God-level Stealing System

"The devil is presumptuous! Nonsense! I think you'd better go to **** as soon as possible, and listen to these unbelievable nonsense!"

"When death is approaching, An dare to speak wild words, I'm afraid you are not as good as your tone, and you will pay your life!!"

"Kill the demon girl, enter the true story!"

"Kill the demon girl, sacrifice to heaven!"

"..."

Under the anger of the crowd, all the disciples of the Red Kwai Pavilion are like trapped beasts breaking the shackles of hell. The flag of fire is raised high behind them, wrapped in the lava fire from the depths of purgatory, and the long spears in their hands are like one. The Hanxue Fury that rushed down the iceberg, the sharp weapons in their hands had been hungry for thousands of years, shining with bloodthirsty cold light.

At this moment, Shen Xiaoqi seems to have become a target of public criticism. In the eyes of these angry lionesses, she is the prey!

call--

Huhuhu! !

In an instant, the **** battle flag blew and danced wildly, like a raging fire, tens of thousands of cold stars shone, and the front row of the Red Kwai Pavilion disciples had already rushed towards.

murderous look!

The boundless **** murderous aura, like a sea of ​​blood spreading from the cracks of hell, came like a ghost and claws, trying to crush Shen Xiaoqi's fighting spirit and tear her body.

Shen Xiaoqi was originally pitying and cherishing jade, and couldn't bear to hurt them, the weak, but how...

"I would illuminate the moon with my heart, but the moon illuminates the ditch!"

Shen Xiaoqi's red lips lightly opened, and his voice had the unique elegance and cold charm of the saint of blood python, and revealed a trace of the freedom and romance of a silent deity.

After groaning, a pair of blood python's vertical pupils suddenly gathered a cold glow, and there was no smile on the pretty face, and there was a slight chill:

"Since you are deliberately looking for death, don't blame the ruthless surname Shen!"

"Women, this servant is contaminated with the blood of more than fifty disciples of the same sect, I am afraid that the bottom of the hand is dark! You must be careful. Killing the enemy is killing the enemy. Don't miss your life!"

As an elder of a pavilion, Hongkui has a heart for his disciples. Although he does not show his face and despise Shen Xiaoqi, secretly it is a voice-transmitting that warns the disciples of Hongkui pavilion to be cautious against the enemy and not to be underestimated.

"Humph!"

Perceiving the voice transmission of the elder Hongkui, on the blue-purple lotus platform, Yan Ziling snorted with her arms around her chest.

"This demon girl is just bluffing, fighting against the trapped beasts in the cage, even if she gets lucky to kill several Red Kwai Pavilion gun-bearers, there are also the flying swords of the Youlan Pavilion, the arrow formations of the Tianqi Pavilion, and Yutao in this hall. Pavilion’s phantom array... even if you all lose, don’t you still have the dead men under this seat?"

Of these words, Yan Ziling also secretly transmitted to Hongkui:

"The so-called double fist is hard to beat the four hands, and it will cost her Shen Xiaoqi. Sister Hongkui is resting quietly, don't worry too much!"

Yan Ziling rubbed the ring on the little finger of her left hand, which symbolized the single nobleman. His tone and expression were extremely understatement, with superiority and contempt above all living beings.

"Elder Ziling is really thinking about it."

Hong Kui didn't tell the truth, but in his heart he criticized Yan Ziling.

Use people to consume Shen Xiaoqi? Shen Xiaoqi is dead, but the life of his disciple is not human life?

How is this different from the villain of Kuosuga's life?

Fortunately, Yan Ziling can also say it!

However, Elder Hongkui didn’t think that the situation Yan Ziling said would really happen. In her opinion, Shen Xiaoqi’s ability to kill fifty female disciples in a row was fierce, but most of them were sneak attacks, which took a lot of advantage. In head-to-head fights, she definitely couldn't last long alone.

The Red Kwai Pavilion Gun Banner camp was born out of the Wutianjiao army.

Oriental sun, red sunflower Zhaozhao, immortal Linxuan, Phi perseverance!

This sixteen-character proverb was given by the bishop of Wutianjiao eight thousand years ago!

The Red Kwai Gun Banner Camp was once the pioneer camp of the Wutian Sect. It was best at opening up battle routes, assaulting fortifications, encircling and suppressing stubborn invaders, and cleaning the battlefield.

Although there are no top-notch disciples in this class, Elder Hongkui still followed the wartime training method, even if the combat power is not as good as the regular Hongkui camp 8,000 years ago, it is more than enough to annihilate a Shen Xiaoqi.

"kill!"

"kill!!"

The guns and flags were concealed, the arrays were staggered, and the shouts of killing and the sound of gold and iron fighting each other slammed together.

The solemn and solemn crape myrtle hall, at this moment, seems to be reduced to a killing field for Shura.

The white palace wall was stained red by flying plasma...

Shen Xiaoqi's figure was almost instantaneously swallowed by the waves of fire waved by the flag and the cold star from the spear.

Seeing this, the corners of Elder Hongkui’s lips raised a slightly satisfied smile and glanced at Yan Ziling:

"Elder Zi Ling, what do you think?"

In the voice and demeanor, it is difficult to conceal joy and pride.

The disciple of Hongkui Pavilion killed Shen Xiaoqi, Yu Yan Ziling is naturally in the middle of her arms, but at this moment, she is not as happy as the red sunflower, she still holds her arms, and gently raises her chin. Contemptuously said:

"look by youself!"

