, which was full of scruffy wooden leaves and white teeth.
Many style gods.
No wonder he can kill hundreds of Fog Hidden Ninjas alone.
Feeling the anger of Qingming, Qimu Shuomao dared not be careless, and the momentum of a movie power spread to the whole audience, shocking everyone.
"Speak spiritually and bind yourself."
Several blue spells flew out of Qingming's arms.
Sharp spells form a seal town with five stars in the air. At the next moment, they appear directly beside Qi Mu Shuo Mao and seal it.
Qingming doesn't want to let the flag Mu Shuomao with the knife.
I can't fight at all, ok.
Before that, the seven would-be ninjas all used the only SSR chip card to summon the demon saber lady.
This is just a reluctant fight.
Now if he makes a move, it will be GG.
"Come out, my style god."
All of us looked at Qingming's back with alert eyes.
Suddenly, the black light flashed before my eyes. Black Wuchang, who was holding a black sickle, came on the stage with a handsome face. A paralyzed face with no expression appeared randomly.
Behind it, white wolf, demon harp, red leaf and other SR level gods all appeared.
"Sunny sama, are you all right?"
In the wheelchair, the towering seat application boy stumbled over with an ignorant Yingcao. The latter looked frightened and looked at the blood covered sunny day.
Yingcao waved the green dandelion in his hand, and a touch of green healing light flowed from it.
In everyone's horrified eyes, Qingming's left shoulder wound was healing with the naked eye.
"There is no good thing in the world that you can run after pretending to be stronger than others. You should pretend to be as strong as the wind and always accompany me? I will tell you today that pretending to be stronger will pay a price."
"Don't worry, Lord Shuo Mao. He will kill me. I will pay back. Life and death depend on his fate."
After saying that, a black impermanent with his eyes closed in the crowd took two steps forward.
When the sickle in his hand moved, his closed eyes showed a slight gap, and suddenly a cold killing opportunity was spreading.