God-level Stealing System

There was a scene of solemn killing in the main hall!

In the field, Shen Xiaoqi and Hong Kui faced each other like two strange peaks.

The disciples of the Seven Pavilions lined up around them with their staffs and staffs. Everyone looked solemn and their swords were drawn. They were ready to surround Shen Xiaoqi, the heinous murderer, and strangle him in the hall at any time.

Although everyone agreed that Shen Xiaoqi could never defeat the Rising Sun Red Sunflower Golden Spear in the hands of Elder Hongkui, at this moment, everything must be ensured, and no one dared to relax for a moment.

The air suddenly became tense, just like the cold autumn wind and the cold river with frost.

The feeling of being watched by thousands of people made Shen Mo feel very uncomfortable, especially when the other party looked at him with eyes filled with murderous intent, which made her feel even more terrified.

Unfortunately, this kind of racial malice cannot be stolen!

Shen Xiaoqi put aside the distracting thoughts in her heart, calmed down, stared at her opponent Hong Kui opposite, lightly opened her red lips, and asked softly:

"What would you say if I beat you?"

‘I’ll let you win? joke! ’

After listening to Shen Xiaoqi's words, Hongkui felt that they were extremely ridiculous, and a flash of disdain inadvertently flashed in her fiery eyes.

However, she thought again:

Since it is a duel, there must be rules for dueling. It would be too boring to just fight and kill.

This witch dared to bargain with me even when she was about to die. She was obviously dissatisfied. Even if her body was destroyed like before,

It is difficult to erase her Taoist spirit that is unwilling to give in.

Thinking of this, Hongkui looked at Shen Xiaoqi with a straight face and said seriously:

"Don't talk about winning, as long as you survive a stick of incense under my hand, I, Hong Kui, will let you go and ensure that you leave the Zide Hall alive today!"

"Empty words."

"The guarantee given by me as the elder of Hongkui Pavilion is also empty talk?"

As soon as Hongkui said these words, she showed her bold and unrestrained nature.

Dressed in red, as bright as fire.

Shen Xiaoqi was startled when she heard the words. The blood-colored cold light in her eyes was suppressed, revealing a bit of clarity. At this time, Hong Kui faced her for a moment, and she took a closer look at the woman in red. future.

I saw that she had an angular face, which could not be said to be beautiful. However, her skin was whitened by her flaming red hair. There was not a single wrinkle on her face, and her compact body still had charm.

The slightly raised eyebrows and the slightly downward curled corners of her lips made her expression look a bit fierce, adding a bit of majesty and stability. The spears in her hands were bursting with light, as if the shadows of the sun were disillusioned and the rings of the sun were intertwined. Under the golden spear tip, blazing flames fluttered like red tassels.

Although the tip of the spear is pointed downward, it has hidden power. With a flick of the wrist, it can deliver a powerful blow. The position can be advanced or defended at any time without leaving any flaws. You can tell at a glance that he is a veteran on the battlefield. A strategist of hundreds of battles.

After all, Hongkui is different from Dongfang Ziwei. The latter has the majesty of destiny, but she is just a pavilion elder.

The affairs of Ziweixuan were not decided by Hongkui alone.

Especially regarding such a sensitive issue regarding the invasion of monsters.

But now, in front of all the disciples and elders, she insists on using a one-on-one duel to decide whether Shen Xiaoqi will stay or not, and uses her identity as a pavilion elder as a guarantee. Such courage is extraordinary.

If it weren't for the embarrassing situation, Shen Xiaoqi really wanted to turn the fight with Hongkui into friendship, but now, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Only a battle will determine the outcome. If he loses, not to mention the friendship, there will be no suicide note.

"Hongkui! Don't listen to this witch talking here. Let's do it quickly. Just kill her!"

Above the palace, Yan Ziling suddenly urged him, his cold voice full of domineering air.

"Kill her!"

"Kill this witch!"

"..."

The disciples of Qige also raised their arms and shouted, and the crowd was furious.

call!

A shrill sound of wind suddenly sounded in the air, like a ghost blowing in the ears. The shouting in the field suddenly stopped.

Hongkui casually held a gun flower in her hand, and then shot out with an extremely cunning footwork. Her loose red hair danced in the wind as she ran, like a burning flame.

"Look at the gun!"

boom!

The gun shot through the air and struck like a wild waterfall.

Yingying sparks appeared, and the air suddenly stagnated for a moment. Then, thousands of sparks trembled under the force of the gun, and washed away like broken ice.

"Blood Python Holy Shield, come out!"

Knowing that Hongkui's attack would be a killing move, Shen Xiaoqi did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so she gathered all her powerful true energy and formed a huge shield, shining with golden light.

Crack, crackle, crackle...

Under the violent erosion of the fire rain, the golden shield formed by the true essence became weaker and weaker, and finally, only a pale golden shadow remained.