Seeing that Yan Ziling's expression was wrong, Hongkui immediately realized that the sound of killing in the hall had stopped abruptly.

The heroic eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, her eyes focused, and she hurriedly looked down the field. What she heard and saw made her horrified and horrified.

I saw that in the Zide Hall, the spear was broken and the flag was dying, and there was a mess.

Obviously, the off-court battle is over!

However, it was not the Hongkui Pavilion Gun Banner Camp with many people, but...

"This! How could... so?"

A mere man, unarmed, instantly defeated my gun flag camp?

Unreasonable!

Hongkui's eyes were wide open, the fire was venting, looking at the Hongkuiqiangqi camp that fell apart in the hall, the anger in his heart was surging, and it could not be calmed for a long time.

"The most powerful thing about the gun flag array is that it alternates between virtual and real, and it is very changeable. The flags can be dazzled by the rising and falling of the flag, and it can hide the sharpness of the gun array!"

Inside the hall, it is completely different from the embarrassment of the disciples of the Red Kwai Pavilion and the annihilation of the entire army. Shen Xiaoqi's expression is relaxed and free, like a stroll in a leisurely courtyard. The cheongsam does not drip blood. It is not like having experienced an outnumbered enemy The fierce battle of the crowd.

Her cold voice is different from vulgarity. It seems that she can ignore the barrier of distance and clearly reach everyone in the hall. The audience is silent:

"The front row is waving the flag like fire, and the guns are discharged like a dragon. The gun array advances and sweeps the battlefield. If you encounter stubborn invaders, the flag array will cover it with the softness of the flag and the strength of defeating the enemy. Then the gun array quickly advances. The force of wind, fire and thunder assault the enemy..."

"Eight thousand years ago, the Red Kwai Pavilion regular gun-and-flag camp practiced eighteen tactics, integrating virtual reality and yin-yang avenues into the gun road army. Killing the enemy is like a farmer weeding, and winning is like a bird lift!

Elder Hongkui wanted to kill Shen Xiaoqi at the end, but at this time, he was suppressed by what she said.

Hearing Shen Xiaoqi's praise of Hongkuiqiangqiying, she was a little proud, and then she was suddenly surprised:

How can this demon treat me the allusion to the Red Kwai Pavilion like many treasures?

She would never think of breaking her scalp. Before entering the Ziwei Xuan, Shen Xiaoqi worked hard to understand the details of Ziwei Xuan, and, on the eve of the Zide Hall, she had already patronized Hongkui Pavilion. The story of the Red Kwai Pavilion is even more memorable.

"It is said that for a relatively long period of time, the Red Kwai Gun Banner Camp was the vanguard camp of the Wutian Sect, with the prestige of'invincible wherever the battle flag is.'"

Speaking of this, the corners of Shen Xiaoqi's lips raised slightly, and the front of his speech suddenly changed:

"However, those are the old almanacs from eight thousand years ago! Not to mention that your cultivation base is not at all comparable to the regular army, that is, your cultivation base is not bad, but you just copy the traditional tactics of eight thousand years ago and don't think about change. Can you beat a ghost again?"

With her slightly red eyes, she looked deeply at the red sunflower whose complexion was gradually stiff, her hands wrapped around her chest, and the playful smile at the corners of her lips grew thicker, and she gently uttered a particularly shocking sentence:

"Sister, times have changed!"

Sa! !

"Devil, go to death!"

Shen Xiaoqi's voice fell, and behind him, there was a sudden sound of spear cutting through the air.

Without looking back, she knew that a disciple of the Red Kwai Pavilion had come in surprise behind her. With a backhand wave of her claws, she grasped the female disciple's snow neck, understatement, without giving up her efforts.

Wipe!

boom!

With a sharp sound, the female disciple's robe shattered, and the damaged jade body was pushed out by Shen Xiaoqi's left hand. It flew for several feet, and her back slammed into the palace bi, her head tilted and she passed out completely. .

Shen Xiaoqi held the spear he had seized from the opponent in his right hand, snapped it, and broke it on the spot.

Above the ground, the dying Red Kwai Pavilion disciple opened with anger, staring at Shen Xiaoqi, but dared not to speak, and never stepped forward to challenge Shen Xiaoqi.

Although Shen Xiaoqi defeated them, he didn't take their lives and was considered to have done his best to his benevolence. They were not stupid.

"Unreasonable! You demon, do you really think that no one can cure you?"

Seeing this scene in the field, Hongkui's expression suddenly sank, her head like blood-red hair as if it was about to burn and smoke, she squeezed the spear in her hand, sparks and sparks flew around her body, and the air was twisted and deformed by layers of burning waves.

Not only did Shen Xiaoqi understate the defeat of the Red Sunflower Gun Banner Camp she was proud of, he even pointed out the drawbacks of the gun flag warfare!

Even though Shen Xiaoqi was very precise and constrained, but the more so, it made Hongkui feel dull.

She is a pavilion of elders, if she bears this tone today, how can she gain a foothold in Ziwei Xuan in the future?

In the hall, everyone stared with breathlessly, without saying a word, the already very quiet environment at this time became more and more unpredictable.

"Today, I Hongkui and this demon girl are in a one-on-one duel. Their skills are more than male and female. Life and death are irrelevant. No one can interfere!"

Suddenly, the red sunflower screamed loudly in the air, scorching his ears like a flying coal star.