The sharp weapon with a total length of forty centimeters turned into a silver light and shot towards Xu Yingying in the distance.

Ou Xiangrong fixed his gaze on the blade.

Ding!

Suddenly, sparks splashed, and the willow blade was knocked away by a brass pestle protruding out of the void, and a figure stood out beside Xu Yingying.

It was Zhang Yuanqing.

Seeing this scene, the hope in Ou Xiangrong's eyes turned into despair and unwillingness.

At this time, the red dancing shoes fell from the sky, trampled on his face, collapsed the bridge of his nose, cracked his lips, and two eyeballs burst out.

Ou Xiangrong's hands and feet convulsed a few times, completely severing his vitality.

Zhang Yuanqing sat down beside Xu Yingying and let out a long breath, as if he had collapsed.

At this moment, hostility was rolling in his chest, and his hands and feet were trembling non-stop.

This is not fear, but the mental excitement brought about by the surge of adrenaline. When a person is in danger and urgently needs to save himself, the adrenaline will be secreted crazily. In this state, people will kill in the true sense without blinking an eye.

Commonly known as the top!

The battle plan was successful.

Before fighting this battle, he had already thought clearly that the only thing he needed to avoid was the opponent's bewitching skills, so before deciding to sneak attack, he had already sacrificed the crouching pestle.

One of the functions of the crouching pestle is purification.

And the second form of the red dancing shoes is the reliance for him to dare to fight close to him, and it really helped him avoid the deadly throat-cutting attack.

Marking, bewitching, berserk, close combat....Ou Xiangrong's all abilities, he has calculated clearly and targeted them. If he still can't win, Zhang Yuanqing feels that there is no need to mess around.

After a few minutes of panting, Zhang Yuanqing calmed down the turbulent emotions, and heard the voice of the spiritual realm coming from his ear:

[Ding, you killed a level 3 bewitching demon, gained 30 moral points, 15 prestige points, and the prestige is turned on. ?

Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback, and quickly opened the character attribute panel, and found that there was an extra column of reputation.

prestige? Does killing a spirit walker of the opposing faction award reputation? As an old game player, he is no stranger to prestige, but he doesn't know what is the use of prestige in the spirit world.

Zhang Yuanqing thought about it, decided to ignore it, and went back to the official forum to check.

Compared with the prestige rewarded by the spiritual realm, he cared more about the spoils in reality.

He got up and walked to Ou Xiangrong's body, kicked his eyeballs to the bottom of the car, and dragged the body into the shadows in the corner.

Fumbled carefully on the body and found a mobile phone and a wallet.

The mobile phone is an old-fashioned one that can only make calls, but the wallet is bulging. When I opened it, there was a stack of hundred yuan bills and a fake ID card inside.

Zhang Yuanqing counted it carefully, "As a wanted criminal, he only has more than 1,500 yuan with him, is that plausible..."

Confiscated! He pulled the money out and put it in his pocket.

Then, he went to the distance and picked up the sharp willow blade.

The moment he touched the weapon, a message appeared in the field of vision: JrNovels.com