"Son of a bitch!"
I spit out my swear words with shouts and the eavesdropper rushed in. He has red stamina in his hands, blazing like fire. He was a German shaman and a red sea captain who put Yi To-chong as the top teenager. Azin rises to his feet as he sees Lee Do-chong rushing like an angry bear. His eyes narrow, and his arms move. Wide sleeves shake, revealing slender forearms. It looks as weak as a branch compared to the limb of a crooked eagle.
Bam! Yi Tocheong's book and Azin's swinging hands clash. The inner air and inner air collided, shaking the room and squeaking in the bed. - Standing down was Earthling! Lee Do-chong looks down at his grimacing hand. It was a masterpiece of all tenacity, and you're pushing yourself? This is unbelievable. He is Red Saline, the great teenager.
"Mmm! "
However, instead of being appalled, Yi Toqong judged the situation calmly. The death of his daughter, the betrayal of his trusted chancellor. All that drove him crazy, but he was a Muslim. Excitement in a fight becomes poison, but it never benefits. If it were not possible to distinguish that much, he would not be able to raise a Red Eye Ball, nor would he be named a Moorish teenager.
"This cold... it's a minority horseman! "
The blunt collar ball is an extreme amount of blunt force. A top-notch ball that burns your opponent's intestines and turns your body into ashes. Even though he was struck by the aura of such extremes, his hands did not feel alive. Moreover, Lee Do-chong clearly felt a chill touching the palm of his hand when he just charged. White hands like those eyes... I bet. A barefoot, minor mason of a known Gu Yu cold horse has been practiced.
"Have you... made progress with Gu Yu Yong Horse? "
"I've never seen him before. "
At Yi To-chong's request, he boldly replied. Then he slowly lowers his body. The crooked elbow quickly plunged into the ground. Once he hit the ground, Azin's body splashed into dozens, and Azin's body stretched out to all sides and eavesdropped.
"Madam, welcome back! "
Lee Do-chong was frightened and cried out. While making a vision with one step, it is only the astronomer who leads the Catholic Church to deceive the eye by moving it in a different direction, and among them, the orthodox book. Why does a Catholic shaman's work lead to Azin? Lee Do-chong's face became stiff. It was never a matter for Azin to use a Catholic shaman shaman. The Catholic Church is the enemy of the sect, and its members are the targets of the slaughter. Maybe Azin had thought of betraying him from the beginning and stayed with Yi Do-chong. And... he was a Catholic!
"I fear the horror of the Catholic Church, but my Red Saline Ball is not worth it! "
Lee Do-chong roars loudly, waving his red head. As the red power of the Red Mask surges like a storm, it crushes the vision of Azin attacking him. At the same time, Lee Do-chong waved his hands aloud. A long sliding hand wrapped in red strength flew to Azin. Azin, who fell over Lee Do-chong's head, twisted his back as he snorted. Squeeze your lower back while simultaneously swinging your legs. Paang! The sound of the air bursting, shifts the trail of pain.
"Unabomber!"
Lee Do-chong's horror grew even bigger. But we must not be alarmed right now. The eavesdropper calmly reaches out to follow the footsteps of the enemy. Pufferfeng! The red power of the Red Salt Ball, shot from the palm of his hand, strikes him down like a cannonball.
"The Firewater Ball is definitely a freelancer."
Azin turns over in the air, laughing. The strength of the red herring ball was shattered in vain in both arms. Azin shakes his legs heavily as he moves freely in the air with the feasts of the Wheel. The bridge that was raised high fell over Lee Do-chong's head. No, it wasn't. A fist extending down the bridge to reach the head pierces the void. The broken ones are faint - no, petals! Furrbuck! The windswept petals thump and kick the chest of the eagle.
"The Plum of Volcanoes." '
The eavesdropper bit his lips while swallowing the blood. He staggers back and swings his arms wide. Krrrrrrr! Your arms rush like a storm, and a red wave hits Azin. In a relaxed look, Ajin reached out his hand in front of him, smiling bloody.
The storm bed of the Redbrine Ball is blocked by the eavesdropper in his extended hand. Azin's arm twists and circles. Krrrrrrr! A red force that moves as azin wields it, smashes the ground and spreads. How infinite! How can a shaman's feast be held in the hands of that evil?
"What the hell do you mean! "
Lee Do-chong roared and rushed towards Azin. He shakes his fist, avoiding any difficulties with his manners and digging with the eavesdropper's chest instead. Azin turns around in front of the squeezed fist, reaching his palm back to the eavesdropper. - Kuaang! Yi Toqing's body flew backwards in the strike.
Th-this kidney...
