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    "It's you!" An expression of extreme fear and resentment appeared on the third commander's face, and the woman in black robe also shifted her gaze to the red-haired boy.

    "Is this the person you are talking about?" Purple eyes carefully looked at the young man in front of him: "There is some strength, but still not enough.".

    "I have killed countless guys like this, just like the sand in this desert." Her tone was like talking to a dead person: "But before I kill you, I am still a little curious about you.  How did you know this place?"

    "A friend told me that I came here to do her a favor." Tianyi said easily and calmly: "Besides, you can't kill me."

    "A favor?" The woman in black robe chewed this sentence carefully, obviously completely ignoring the second half of Tianyi's sentence.  Since they met, Tianyi's strength has been clearly seen by her. She has regarded this young man's life as her own. She only needs to make a move to kill him immediately, so she is not in a hurry to kill him.  he.  What she really doubted was how the other party knew this place.

    "Tell me everything you know, and maybe you will die a little easier. Otherwise" A cold smile appeared on the corner of the black-robed woman's mouth, and an invisible pressure was placed on Tianyi's position.

    This pressure was so strong that cracks appeared on the ground around Tianyi. With the power of his gaze, eyes and courage, the ground cracked alive.  This is what Tianyi experienced once not long ago, and has experienced countless times in more ancient times, the same pressure as Yesaro. In this era, this kind of pressure undoubtedly stands at the pinnacle of countless people, and is subject to  Only the legendary figures worshiped by the world can have it.

    But ten thousand years ago, such power was just an ant.

    ¡°That¡¯s right, ant.  As the black-robed woman herself said, she killed a person of the level of "Tianyi" who was as desert sand, Tianyi.  As the founder of human fighting spirit, magic, and assassination, he is the source of all martial arts and the man who reaches the pinnacle.  Killed people like Yesaro.  There are really as many masters as the black-robed woman as there are sands in the desert. They are hard to count and hard to remember.

    When this mountain-like pressure covered Tianyi.  He was unmoved.  Just with his usual expression, he summoned a popsicle and put it in his mouth.

    The woman in black robe was surprised.  Seeing Tian Yi's normal expression, she felt a sense of absurdity in her mind, as if it was a fragile object that could be smashed with just a hand, but it wouldn't budge even if she hammered it hard.  This feeling that was inconsistent with her own expectations, common sense, and years of experience formed a strange web that enveloped her heart.  As expected, the young man should have immediately knelt on his knees, his face full of pain and fear, and he might even have peed his pants.  But this is not the case. Tianyi, the red-haired young man, remains motionless.  It seemed as if he had no sense of her intimidation.  This made her have a strange view of the young man in front of her.

    This person is not as simple as he seems.  Behind his "weak" strength, there is something unknown that makes him perform a performance that is completely inconsistent with his own strength.

    As a result, the idea that the young man had at the beginning that "his life is in my hands, I can crush him to death" began to waver.  The woman in black robe reexamined the red-haired boy in her heart.

    "Who are you?" The powerful coercion she displayed dissipated in an instant, and her purple eyes were more cold and indifferent at this time.  But there is a state of being in a bottomless pool.  Trying to use her thousand years of experience to see through everything about this person.  Dig out all the secrets hidden behind him.

    "I am Tianyi. Didn't he tell you just now?" Tianyi pointed to the third master sitting on the ground. This man was frightened by the majesty of the black-robed woman and wet his pants and the sand.

    Unexpectedly, he was intimidated by the residual power of one of his own, which is a strange news, but it also reflects the terrifying strength of the black-robed woman.  A god-like existence that was beyond his reach just like Arthur.  If he were to exert pressure head-on like facing Tianyi, I'm afraid he would have been killed on the spot.

    "That's itthat's the person" The Third Master said tremblingly: "He killed Arthur Luo."

    "Hmph, that's ridiculous." The woman in black robe snorted coldly, but she inexplicably withdrew the attention she paid to the red-haired boy.  Because she didn't believe at all that a "trash" like this, even if he had huge differences, could cross the "human status" gap and kill a legendary figure who was not far from her. The one who was favored on the statue  , an extremely tall figure who is worshiped by the academy.

