Chapter 1223

Hearing Wang Yong's words, xira's face darkened.

It has to be said that Wang Yong's achievements are a great shame for the fallen angels. Whenever every member of the Fallen Angel mentioned, there would be no reason for anger.

Xira is no exception.

"I can't teach you, but I'm good at killing you!" Sheila's voice was cold, and she was perfectly connected with a stem in Chinese language.

Wang Yong was stunned.

It seems that Sheila knows a lot about Chinese culture“ It's natural that the two words "Ci Jiao" and "Ci Si Si" are connected, and Wang Yong always feels that the tone of Sheila's speech seems familiar.

"Have we met?" Wang Yong asked subconsciously.

"Did you see her just now?" she said with a cold smile

"I mean before... Would you mind if I looked at you?" Wang Yong stares at half of xira's mask and says.

"I don't mind, but I'm afraid you do!"

"What do you mean?"

Sheila grinned and showed a row of white teeth: "people who have seen me are dead. Do you still want to see it? "

Wang Yong shrugged his shoulders with a look of great regret: "even then, I want to live a few more years. In fact, I think there is another way to let me see you without dying. "

"What can I do?" Sheila frowned.

"Kill you!"

Wang Yong three words export, a ray of purple streamer has risen, split to the forehead of xira.

"As insidious as it is said." Sheila's eyes twinkled with cold light, and she said that her body had moved away as soon as the sword light came.

The light of Xinyue Fox's soft sword can wipe xira's forehead and cut off a wisp of golden hair.

Hair hovers in the air and lands quietly.

"What a pity." Wang Yong did not feel guilty about the attack, but sighed.

This made Sheila even more angry.

"You're looking for death!" The tone of Sheila's voice became colder and colder. Suddenly, her body moved like a spear that pierced the void. She used her body as a spear and went straight through Wang Yong.

Hiss, even the air was brought out by the xira, with a faint smell of fighter breaking through the sound barrier.

Wang Yong was shocked.

As expected, Sheila is worthy of the title of killing angel, and her control over the way of killing is the only one in Wang Yong's life. Even Lin Weichun is not necessarily better than xira in simple killing skills.

It's just that Lin Weichun's realm is beyond too much. The so-called "breaking skills with strength" can't make up for the gap between her and Lin Weichun. If there is a battle between the two, it is Sheila who is defeated.

Brush, Wang Yong can only wield a sword to cut, want to force xira to retreat.

The purple sword flower is flowing in the air. After pouring the power, it adds a little hazy halo silk thread, which is as gorgeous as the Liuxia falling on the periphery of the sword light.

But behind this gorgeous, there is a fatal edge hidden.

"It's a good sword." Sheila couldn't help admiring.

Then I saw her body slightly on one side, as if she had the time stagnation skill, and easily avoided Wang Yong's sword light.

Then she bends her middle finger and flicks her soft sword.

Dang!

A sound reverberates leisurely, the heart month fox soft sword sends out the violent vibration, like the wind cold patient who plays the pendulum, cannot stop the crazy fear.

Wang Yong's tiger's mouth was shocked by the shock and split in an instant, with blood dripping.

The light on the soft sword of xinyuehu becomes dim in a moment, and there are a few whines in the buzzing of the sword body. It seems that the soft sword has been channeled and whines because of pain.

Wang Yong's blood and Qi were transformed wildly, and his right hand held the sword with a lot of energy, which stabilized xinyuehu's soft sword.

The lament also disappeared from the body of the soft sword, and the light of the soft sword became shining again.

"If I didn't have a jade waist slave, I couldn't help snatching it." Sheila looked at the soft sword of Xinyue fox admiringly and said.

"Jade waist slave?" Wang Yong repeated, puzzled.

What Xila just said was pure Chinese. Wang Yong was sure that he had heard it right. It was "jade waist slave".

what is it? Is it also the name of a sword?

It's just strange to name it yuyaonu. Yuyaonu is a nickname for butterfly in Chinese culture, which is named as the flower thief in Qing Yi Lu. It is recorded in the book that Wen tingjun occasionally got a poem "Honey officer and gold wing envoy". After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think of the next sentence. Ask people all over, and no one will answer. It was not until a long time later that Wen tingjun saw the butterflies in the yard and suddenly got inspired. He said to them, "flower thief, jade waist slave", and then he connected the poem.

The golden winged envoy refers to the bee, and the jade waist slave is the butterfly. It can be said that the confrontation is neat and seamless.

Over time, yuyaonu has become a nickname for butterfly.

Xira even knew the nickname of this relatively small group, which Wang Yong did not expect.

"Want to see it?" Xira looks at Wang Yong with a smile but not a smile. She is ready to make up.

Obviously, xira did not regard Wang Yong as a close opponent, and even had time to show off his weapons.

Wang Yong didn't speak.

"Then I'll take it as your acquiescence." Said Sheila, stretching out her right hand and slowly spreading out her palm.