Shen Xiaoqi had to retreat steadily under Hongkui's fierce attack. On the ground, two deep chasms, as black as a lightning strike, were pulled out.

The golden shield in his hand is about to shatter!

However, she is still struggling.

"Why don't you draw your gun?!"

While Hong Kui asked sternly, the gun in her hand was like a storm, and a tongue of fire spiraled out from the tip of the golden gun, quickly spreading into a flame vortex. In the vortex, like a fire dragon leaping, it let out bursts of wind and thunder roars.

"It's...not...the time yet!"

boom! !

The vortex rolled over quickly and violently, immediately squeezing and exploding the golden shield in front of Shen Xiaoqi, making a loud noise that cracked the sky.

Suddenly, the air twisted and fluctuated like a sea tide.

Shen Xiaoqi's voice was also distorted and elongated, becoming extremely weird and weird.

After hearing her words, Hongkui sneered:

"Hmph! I'm afraid you have no chance to shoot."

The woman in red curled her lips, and her whole body instantly exuded a murderous aura.

The flame pattern around the body is constantly circling, as if a fire dragon is approaching, the spear in his hand is dancing like a tornado, the fire light is floating, and a lifelike golden sunflower, as bright as the sun, emerges in front of the golden spear tip.

"The divine spear comes out and sweeps across thousands of armies!!"

The fire in Hongkui's eyes shot into the sky. When the gun came out, a golden light shone in all directions, and hundreds of thousands of gun shadows chased after him. Wherever the gun swept, there were waves of fire scorching the sky and fierce flames.

In an instant, thousands of divine fires connected into a blazing sea of ​​fire, surrounding Shen Xiaoqi in circles like a tsunami. In an instant, it seemed as if there were millions of Hongkui Pavilion gun and banner troops wearing strong armor and strong swords.

The heart is burning with fire, as if you are in purgatory!

Shen Xiaoqi has no way forward and no way to retreat. She is already dripping with sweat. There is a layer of water on her delicate collarbone. The clouds on her temples are moist and stick to her ears. Her jade face is covered with clouds, and a pair of anxious eyes are gathering tiny bits of tears. The transparent light spot was illuminated red by the surrounding firelight, as if charcoal fire had splashed into her eyes, causing her to burst into tears.

For a moment, blood and tears flowed out of Shen Xiaoqi's eyes. No one noticed that the blood was tinged with gold, and a blood lotus with golden stamens formed in Shen Xiaoqi's palm.

The blood lotus opened and closed, and a blood python swam out. The blood python opened its mouth slightly, and silent golden blood flowed into it, turning into a golden bead containing the golden power of splitting the sky and splitting the prison...

Hoo ho ho!

At this moment, the blazing sea of ​​fire came fiercely and quickly engulfed Shen Xiaoqi's figure.

Silence! !

Among the crowd, Zhou Luer's slender eyebrows tightened when she saw this miserable scene, her wide-open blue eyes rippling, as if she could squeeze out a pool of clear water.

She shouted the silent name over and over again in her heart.

In the main hall, the air suddenly became quiet, leaving only the roaring and crackling sounds of the flames.

After an unknown amount of time, the sea of ​​fire burned everything, and there was nothing left to burn. A wisp of strange fire that swam like a candle dragon was taken back into Hong Kui's palm, and the vast sea of ​​​​fire in the field seemed to be connected to purgatory before it dissipated and cooled down.

And Shen Xiaoqi also disappeared into smoke, leaving not even a trace of wandering dust behind.

"I told you, you didn't have a chance to draw a gun."

Hongkui glanced into the void, as if she saw Shen Xiaoqi's ghost disintegrating into smoke.

Immediately, she smiled proudly at everyone in the palace, with a proud look in her eyes, and looked heroic, like a victorious general returning to court.

The stadium suddenly erupted into cheers like a flood.

"Senior Sister Lu'er, Shen Xiaoqi was killed just like that, not even a trace of his soul was left behind. Elder Hongkui was so cool! Did you see it?"

Huang Ying's extremely joyful voice sounded in her ears. Zhou Lu'er's heart felt like being stabbed by needles, and she tilted her head in pain. Painful spasms passed over her delicate lips, and the corners of her lips trembled, as if revealing two traces of bitterness. smile:

"I...of course I saw it."

Her voice was hoarse and sobbing.

For the first time, Zhou Luer knew how heavy Silence was in her heart, and how Silent's death would cause such great pain to her soul.

This kind of pain is so sharp and profound, yet so complicated and heavy, that it cannot be accurately described.

boom!

A short but powerful blasting sound suddenly pierced the air. The noisy shouts in the hall suddenly stopped.

Before the explosion sounded, a golden bead, imperceptible to the naked eye, had shot out of the void, as if it could exceed the speed of light...

Boom!

Then, Hong Kui's figure suddenly fell down, and her body hit the ground straight, making a loud muffled sound, which was particularly clear in the eerily quiet hall.