Chapter 239: The end of the master of art [fifth more]

The scorpion stared at the scorpion with an expressionless face, and the

bloodthirsty luster was beating in his eyes, just like a beast chosen by

others. The hidden gloom made the cold hair of the scorpion rise suddenly, and

he retreated involuntarily, for the first time in years This emotion has never

been before.

"Damn, now I don't have any power to resist his attack, so I have to wait so

long."

The scorpion of the red sand stared desperately at the dustless heart, full of

unwillingness, and being so obscured that he was killed by his own man can no

longer be described as suffocating. It is a sorrow of extreme grief, and a

dead man who is dead.

This death is the most ironic end for him!

"I still want to resist, just what you can do in this picture, Scorpion."

Gaze calmly at the scorpion, the dustless faint said: "Your way is only dead,

so is the future of 'Xiao', so is Didala, and Payne is still the same."

The Scorpion of the Red Sand has a purpose in joining "Xiao". According to the

dust-free speculation, it should be the body of a strong person. After all,

the puppet fighting force created by these people is strong enough.

"It's ridiculous. You, as a cricket, are afraid, but you're sorry, farewell,

Scorpion."

Rich golden photons converge in the palm of the hand, quickly compressing and

condensing. The slender golden long sword is obvious. The sword cuts its sharp

edge and the bright luster reflected is enough to exterminate and cut

everything.

Tian Cong Yun Jian!

"Good sharp artifact!"

Hei Ju stared at the big sword in the dustless hands, remembering it in his

eyes, as the incarnation of Hui Yeji, he must remember any tricks that might

be the enemy of life and death in the future.

Hei Jue always has a feeling that the strongest enemy in the future is not

Uchiha, nor Uchiha's soil, but this mysterious character who is always like a

deep-sea beast.

No one knows exactly what his strength is. People who have seen the real power

of Dust have disappeared, without exception, all in hell.

The whole body glowed with a golden luster, and the dust-free body suddenly

felt like texture, and turned into a streamer whistling straight out.

"Fast, this is definitely not a ** flashing technique. It can't be

overstated as a space jutsu!" Staring at the streamer that whizzed straight

out, Heiyan eyes rippled, secretly surprised.

Although Hei Jue believes in the strength of the big tube Muhui Yeji, if the

opponent is dust-free, he still has to treat it carefully, even more daunting

than the spot. At least he has observed the life of the spot, letting him

spend his whole life. Live under your own plan.

But dust-free is different. From the moment it appeared, it was contrary to

Hei Jue's script. Even if there was no change in the plan being executed, the

essence was still very different.

"Oh!"

Looking around, I saw the golden sharp luster passing through the scorpion's

body, almost killing him like a vegetable, and mercilessly cut off his waist.

"That's it."

With the dustless words falling, the body of the scorpion suddenly broke into

two parts, completely losing the breath.

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"Put his body away and evacuate."

After waiting for the absolute response, the lightsaber in the dustless hand

quickly disintegrated, and the whole body's body was the same, and became

blurred until it finally disappeared completely.

"It's really indifferent, Lord Dustless."

Bai Jue was relieved when watching Dustless disappeared, looking at the

scorpion who had been smashed into a corpse, shook his head, and walked to the

side of the scorpion. The next thing was him.

Deep in the dim ground, the figure of the outer golem is clearly visible. Ten

thick fingers stand tall and count to the figure. It is three days' effort

from the last incident.

"It's a pity that the scorpion was killed."

On the head of the Outer Golem, the middle-aged man with orange hair said

indifferently. The fluctuations in his voice had no human feelings. Is it

really a pity that only God will know.

Without a doubt, this person is naturally Payne

"Didara's arm was also severed."

The reincarnation eyes opened, the black lines rippled, and looked at the

corners. "Didala's arm combination task will be given to you. He also worked

for the organization for many years, without hard work."

Gaze fell on Dustlessly, Payne frowned without traces, and suspiciously

flashed in his eyes, and then seemed to remember something, and when he got to

his mouth, he closed it again.

"The deceased has passed, and the way ahead is still to be seen. Today I will

introduce a new member to you."

Payne's cold voice spread and the entire dark cave was full of echoes, and

everyone's eyes were exposed to Payne's body, and he became the focus in an

instant.

The requirements for entering "Xiao" are extremely high. Everyone is a s-class

rebellion with no exceptions. In other words, if you want to join Xiao, you

must have the strength to compete with the shadow-level strong in each

village.

"I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know if anyone can join this dark

organization. I hope that a dramatic person can ease this heavy and depressed

atmosphere." Ghostly smiled and said with expectation in his eyes, it seems

that he Quite curious about the new members who have never met, the shark

smile is particularly scary.

"I hope so." Fei Duan shook his lips and looked skeptical, apparently he had

doubts about this newcomer.

Dustlessness is nothing to do with a face, a matter that doesn't care about

how high you hang, squinting your eyes, sometimes revealing savvy, gazing at

the shadows hiding in the darkness, the eyes flashed a clear color.

The dust-free state of affairs can clearly see each other's posture, wearing

an orange spiral mask, only showing his eyes, wearing a black windbreaker

embroidered with red clouds, impenetrable.

"It really is you, Uchiha, with soil! No, I should call you Afei now!"

Staring at the dark shadow isolated from the depths of the darkness, the dusty

mouth twitched a profound smile, and after a deep look at him, the old **

was closing his eyes, and he was too far-fetched.

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