Systematic Detox Center

Chapter 282 The Angry Fairy
The ten big yellow-clothed members of the Dominion Society were wiped out with a raised hand. This earthquake in the practice world has always been the talk of the monks.

The ten big yellow clothes established the reputation of the dark imperial envoy Addis Kodalok and the Hengtan Sect, and also opened the prelude to a new era.

It is impossible to say that Sartre does not have any resentment in his heart for this mark of shame. Lu Sen deliberately mentioned it, which is tantamount to adding salt to his wounds, but he did not express it very violently, but only in a gloomy manner. road:

"Water flows to low places, and people go to high places. I am now working for the dark censor Yadis, representing the Hengtan Sect."

"What's wrong with the Eternal Tan Sect? This is the territory of Huaxia, so the Eternal Tan Sect can come and hijack the plane?" Lu Sen snorted coldly.

"Sart, what are you talking about? Just go ahead and fuck the bitch." The sharp voice was filled with orangutan wind, splitting the air, and the gleaming claws were slashing towards Lu Sen.

Ding!
Zhao Xu drew his sword to block, and the sword sparkled brilliantly in all directions.

Swords and claws collided together, and the sound of fighting was particularly fierce.

Lu Sen stroked his chin with his hand:

"Sartre, I would like to ask you, how did the great god Yadis train you? How come you are so obedient after seeing you for a few days? Are you so courageous enough to provoke us?"

Sartre's black wings spread out, and a golden long sword with a holy flame: "It's useless to talk, Lu Sen, you and I have been fighting for many years, and we have never really fought against each other, today."

Lu Sen raised his eyebrows suddenly, turned towards the black giant sword, and yelled:

"Little fairy, watch out for me, they have an ambush."

Based on his understanding of Sartre, this guy has a gloomy mind, especially likes to disturb the audience in front of the battle, and secretly engage in sneak attacks.

Here, the golden holy sword has been cut down in the air, the holy flames are pushed away, and the clouds and rain immediately dissipate. Lu Sen has no choice but to form a barrier with luck to resist.

Zhao Xu was held back by Sildia, and Sutter held back Lu Sen.

"Are you going to start a war?" Lu Sen used the sword energy in his hands to form a narrow black sword, entangled with the golden holy flame sword.

Sartre's expression was indifferent, and he swung his sword to attack: "I said it a long time ago, don't shelter thieves, since you want to show off, don't blame us for taking action."

On the black giant sword, the passengers who were still in shock fastened their seat belts and stools tightly. At that moment, they fell together with the seats and were caught by the black giant sword together. Never recovered.

"Qu Zhi, what should we do?" Ban Rixian kicked her calf, very leisurely.

Qu held the golden book in his hand. If Lu Sen's black sword hadn't been used, he would have used the golden book. "I'm afraid things are not that simple. Someone came here to deliberately attack the plane a few days ago. Today, even Sartre... Once the second-grade monks take action, it seems that there may be something they need hidden on the plane we are traveling with."

He has been observing silently since the plane attack, but he really didn't notice any abnormalities.

"I don't think there's anything unusual about it. Qu Zhi isn't the one who provoked you, right?" Ban Rixian looked at Qu Zhi suspiciously, every time it was him who caused trouble.

"It has nothing to do with me. If I were in the United States, I would do it. Why do you harass the plane every day?"

Qu Zhi glanced at the leisurely Ban Rixian next to him, and shook his head involuntarily.

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and people watching the scenery look at you upstairs.

The two of them were so calm and composed, and it was obvious that those who were interested had already seen the clues. It was impossible to reveal any flaws now. It was not easy to pretend to be panicked or anything like that.

As for the hidden person, think about where the person who could be called a thief by Sartre stole things. He stole things from the American emperor, under the eyes of the Dark Messenger Addis. How could it be wrong? The two executives can easily see it with their eyes.

boom!
Suddenly another powerful force hit the black sword, this time it was a gray withered breath, like a big hand grabbing the black sword and spinning it, trying to take all the passengers away.

"Bastard! My old lady's makeup is messed up by you!" The sudden roar came from the black sword, resounding through the heaven and earth, attracting everyone's attention.

Ban Rixian's eyes widened: "What a domineering voice, this sword doesn't seem simple?"

The corner of Lu Sen's mouth, who was fighting with Sartre, showed a confident arc: "Your plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain is not in place, this is entering the tiger's den."

"Lu Sen, you bastard, who do you think is the tigress?" The black giant sword took off with a swish. As for the pair of gray giant hands imprisoned on it, it was like a piece of tissue paper, and was instantly struck by the violent sword energy. Torn to pieces.

The black giant sword is in the sky, and the sword energy is domineering.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Sartre's eyes, and this overwhelming momentum put a lot of pressure on him.

"Little fairy, I didn't talk about you!" Lu Sen said sarcastically. To the outside world, he was the upright director of the Southern Editorial Bureau. In front of the little fairy, he was just a younger brother.

"That's what you, the bird man, scolded? I'll kill you!"

The black giant sword slashed down involuntarily, the body of the sword soared dozens of times in an instant, and the black sword energy attached to the surroundings tore and twisted the air.

Sartre had a puzzled look on his face, raised his sword to block, and a long dragon of holy flames spurted out, but was swallowed up completely the moment it touched the black sword energy.

"Can't stop??"

A trace of panic flashed in Sartre's eyes. The slowly falling giant sword seemed like a meteorite breaking through the atmosphere, giving him a thought of being invincible.

"run!"

Sartre turned around, the black wings shook, and the wind blew out, sending him a thousand meters away in an instant.

He was sure that he didn't curse, but he didn't dare to refute.

"You scolded me, and you still want to run?" The arrogant female voice snorted coldly.

The black giant sword immediately turned around, and continued to chase and kill Sartre, who was frantically flapping his wings.

Hiss!

The black sword energy was even better, forcing it inch by inch onto Sartre's body, and the black feathers were neatly cut off.

"Augusto, give me a helping hand!" Sartre gnashed his teeth and roared, the sword energy was too fast, and he still couldn't break free at the extreme speed, so he could only rely on the strength of his teammates.

Augusto's gray airflow was also running wildly. The power of the black giant sword was too weird, making it impossible for him to use the power of the three deads, and his body was almost cut. Turning back, he couldn't turn back.

"Sartre, the frontier is at the border, support for a while!"

Sartre's eyes were red, looking at Augusto and Xidia who were also fleeing, and his heart was desolate. At this moment, whoever stayed would be dead. The only way to escape from the boundaries of China was to reach the other side, which was the boundary protected by Addis. , no one dares to mess with it.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Sartre roared, turned over and threw Sheng Yan Taotao's golden holy sword, which collided with the black giant sword.

At this moment, it is worth sacrificing a treasure to earn a chance to breathe.

The golden sword, which was desperately fighting, had the will to die. With a whine, burning with holy flames, it bumped into the black giant sword without complaint or regret.

But in the end, it was the mantis' arms that acted as a chariot, and the black giant sword was only slightly stagnant, and it was completely shattered into fragments and shattered between the sky and the earth.

　After driving for a long time, I feel uncomfortable...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)