Almighty flower care master

Chapter 822 The first drop of blood!

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This scene seemed to take a long time, but in fact, it took less than a minute from the beginning to the end.

My dearest Livian fell to the ground and died. The battle was over, and everyone realized what was going on, and the sound of gasping for air was repeated one after another.

"what happened?"

"This is impossible?"[

"How did Arivian die?"

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The leaders of the Knights of the Round Table spoke in agitated moods, and even Tiannv and Mrs. Qingcheng were slightly surprised, showing a strange expression.The only people on the scene who were fairly calm were Qin Yang and King Arthur.

You must know that although Arivian was injured by Qin Yang, after taking the genetic potion, her injuries have already recovered seven or eighty-eight, and her strength is still far superior to that of the demon girl, whether it is fighting skills or the details of the battle. The grasp is compared with that of the witch, only strong but not weak.Moreover, she is also holding a sharp knight sword that can drink blood. Basically, the outcome of this battle is doomed from the very beginning.

It stands to reason that in this case, after the fight, one will ebb and the other, and it will be a matter of time before the witch is killed by Arivian, and there will never be any changes.

It was precisely because of their confidence in Arivian and their judgment on the details of the battle that everyone believed that the witch would not be able to escape from Arivian's grasp.Some people still secretly feel regret for the beautiful face of the demon girl who is about to fall.

But the final result made most people dumbfounded and unbelievable. The final result was that the witch stood and Arivian fell down.

Although the demon girl looked a little embarrassed and a bit weak, standing still was the winning side. The result came out, and the process was no longer important!

The reason why Qin Yang was calm was because he could see very clearly that in the situation where the strength of the demon girl and Ai Liwei'an was very different, the demon girl already had the heart of dying with Ai Liwei'an.

As for Erivian, although her intent to kill is awe-inspiring, killing is one thing, being killed is another. She has killed too many people, and she has too much blood on her hands. , the sense of self-protection will become extremely strong, and it seems that they will become timid, somewhat unable to let go.

This kind of inability to let go may seem inconspicuous, but in the battle of life and death, it is fatal at all. Cut Erivian's neck.

Seeing Ai Liwei'an's attitude of dying, it is not difficult to see that Ai Liwei'an herself probably did not expect the witch to be so resolute.

As for King Arthur's calmness, Qin Yang could tell that it was a kind of calmness that despised everything. The death of the leader of the Knights of the Round Table would not have any impact on him at all, and the situation was still under his control. Let him turn his hand to cloud and cover his hand to rain!

When Arivian died, the scene suddenly became extremely weird.

After being dazed for a while, Bartica's face became a little dignified. He held the knight sword and walked out slowly. Pointing at the edge of the sword, he said in a deep voice, "Demon girl, come here and die!" .”

The demon girl smiled alluringly, facing the knight sword in his hand with fear, she giggled and said, "That woman also talked to me in the same way just now, do you think there is any difference between you and her?"

"I am stronger than her!" Bartica said proudly.

The witch's heart trembled, she knew very well that this was not arrogance, but a truth, Bartica was indeed stronger than Erivian, not so much.

The second person under the first knight, Geraint, Bartica did have enough capital and conceit to say such a thing. [

Biting her lip, feeling her body that was almost exhausted, the witch knew very well that even at her peak state, she could not be Bartica's opponent, not to mention that her physical strength had already been consumed by half at this time. Tika, don't even think about it, it is definitely a dead end.

Turning her head, she glanced at Qin Yang, the demon girl smiled at Qin Yang, then, without any hesitation, stepped forward firmly, and said slowly: "If that's the case, then let me see, what are you doing? How strong."

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"Don't worry, I will never let you down." A cruel smile appeared on Bartica's face, and the knight sword in his hand slowly lifted up, almost predicting the tragic death of the witch in a while.

He has a good relationship with Erivian, and Erivian's death made him feel more violent than ever. Even without King Arthur's order, he would never let the witch go.Not to mention that the witch is now a strong outsider, vulnerable to a single blow!

The witch took another step forward, and said in a cold voice, "Then come!"

In an instant, the eyes of the two collided together in the air.

One is indifferent to death, and the other is brutal and domineering.

"Slow down!" Just then, a voice came out.

Following these words, everyone's eyes fell on Qin Yang. Qin Yang shrugged his shoulders, he wanted to show off, but under such circumstances, if he didn't do something, the witch would definitely be suspicious.