The eavesdropper vomited blood as he felt a clear history of penetration into his body. A minority horseman in Guanyin. A Thousand Horse herald of Catholicism. The Unabomber of the Horns... And now they call it Shaolin Heights! All of them are freelancers who are only passed on through verses to the former disciples. How can you be so sure of that? Moreover, it is not cooked with this power, watermelon. The Internal Affairs itself overwhelms the building blocks of the Earthwalk for life.
"Queek!"
The flying eagle swooped down on the ground. At that moment, the standing knee almost bent, but Lee Do-chong shook it and supported himself. He sighs roughly and looks at the slowly approaching pain. After a long time, Yi To-chong didn't realize that Azin had such a strong history and was hiding such a burial ground. That was the perfect acting of pain.
"Yes... who the hell are you?!" "
"I told you. You wouldn't understand if I told you. "
Azin laughs as he laughs, and the eavesdropper chews his lips and takes a breath. Collect shaken strength and check the body. I have been beaten up by a masterpiece and have some internal injuries, but it is not hard to move my body. Ajin's work is strong, and the things he uses are the work of a newcomer... but Lee Do-chong hasn't changed his mind. Even if he were to die fighting the evil one, he would have killed him by mutilating himself. I will avenge my dead daughter. Lee Do-chong graciously lifted up to the origin of life.
- Kuoo! Yi Toqing's body is wrapped in a red flame. Azin smiles low, looking at the bright light that makes his eyes ache.
"Perhaps you want to become a friend... but you must suffer a painful death. Why don't you just kill yourself? "
"Shut your mouth, you son of a bitch! "
Yi Toqing charged again. I can't help it. Azin shakes his head and raises his right arm. Okay, what do we do this time? The Thousand Horsemen's Vaccine of Shaolin? It was very difficult to choose one of the emerging shamans.
"I'll take that. "
A small murmur lowers his knee. In the meantime, a fist swinging by the eagle flies towards his head. Ajin reaches out toward Yi Tocheong's fist with a bleeding smile. The fist that flew into the ground was touched by Ajin's hand. At that moment, Azin's hand trembled like a snake and climbed up the eagle's arm. Kwaek! You break the bones of the Eagle Claw with a light tap to the inside of your arm.
"Lion's Choice."
The sound of agonizing azin approaches Lee Do-chong's ears. The right to lion-- it must be, uh, authoritarian.
That was the last thought that came to mind. Puebuck! A lightning bolt of aching fist pounds the eavesdropper. It was fast and strong enough to count the numbers. Every time a loose fist touches the body, the bent finger digs through the flesh. Knuckle! Blood spills out as the flesh of your fist is torn from the ground. Lion Choo-Kwon - Yes, it is a literary shamanism of the government that has leveled Islam with one fist. Even though Safa was blamed for being so defeated, the government silenced it by destroying the Black Sapphire, one of the reapers of the Sapphire forest, alone. How could such a shaman... I couldn't understand Lee Do-chong. No, thinking was no longer possible for him now.
The body of the beaten eagle staggers and retreats, but he doesn't let go. Every time Lee Do-chong steps back, his feet gradually slide forward and chase after him. His left arm, which had broken off his arm, was still tied to his arm and held his shoulder, and his right hand, which was short cut off, pounded his body endlessly. Broken bones and ruptured viscera. Lee Do-chong's eyes flipped over and red blood came from his mouth. Qasim! And the last swing of his fist is in the throat of the eavesdropper.
"Actually, I thought I'd beat you to death once in a while. "
Azin plucks his hands and lays down the corpse of Lee Do-chong. Then suddenly, I laughed as if I was reminded.
"Oh, you don't have to say anything respectful anymore. You look good, asshole."
What is friendship and trust? I put all the hassles behind me.Thanks to you, I was able to do all the hard work that I couldn't sell. But I endured it. It was the reddishing. But I was so obsessed with her, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. You want me to marry the Grand Duke? What the hell are all these motherfuckers? Azin spits on the body of Lee To-chong.
'Perfect timing. I was starting to think I was going to stop anyway. '
I've put in quite a bit of work, but that's it. Azin slowly raises his hand and points his finger at the air. Then, the opaque little screen that only illuminated Ajin's vision faded and disappeared. Never thought I'd end up wearing a skirt. I had no choice. I didn't know how to start from scratch, so I steered towards the scribe. It was pretty fun, but that's it, too.
"Log out."
Azin mutters a little. At that moment, his body collapses into the fog and disappears. The dead eavesdropper finally didn't understand how Azin had been so good at hiding the independents, and how to deal with such monks.
The answer was simple.
This is a game and he was just a player.