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so awkward.

but.

He tried his best to get rid of the embarrassment, and smiled at Ling Xiaocheng: "Is that right, young man, we have agreed to a one-on-one duel, how can we let the little girl come and beat me together?"

can.

Ling Xiaocheng still had no intention of chatting with him, and walked towards him slowly with the silver blade in hand.

Uncle Sang touched his nose.

"I guess this young man is a quiet person." Uncle Sang thought to himself.

Take a breath~

Call ~

A mouthful of white air was spit out.

"Focus on breathing."

From Ling Xiaocheng's throat, steaming white mist was exhaled out of his mouth through the gap between his teeth.

There are blue veins all over the body!

Blood rolling!

Blood boils!

The muscles of the whole body were arched one by one.

There are long meridians protruding like centipedes on the face!

night.

The evening wind blew the hair on his forehead.

The Sangouyu in the scarlet writing wheel eyes rotated slightly, and a strange feeling made Uncle Sang feel that the opponent's strength was constantly rising.

In order to reduce the consumption of physical strength, Ling Xiaocheng never used skills to attack the guards.

That's why.

now!

According to the information exchanged by Luo Musheng.

Tonight, they will use Erneyoute as a bait to lure the night raiders out, and then send suitable people to fight the night raiders.

And I attacked Chen You and Sai Liu last time, and almost killed them, so the other party will definitely send their strongest combat power to deal with me.

because.

According to the matching of the system.

The combat power on both sides must move towards balance, otherwise one side is full of weak people and the other side is full of strong people, then this point will definitely be easily taken away by the strong.

and.

The system is certainly not so stupid.

Ling Xiaocheng is the most powerful person in the night attack camp. Of course, this is not his bragging, but after meeting the so-called team, he knew that this mission was up to him.

As for the middle-aged man in the military overcoat I saw last time, Lian Ling Xiaocheng felt very strong, so he must be the strongest in the imperial camp.

Save energy.

It is to keep him here forever in his heyday, and bringing Hill here is just to increase the bargaining chip for victory.

Ling Xiaocheng stepped forward suddenly!

"boom!"

The floor suddenly cracked!

Boom boom boom!

Every time Ling Xiaocheng took a step, a big hole burst out on the ground, which shows how powerful he is at this time.

Seeing the momentum of the young man opposite.

Uncle Sang couldn't help but get serious.

The vicissitudes of the eyes are slightly condensed!

An aura that was not weaker than, or even slightly stronger than Ling Xiaocheng burst out!

A strong wind blows out of nowhere!

Take him as the center and scrape around!

Uncle Sang's hands were dyed black.

And it's not over yet.

The black gradually spread upwards, and the wooden handle turned into a black iron-like texture, and the black was wrapped around the slender body like a branch.

Soon.

The whole knife turned into a pitch-black black knife.

No more white blades.

but.

The light of bright white metal reflected on the knife, as if Uncle Sang was holding a knife made of pure steel.

hard!

sharp!

Hill slumped to the side.

She quickly raised her arms to resist the strong wind, and the strong wind blew her long purple hair up. She murmured: "It's so strong, can Ling Xiaocheng beat it?"

this is.

This is the second time for Luo Musheng to see Uncle Sang serious.