Villains have special death skills

Chapter 155 The Demon Cultivator Seizes the Survival Handbook (3)

Chapter 155

"Wanwan?" Ji Lian frowned, and concluded without a doubt: "Are you nervous?" He narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the cold fingertips on his knees were lightly pressed again and again. knocking on the ground, as if he had made a decision in his heart.

"Oh," Su Shunqing replied stiffly, ignoring Ji Lian's expression, but focused on every move off the field.

In the arena, Cang Hong proudly held up the ax in his hand, announcing his victory to everyone with a victor's attitude. Suddenly, Ning Yang in the corner moved, and he moved with difficulty, but he was caught off guard. With a sweet throat, a mouthful of scarlet blood spewed out from his mouth with a "wow".

He panted heavily, at this moment he suddenly felt that his eyelids were so heavy, as if they were extremely heavy, but his body was like a light piece of paper, and it was difficult to exert any strength.

Is it possible that today's children are going to confess here?Ning Yang couldn't help thinking: Ah Wan is still waiting for me to save her?

A burly and tall figure approached him, and the cold and dazzling light was reflected on the heavy eyelids.

For a moment, Ning Yang had the idea of ​​giving up, and thinking about A Wan's situation, he could only hold his breath and make a final desperate counterattack.

"Don't make me feel sad for you any more. I won't shed a single tear after you die." Su Shunqing gritted her teeth, moved her dry lips, and whispered bitterly.

I saw Cang Hong waving the ax in his hand, wanting to chop off the defeated generals under the axe, get rid of them, and then quickly, and the atmosphere on the field has reached the most exciting and sensational moment, everyone is cheering and shouting for Cang Hong, Excited to bet on yourself.

It was too late and then quickly, the man moved slightly, and in the blink of an eye, the man rolled up lightly, stabbing Cang Hong quickly and fiercely with the blood-stained sword in his hand, Cang Hong ate Surprised, the speed of dodging was very fast, but even though he was fast, the sharp sword that was stabbing at him was faster, the sharp sword shone coldly, and when it pierced his neck, the blade made a clear cry, and one day a blue crane jumped out of the sword. Flying out slowly, the crane roared into the sky.

Looking back, Cang Hong is already in a different place.

The melon-eaters on the field were stunned!

They still maintained the mouth shape of shouting "Cang Hong Mighty", but the real situation off the field clearly stated that the player they fancied was in a different place and died!

"Grandma is a bear, I used all my wealth to buy Cang Hong to win, bad luck, bad luck, Cang Hong, you bastard, you can't even beat a little boy, you deserve to die..."

"Unexpected..."

"I can't believe it, Cang Hong actually lost, I thought there would be no suspense..."

……

Such sighs and curses alternated back and forth in the arena.

Su Shunqing exhaled lightly. At that moment just now, she even held her breath. After she breathed a sigh of relief, she realized that her palm was wet and full of cold sweat, and a gust of cold wind hit her. Come on, she couldn't help trembling.

"Cold?" Ji Lian stretched out her hand, touched the back of her cold hand, and asked with concern, "Why is it so cold..." Before he could finish speaking, a clear and moving voice like a lark suddenly came from the entrance of the arena Come.

"The Demon Lord is here—" shouted three times, and the clear and moving female voice was heard throughout the arena, echoing endlessly.

For a moment, the arena was completely silent, and everyone was silent, waiting on the side with lowered eyebrows and eyes, opening a path for Mozun and his party.

Leng Liuyun walks like a tiger, and walks in front of Ji Lian and the others in a vigorous manner. He stares at Ji Lian's big hand on the back of Su Shunqing's hand with fiery eyes, and coughs unhappily. His cold face looks a little ferocious at this moment. .

"Why does Ah Lian have the time to come to the arena?" Leng Liuyun always knew that Ji Lian didn't like mixed fish and dragons, so when he heard that he came to the arena, he was surprised and ran over at the same time.

The corners of Ji Lian's mouth turned up, and he let out a chuckle. The smile didn't penetrate his bone, it was a half-smile. He glanced at Leng Liuyun with a strange expression, and then slowly withdrew his hand under Leng Liuyun's cold gaze. He was careless. He asked back: "Are you questioning me?"

While talking, he leaned back calmly. Unlike the rest of the demon cultivators who were full of etiquette, he didn't even intend to stand up and salute. With a breath of cold air, who knows that Mozun Leng Liuyun hates people who are not big or small, who don't follow the rules.

Leng Liuyun was unhappy, and he looked towards the person behind Ji Lian with his icy eagle eyes. A strange cold wind hit, and just rolled down the hood of the cloaked man. She has a clear appearance, but with those clear and crystal eyes, one can tell who it is at a glance.

Leng Liuyun narrowed his hawk eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. With a look of disgust on his face, he said coldly, "Stupid woman, I know that you have bewitched Ah Lian..." As he spoke, He attacked Su Shunqing very quickly, no one saw how he made the attack, Su Shunqing was like a kite with a broken string, and suddenly bumped into the guardrail of the arena.

There was a burst of golden light, and vigorous aura overflowed in the air. Su Shunqing tore off her veil, showing an expression of disbelief. She spit out a mouthful of scarlet turbid blood with a "wow", panicked in her heart.

How dare he, how dare Leng Liuyun... How dare he abolish her golden core!

In this way, she is a useless person. Compared with the cracked golden elixir, the fact that the broken elixir is more difficult for her to accept. In this way, it is like killing half of the life of a cultivator, which is comparable to crippling the spiritual core. root.

Ning Yang, who had not been driven back to the cage in the arena, saw this scene, his eyes were about to burst, his hand holding the sword tightened, and he murmured unwillingly, "A Wan..." Before the rest of the ending could be blurted out, he Driven back to the dark cage.

He looked back at the scene above the arena reluctantly, and secretly swore in his heart that he would definitely help A Wan rule the demon world, he couldn't die, he wanted to live, and help her return to the peak alive.

Ning Yang's indifferent eyes sank, and a bold idea took root in the depths of his mind until it grew into a strong tree.

He still remembered the night when the two of them first escaped from the hands of Qianyu, the Holy Maiden of Bailian Palace. The two snuggled up by the bonfire. She said to herself, Ning Yang, I am going to Bailian. Brother Gong Xun, I want to take the power of Bailian Palace as my own.

I want everyone in this cultivation world to know that the Ji family is not dead.

At that time, the scorching fire was reflected on his indifferent and calm face. He didn't understand her ambitions, and she also didn't understand his simple thoughts. Now, he has a half-sighted realization.

Falling from the highest place to the mud, being chased and killed by everyone, fleeing everywhere like a bereaved dog, she couldn't help but hate it!

"A Wan, I hope you are still you..." He squinted his eyes, and his stagnant heart showed signs of loosening again.

(End of this chapter)