fool around

The sharp sword light pierced the air, and with the sound of howling wind, it shot straight at the half-blood. The half-blood stood still, turned his palms twice, and the miasma automatically formed a barrier in front of him, protecting him like a shield.

"clang!"

The black sword energy was against the shield, and there was a crisp sound when it collided. The half-blood closed his eyes and frowned, and muttered formulas in his mouth.

Qi Lu raised his hand, and the sharp sword's cold light became more and more dazzling. Accompanied by a barely audible "hiss", cracks gradually appeared on the barrier formed by the poisonous gas, and the corners of the mixed-race's tightly pursed lips overflowed with blood.

impossible!

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at Qi Lu who was standing against the wind in front of him, his eyes showed a bit of incredible shock.

impossible!How could Qi Lu recover so quickly!

It was true that he was seriously injured at the time, but even if Qi Lu didn't die, he almost lost his life, and the injury would only be worse than him, but how did he recover so quickly!

In the sky, the clouds rolled more and more violently, and the purple thunder and lightning were hidden in it, revealing a faint glare of light.

The half-breed's mana was gradually weakened, and the soles of his feet were forced to move back a few inches, leaving two marks on the mud.

The dense miasma began to thin out under the gaze of the sword light, and the originally solid and impenetrable barrier gradually shook. Fan Tianxing let out a rapid and unbearable cry of pain, and the mixed race's pupils shrank when they heard the sound. a trance-

Qi Lu seized this rare opening, with a serious look on his face, raised his palm and slashed forward, saying, "Break!"

Accompanied by the sound of "cracking", the crack that the sword tip was touching was getting bigger and bigger, and finally couldn't hold it anymore. It exploded with a "bang", and the miasma scattered and fled, no matter how sparse it was. Sparsely gathered back to the half-blood.

The half-breed staggered back a few steps in a hurry. If his back hadn't touched a huge rock, he would have fallen to the ground in embarrassment.

Qi Lu's sharp sword made of black air shot towards him like a bow and arrow off the string, he sideways barely dodged it, and the sword's air-filled wind blade drew deep and shallow scars on his side face.

"Pfft..." The mixed blood vomited a mouthful of blood. He supported the stone wall with one hand, and covered his seriously injured shoulder with the other. He looked at Qi Lu and sighed, "It really is pure blood."

Qi Lu shook his backhand, and the black sword returned to his palm. He approached the mixed race step by step with the sword, his wings set off a hurricane behind him, the cloak was blown by the wind, and the dark gold fine lines on the hem rolled like Huge waves in the sea.

"I am pure blood," Qi Lu looked down at him condescendingly, with the coercion and compassion unique to a superior, and said every word, "It is a height that you are born to be hard to reach."

"You want to kill me?" the half-blood said, "It's a pity, even the mahogany sword that has killed so many pure bloods can't do anything to me, how can you kill me?"

The edge of the sword that had tasted the blood of the invaders became sharper, and every time Qi Lu took a step, the cold light became more dazzling.

"You don't need to know." Qi Lu said coldly.

He wants to cut off the head of the mixed race, remove its limbs, and bury it in the deepest part of the soil, to comfort the countless dead creatures on this land. He wants the mixed race to live forever and be imprisoned in the dark underground. Trumpets and supplications water the realm he defends.

"Hahahahahaha..." The mixed race suddenly looked up and laughed loudly, "You don't need to tell me, I know, if it were me, I would lock you in an airtight hut, don't worry, I am willing to hurt you , After all, you are the only pure blood, what a good blood bank!"

He laughed more and more presumptuously, even stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick the corner of his lips, narrowed his eyes and showed a look of enjoyment, as if he had already tasted Qi Lu's blood.

"I want to drink your blood without sucking you dry. How about a small cup at a time?"

Qi Lu didn't talk nonsense with him, he raised his wrist, and a black sword energy shot straight into one shoulder of the mixed race, nailing him to the stone wall.

"hiss--"

In that body, Fan Tianxing let out a suppressed low cry.

The mixed race didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and laughed more ferociously, and said loudly: "It's not enough! How can this level of torture be enough to torture our great leader! I also want to break off the wings of your little bat and put He is packed in a glass jar, so you can watch him struggle in it every day... Oh yes, and Si Yu, how about I suck his blood dry and make a mummified corpse to accompany you? The three of you are reunited Round, harmonious and beautiful, isn't it very happy..."

Qi Lu's face, which had always been as cold as ice, finally showed a bit of ruthlessness. The soil sensed the king's killing intent, and bright red magma splashed out. The purple lightning in the air was like a long whip, rolling continuously behind the cloud...

He jumped up in the air, the black air on the sword was like a ball of solidified ink, Qi Lu held the sword in both hands, and slashed forward fiercely——

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind, Qi Lu felt his back chill, and immediately folded his wings, a cyan firework brushed past his ears.

Will-o'-the-wisp? !

He turned around and saw that Lin Xiaoping was standing behind him, his hands trembling together, a faint flame that flickered on and off from his fingertips.

"Qi, brother Qi..." Lin Xiaoping met Qi Lu's cold eyes, his knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground as if his bones had been taken away, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just want to go out too much, I'm too I want to go back, I’ve been dead for hundreds of years, I want to see where my parents’ tombs are, and if anyone has settled them...I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."

He has been negligent in cultivation for a hundred years, and his magic power is extremely low. Under the panic, he couldn't even force a little flame out. He was a scholar before he was alive, and he didn't even dare to kill a chicken, let alone ask him to assassinate the leader of the monster clan.

Looking at his tearful face, Qi Lu couldn't help but close his eyes: "Back then you were a lonely ghost wandering outside, and you were hunted down by the demon hunter all the way, and I took you in."

"If I know I'm here, I can't get out again. I'd rather be a lonely ghost, and I'd rather lose my soul at the hands of a monster catcher!" Lin Xiaoping cried, "It's been 100 years, a whole 100 years..."

"Don't say it."

Qi Lu stared at him for a moment, then sighed silently.

"Qi Lu, when you came alone to negotiate with humans, have you ever thought about the result today?" The mixed race looked at the scene in front of him with interest, "Have you ever thought that they don't accept your favor at all? 100 years If you had left this place before, it would be great to hide back in your deep mountain, and let them all die, why do you have to work so hard? Your enchantment is really exquisite, and it takes a lot of effort to maintain it. Less effort, I haven't been able to find a way to crack it for so many years..."