NOVEL SIMPLE Page 514
Ten thousand attack power?
That's it?
Want to kill him too?
Ha ha.
joke.
"Listen clearly."
"Your boss... is... two kinds of people!"
A pain!
Li Le imitated Alice's posture, kicked Yang Jian's chest in the air.
He didn't kick his face, saving some face for Yang Jian.
No dagger was used either.
Because the sword has no eyes, Yang Jian is gone when the knife goes down.
Bang!
With such a powerful blow, Yang Jian flew back ten meters away!
boom!
The out-of-control overlord body crashed down, and fell together with Yang Jian.
"Cough cough!"
On Yang Jian's head, there is still one-third of the blood remaining.
Supporting his body with one hand, he looked at Li Le in disbelief.
"How did this happen? How could it be so fast?"
Not finished.
Cough up a mouthful of blood!
"Pingping", who has always regarded Yang Jian as an idol, was completely shocked at this moment!
A face to face!
"Brother Yang... Defeated... Defeated?"
Pingping's faith instantly collapsed.
Off the stage, there was no sound.
Li Le's terror made everyone feel horrified.
of course.
If they knew that Li Le only used one percent of his strength.
Maybe it's another feeling.
stage corner.
Yang Jian staggered and stood up.
He stretched out his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and coughed: "Cough, Latiao, it's really strong, cough cough, but if it's just like this, you are still too young to defeat me..."
There is a saying well.
Some people, until they die, their mouths are hardened.
That's why Li Le didn't kill Yang Jian with one blow.
This guy is proud and arrogant, if he loses it in one hit, he won't be convinced.
"You can continue."
With his hands behind his back, Li Le looked at Yang Jian quietly, with a straight figure.
Yang Jian looked up at Li Le, not knowing why, compared to him as a swordsman.
At this moment, Yang Jian felt that Li Le was not the one who practiced the sword.
Li Le's appearance looks like a sword, a sword with no flaws!
"You are the first person to see my second sword..."
"Of course, you..."
"Also worthy of this strength!"
Yang Jian took a deep breath and made a move with one hand.
A long sword with blue electric light emerged from the void.
The whole place was sluggish.
"Is there another one? Damn, it's still charged? It looks fast. What kind of hidden job is this?"
"I bet, at least grade A!"
"A-rank? I bet S-rank!"
"Don't gamble, it doesn't matter how many levels you have, just in case, I said just in case, even if this one-armed boy has an SSS-level hidden profession, he still can't beat Latiao in the end, what does that mean?"
"Explain... Latiao is not a human!"
"Latiao: You are not human, hahaha!"
The fight continues.
The lightning long sword broke away from gravity and slowly flew up.
Yang Jian's face was resolute, unyielding, and his eyes locked on Li Le.
"I know you are very fast, but Feijian Zangqi is known for its speed, no matter how fast you are, you are unbearable in front of Zangqi..."
Yang Jian's strong competitive spirit does not allow him to fail.
but.
He hasn't finished yet.
"Oh!"
Another kick came from an unknown angle.
Kicked on Yang Jian's waist.
Li Le stood where Yang Jian was speaking.
Shrugged and smiled:
"Soon? It doesn't seem to be very fast!"
Pingping was about to get excited.
It stopped again.
"Cough cough..."
"Spicy sticks, it's really strong, but..."
"I still have the third sword..."
Yang Jian got up from the ground again.
The amount of blood is already exhausted.
Exhausting all his strength, he summoned the last flying sword.
The flying sword exudes a faint red light, and its length is about the same as the previous two flying swords. It may be due to the power flying sword. This flying sword looks sharper, more arrogant, and unstoppable.
Yang Jian controls the flying sword.
With one finger, he pushed the flying sword towards Li Le.
The flying sword was extremely fast, and with the faint sound of piercing through the air, it hit Li Le's eyebrows.
"Flying Sword Soul Suppression is famous for its attack power. There are eight hundred bosses who died under Soul Suppression!"
"No one can stop Soul Requiem, no!"
"Even if you are Latiao, it won't work!"
"Suppress the soul, go!"
Yang Jian hadn't finished speaking.
The voice stopped.
The stage was also quiet.
Because everyone sees it.
Li Le stretched out two fingers and clamped them on the tip of the soul-suppressing sword.
With the help of powerful thrust, the 1.8-meter-long soul-suppressing can no longer move forward at this moment.
The soul-suppressing sword trembled slightly, and let out a mournful cry!
It seems to be pleading, but also seems to be surrendering!
Maybe Li Le pushed a little harder.
This natal flying sword is about to turn into a handful of loess, and its aura is lost!
at the same time.
"Wow!"
Because Feijian was blocked, it was backlashed by Feijian's internal power.
Yang Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, kicked, stepped back three steps!
The blood bar, which was not much in the first place, is about to bottom out!
"Keng!"
Li Le let go of his hand and let go of Zhenhun.
Soul Requiem bounced back at an extremely fast speed.
Li Le said lightly: "The fifth level of the Soul Suppression Realm, the flying sword that can be controlled, the Soul Suppression, is your limit!"
"Our fight ends here!"
"Tomorrow, remember to come to work in Alice Country!"
After speaking, Li Le didn't stay any longer, turned around and left.
The moment he left.
The Soul Soul that flew back landed on Yang Jian's toes.
boom!
The soul of the soul was inserted into the ground, and a powerful shock wave raised a piece of gravel and landed on Yang Jian's forehead.
[-10! 】
【Ding!Player Yang Jian's blood volume fell short, the game is over! 】
[Congratulations to the player I have Latiao and follow me, winning this round of the game, +1 points! 】
The sound of the system is not over yet.
Li Le's figure had disappeared.
Only Yang Jian, who fell to the ground on the stage, seemed to be still proving to the audience.
In the past, Latiao was haunted and haunted.
Today, it is still the case.
Chapter 475 was followed