Then Wang Yong saw something the size of a butterfly lying quietly in the hands of Sheila.

The whole thing presents a kind of hazy green, in addition to no butterfly antennae, the whole shape is no different from the butterfly. Even the wings are as thin as butterflies, emitting blue light leisurely in the dark, and flickering at intervals, like life.

Wang Yong suddenly thought of something, incredible way: "just destroyed the helicopter is it?"

Sheila smiles and nods.

There was a sudden chill in Wang Yong's heart.

In other words, this thing is sharper than xinyuehu soft sword! What's more, it can be used every other space! When Sheila just used it to destroy the helicopter, the distance between them was more than 100 meters!

Isn't this the flying sword in myth and legend?!

"No way! How can there be such a thing in the world Wang Yong felt that the Three Outlooks were subversive.

He opened his eyes wide, trying to find any silk thread or high-tech power plant from the jade waist slave in xira's hand.

But in the end, Wang Yong failed.

This thing really does not have any external force equipment, it is just a strange weapon like a butterfly!

Sheila looked at the jade waist slave in her palm, and said: "when I got the jade waist slave at first, I didn't believe that there was such a fantastic thing in the world. It's so beautiful, like the most beautiful work of art. But the edge of it is extremely sharp, so sharp that as long as you gently scratch the human body, you can cut off the scratch. It is like a collection of contradictions, both beautiful and fatal, such as the thorn of love flower. And the material that makes this kind of thing, have a very Oriental name, call God pith gold

"God's pith gold?" Wang Yong murmured.

Even after reading the books, Wang Yong could not find any record of these three words in his mind.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Wang Yong would not have believed that there was such material in the world that was not seen in the scientific community.

But when he thought of Hu Li'er and the two strange blood crystals, Wang Yong suddenly felt that the so-called Shensui gold was not something hard to accept.

"Want to try its power?" With a smile, Sheila, like a proud queen, shows the power of her power to a condemned man.

"Can I say no?" Wang Yong asked with an expression that everyone had something to discuss.

Sheila laughed silently, and then the next second saw the jade waist slave standing in the palm of Sheila's hand suddenly float into the air, with a green color line piercing Wang Yong's throat.

"Shameless!" Wang Yong finally knows what it's like to be attacked.

If Wang Yong hadn't inherited Wang Wu's sincere fist, he would have been pierced by the jade waist slave.

Whoa!

The soft sword of Xinyue fox collided with yuyaonu and made a harsh sound.

The light on xinyuehu's soft sword was dim, and soon recovered. Yuyaonu flew back and hovered in front of Sheila.

Sheila's control of this thing is overwhelming.

There was a cold sweat dripping from Wang Yong's back, and he almost died under the attack of this jade waist slave.

But one thing that made Wang Yong feel at ease was that xinyuehu soft sword didn't fall behind in the confrontation with yuyaonu.

Where the two collided, xinyuehu soft sword was intact, and there was no defect in Wang Yong's imagination.

This has given Wang Yong a lot of confidence out of thin air.

The foresight of the most sincere way, coupled with the sharp edge of xinyuehu soft sword, may not have no chance to defeat xira!

"It was just an appetizer. Now it's dinner." Sheila said quietly, her killing intention rising slowly.

In the distance, Julian and others looked at Wang Yong in amazement, as if they were petrified.

Originally, Julian thought that Wang Yong's force value was high enough and beyond imagination. I didn't expect that xira was better than Wang Yong!

Julian immediately regretted that he had not followed Wang Yong's command and withdrew from the battlefield. I'm afraid it's not a conjecture that Sheila will kill all the people with her strength.

"Sniper!" Julian said in a deep voice.

A U.S. sniper immediately understood and quietly locked in Sheila.

"Don't think too much of yourself!" Hundreds of meters away, Sheila opened her mouth coldly, and then she made a dive into the distance.

After several ups and downs, Sheila suddenly stood still. Yuyaonu turned into a flash of light and killed the sniper who had lost his trace.

The whole process, from xira get rid of the sniper lock, to yuyaonu kill the sniper, only two seconds.

For a moment, all the US soldiers were silent and shivering.

Only Wang Yong's eyes lit up as if he had discovered a new world.

When Wang Yong ran to the wreckage of the helicopter, he was more than 300 meters away from xira.

With a crash, Wang Yong pulled XM109 out of the wreckage and glanced at the gun body. It was intact and worthy of shoulder shot.

Wang Yong raises his gun, squats down and aims.

The corners of his mouth sneered: "I have found that the maximum control distance of yuyaonu is only 200 meters! Beyond that, you can't control it to kill. But the bullet, actually does not have this kind of restriction! So, accept the sanctions of high technology! "

With that, Wang Yong pulled the trigger.

There was a roar of thunder. With the great recoil, the 25 mm bullet burst out of the chamber and flew to xira.