"Qin Yang, you..." the witch trembled.

Qin Yang walked to her side, patted her on the shoulder lightly, and said softly: "Fighting is something that a man should do. How can a good man hurt the woman he loves!"

"But..." The demon girl is still not at ease. Although she knows that she is not Bartica's opponent, Qin Yang was also seriously injured by King Arthur's fierce blow.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Qin Yang said.

His expression was calm, his eyes were gentle and firm, which gave the demon girl great confidence. She bit her lip and hesitated for a while, but finally took a step back, but she made up her mind that once Qin Yang was in danger, even if she died, she would die. To save Qin Yang.

Only then did Qin Yang smile, and looked at Bartica: "Your opponent is me."

Bartica also smiled and said, "However, your opponent is not me, but the seven of us."

Regarding Qin Yang's strength, after Qin Yang and Arivian fought, Bartica already had an intuitive understanding. Even if Qin Yang was injured, he didn't dare to trust himself that he could easily kill Qin Yang .

As soon as Bartica said this, the six leaders of the Knights of the Round Table behind him all stepped forward. These six were tall, short, fat, thin, beautiful and ugly, but they had a dark and sharp aura that remained unchanged.

"Seven to one, you really think highly of me." Qin Yang smiled wryly in a low voice.

"In this way, you should feel proud, shouldn't you?" Bartica said.

"Maybe, but if I have a choice, I'd rather not have this pride." Qin Yangnai said.

"Unfortunately, you have no choice!" Bartica's face showed a cruel smile. [

Qin Yang was very unfamiliar with this kind of smile, but the other six leaders of the Knights of the Round Table were very familiar with it. They knew that Bartica would show such an expression only when killing someone.

But at this time, seven people were facing Qin Yang alone. To them, it was a massacre without any suspense.

"Qin Yang..." The demon girl was about to rush forward.

Qin Yang waved his hand to stop her behavior. At this moment, the seven people including Bartica shouted in unison and rushed towards Qin Yang.

Qin Yang took a deep breath, shook his hands, and in the palms of his hands, two flashes of crystal white light flashed.

These are two thin scalpels, which are also his weapons. They are easy to carry and can kill people. He always carries them with him, but he doesn't have many opportunities to use them.

But against the seven leaders of the Knights of the Round Table, no matter how arrogant Qin Yang was, he would not dare to hold him back.

At this moment, the breath suddenly condensed, and Qin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the fully bloomed nine-petal lotus in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The nine-petal lotus floated in the sea of ​​consciousness, rising and falling, and the nine-colored light flickered in bursts, and streams of light scattered into his limbs and bones.

The flowing light nourished his internal organs, warmed his extraordinary meridians, and produced a kind of full power in his body.

With the surge of that power, Qin Yang only felt that what he saw in front of him was clear and bright, and his hearing, smell and feeling were all sharp to the extreme.

Within his field of vision, the seven leaders of the Knights of the Round Table rushed forward, locking every blind spot within a few meters of him.

At the same time, seven icy sword lights pierced the air and turned into sharp beams of light, enveloping him imminently.

Every angle, every sword qi was concealed one by one by Qin Yang's senses. He knew very well that under the siege of these seven people, there was absolutely no possibility of escaping.

He could only accumulate energy in secret, raise his strength to the peak, and feel the nine-petaled lotus in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, it was spinning at a high speed, and it was almost clear. Qin Yang also moved without retreating. Reverse, take the initiative to attack.

Countless silhouettes split at the touch of a button!

In an instant, muffled groans and blood sprayed together.

No one expected such a situation, even King Arthur's complexion changed slightly at this time, his eyes widened a bit, not to mention Tiannv and Mrs. Qingcheng almost jumped off their seats.

A drop of blood splattered on her face, and the figure of the demon girl who had just rushed out forcefully stopped again. She stared at Qin Yang's back in dumbfounded, and felt that such a scene was simply a dream.

No, it's more illusory than a dream.

After Qin Yang rushed out of the encirclement, he changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness. He lowered his head slightly, his face was extremely pale. On his chest, a trace of being cut by the sword edge was vividly visible, and fresh blood flowed out.

And in his two hands, the two scalpels were also dripping blood to the ground drop by drop.

"Plop plop plop"

The sound of the figure falling to the ground, at this moment, the sound sounded from behind him!

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