The more this man wants something, the stronger his desire to destroy it with his own hands.
But on the one hand, he was extremely conflicted and worried about breaking his favorite toy, and how he would survive such a long and boring time.
It would be great if you could be obedient.
The man's white-gold eyes were replaced by blood.
Immediately afterwards, Balian's calm voice sounded, like a cool breeze blowing through the mountain peaks at night.
"The choice you gave is not a choice at all for me. When I hold the sword in my hand, the point of the sword has already determined the existence of the enemy. All I can choose is to decide the outcome with all my might.
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"Winning means life, losing means death."
His face, which was white and stained with blood, had a calmness and calmness that was far inferior to those of his peers.
Be modest in your words and deeds, and be fearless.
Through the darkness, he glanced at the injured Wen Hanwei.
Wen Hanwei was also looking at him.
The delicate face that was stained with blood suddenly showed a smile: "My sword hasn't fallen completely yet, how do you know that I can't hurt you?"
Balian never retreats, never fears, never surrenders.
He said: "Pick up your sword and you can try to see if I can hurt you before you completely destroy me."
The man was a little stunned by his brisk and confident tone. He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Hahahaha - I don't know if you are naive or ignorant!"
The man's beautiful and broad eyebrows suddenly changed, and the violent lines squeezed out between the eyebrows can make the whole world shocked and throbbing.
The undead corpse demons lying on the ground were so overwhelmed by the sudden terrifying momentum that they vomited blood and knelt on the ground in humiliation and kept prostrating, offering praise and loyalty to their master.
Wen Hanwei's body suddenly sank, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on her.
Balian raised his head and took a deep breath. The corpse demon couldn't breathe, but the air he absorbed could turn into a magical nutrient, making the scarlet flower in his heart flow and bloom.
The bright red and enchanting Manzhushahua flowers bloomed on his pale skin, and half of his pale and delicate cheeks were covered with enchanting red flowers.
Hurricane lightning, the black machine of death, lingered on the silver sword edge.
The pale skin in front of the sword suddenly collapsed and sunk, and countless air was accumulated by the hurricane, avoiding all directions. Balian did not use his own power in his body.
This sword is devouring feedback.
Because feedback is a sword that does not belong to the Kaiyuan realm, it is powerful!
The man felt something, his calm smile froze on his face, and his pupils shrank violently into a sharp line.
puff!
There was a sharp sound of piercing the water bag.
Blood droplets spattered, and Balian's face turned scarlet red. The cold blood wet his face, dyed the back of his hands red, and even a few drops of blood spattered into the wounds on half of his mutilated body.
Those few drops of blood were cold, but when touched, his bleeding wound felt like fire.
He tried his best to adapt himself to the pain, frowned slightly, and watched as the sword fell from the man in front of him, and his hands were helpless in the air.
It seems like shock, like uneasiness, like fear.
He also made hoarse syllables like "uh huh" in his mouth.
Because at this moment, Balian's small sword had pierced his throat from the back of his neck.
The sword edge sank into the hilt without any hesitation or wavering.
Balian knew that even if he fought to the death or even self-exploded the zombie beads, he would never be able to harm this corpse demon in the slightest.
Therefore, in the first head-to-head confrontation, when he forcefully took his sword, he really took the sword into his body.
That is the racial talent of the zombie demon.
One of the seven king-level talents, Devour!
This talent, among the hundreds of millions of awakened zombie demons throughout the ages, only Si Li among the Sixteen King Corpse Demons can possess.
There are sixteen blood corpse demons in the direct line, and each corpse demon awakens different talents.
That is their only talent.
Even if you drain their blood, you will never be able to take away their talents.
At this moment, it appeared on Bai Lian's body.
The small sword that can suck blood, for some reason, is unable to absorb this man's blood at this moment.
Bai Lian felt a little regretful, thinking that it really wasn't that easy to kill.
After hitting the target, the sole of his boot kicked hard on the man's shoulder, and he jumped into the air, trying to distance himself and look for the next attack.
"Heh...heh..." The man changed his embarrassment and scratched his hands.
He took action suddenly!
Five fingers grasped Bailian's ankle as he soared into the air, his pupils were unusually scarlet red.
The eyeballs were trembling violently because of the interest that was about to collapse due to excitement, and they reflected Balian's face covered in strange red patterns.
"What is this! What is this! Look what I found!!!"
The tremendous strength between the palms is undeniable!
It's like being tightly welded with a soldering iron, with no possibility of breaking free.
Balian looked at the man who suddenly went crazy and lost control. His slender eyebrows were calm and low-key, and he turned sharply in mid-air, regardless of the shattered calf bones and twisted muscles.
The right leg accumulated strength, holding the black wind thunder on the tip of the toe. The white boots under the foot could not even withstand the force of the foot, and directly turned into white fragments, and were blown away by the wind.
One leg hit the man's handsome face directly.
The man grunted, released his palms, staggered back two steps, and sat back down on the throne in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
He covered his mouth and nose, blood spilled from his fingers, and looked at Bailian who fell backwards and flew away with unbearable eyes. He was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.
Bai Lian fell next to Wen Hanwei. As soon as he stood up, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his left leg!
The face reflected by the blood looked even more pale and frosty, like a dead person.
Balian's body shook violently and he was about to fall down.
Wen Hanwei was seriously injured, but she still stood up quickly. Her arms were too heavy to lift, and she couldn't support him. She could only use her soft body to support his body.
The two of them were leaning on each other, their clothes were all stained with blood.
But so far in the battle, no one has fallen in the face of such a powerful ancient monster.
The man sat on the ancient throne, the blood gushing from his neck wet his robe and the black throne, and dense red lines appeared on his pale skin.
He gently caressed his neck with his pale and sharp fingers. The sword marks healed quickly and the blood stopped.
Apart from the fact that the blood color on his face was paler than before, he could no longer look downcast.
When the bright red lines bloomed with evil light, the man's face gained a bit of wild charm.
The fangs loomed under the scarlet lips. It was injured and stained with blood for the first time in a thousand years. It should have been extremely angry.
But at this moment, the joy in his heart made him feel a little surprised.
The shocked emotion quickly disappeared into the depths of the scarlet pupils, hiding it extremely thoughtfully.
He gracefully crossed one leg, crossed his arms, and looked at Balian with a half-smile. He touched his smooth and uninjured neck with his fingers, and the curve of his mouth raised in a very teasing way: "He is truly a man of his word.
You really hurt me."
He spread his palms and showed the movement patterns of the corpse beads in his body in front of Balian and Wen Hanwei without hesitation.
The man smiled and said: "However, the facts are before us. You sacrificed your body for me to be injured, but you still can't reverse the situation of the battle. This is the suppression of absolute strength. There is no possibility of taking tricks. If you continue
If you insist on fighting with me, I will not be able to help but tear the rest of your body into tatters."
Balian's brows were lowered and frowned because of the intense erosion and pain in his body, and there was a squirming sound of regeneration coming from his incomplete body.
man:"!!!"
He was shocked again. For thousands of years, all the emotions and expressions combined were not as colorful as they are today.
Wen Hanwei suddenly felt that the cold body leaning on her suddenly became hot.
On the right side of the mostly mutilated body, the huge blood hole is constantly being reorganized by bloody threads, the broken bones are extending, and the internal organs are being repaired at an alarming speed under the bloody threads.
If the fatal wound from the man's sword was instantly repaired, Wen Hanwei would be horrified.
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