    Therefore, she thinks that everything these three leaders said is true?To lie, she did hear the news about Arthur's death, and the news about the divine man who broke through the space with purple cracks, but she didn't care about it, because such combat power requires capital, no matter what it is, one person  It is impossible to cross the gap between human beings to kill a strong human being. As for the reason, as a human being, she knows it clearly.

    Yes, with the experience and confidence accumulated from the heads, blood, screams, and wails of countless so-called saint-level and god-level strong men.  Impossible to be swayed by small anomalies.

    "Weak." After muttering silently, a green light quietly climbed up the soles of Tianyi's feet. These light lights slowly seeped into Tianyi's legs like snakes, floating as if nothing, but shocking, as if  The poisonous snake lurking in the darkness will plunge the enemy into a fatal abyss.

    Penetrating into the body, the strange magic directly penetrated into the smallest meridians and controlled the most vital production department.

    A god-level warrior fell to the ground immediately after being hit by this move.

    The weaker ones were killed immediately because their muscles were relaxed and they couldn't breathe, and their heart couldn't beat.  However, this is just a small weakness, belonging to the lowest level magic of her Witch Clan Demon.

    Witch demons, what kind of race do you want to mention? They use negative blessing magic to make countless strong people tremble with fear, take the lives of countless strong people, and become an existence that no one wants to provoke, that terrifying, dangerous, and evil race.

    Even the Cullen Demon and the Shadow Demon are not willing to provoke witches and demons of the same level head-on, because their curses are too cunning and evil. The abnormal curses that produce various strange effects will make the enemies suffer unexpectedly.  The negative effects of imagination may be that life is worse than death, that there may be no bones left, and that even if you die, you may not even know how you died.  Their mysterious spells will always become a nightmare that lingers in your mind, lingering in your mind. At that moment, they will suddenly burst out and kill you, and like maggots attached to the bones, they will gradually eat your body and erode your soul until  You don't even have any scum left.

    "It feels a little uncomfortable." The purple eyes of the black-robed woman stared at Tianyi, looking at the way he was licking the popsicle carelessly, and how miserable he was inside.  She had seen too many times before, the pain of having her body's strength drained out in an instant, the pain of being transformed from a sacred altar to a chicken or dog that could be slaughtered in an instant, that kind of weakness, that kind of pain of losing control of one's own power.

    Weakness brings not only weakness, but also despair.

    The curse of the witch not only weakens the opponent's body, but also virtually destroys the enemy's spirit.  Because it has a deep-rooted essence stored in this race, it is a sharp blade that stabs the enemy's heart, and it longs for the blood of cruel torture to the enemy. This evil quality is firmly rooted in their bone marrow.  If the torture inflicted by the Holy Light Judge is something they have learned later in life, then the dazzling mental abilities possessed by the witches and demons are innate. They suppress their opponents from the very core, turning them into crawling ants both physically and mentally.  The other party's body is even more terrifying.

    Sow fear, control, torture.  Witch demons, also known as the "torture race".

    However, Tianyi still did not show any embarrassment that should have appeared, but continued to lick the popsicle leisurely and contentedly. His indifferent eyes seemed to say, you are wrong.

    Why can this person ignore the curse?  The purple eyes of the woman in black were fixed on the red-haired boy, wanting to know a little bit of the reason from his expression.

    However, she was destined to be disappointed. This scary young man was still smiling, looking innocent and sunny, and he was holding a huge popsicle in his palm, licking it with great enjoyment.  .

    "Who are you? If you are immune to the curse, your bloodline must be extremely famous and powerful."

    At this time, the Black Witch still believed that it must be due to some unknown reasons that caused this young man to not be afraid of his own curse.  At all, or in other words, he didn't want to think about it. This young man had such a thing because he was much stronger than himself.

    "Bloodline? I am the source of human bloodline."

    After swallowing the sweet ice on the popsicle in one gulp, Tianyi raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth in an extremely childlike manner, like a seven or eight-year-old child.

    However, before the woman in black robe opposite could laugh at her, a finger-long piece of wood on the popsicle pierced the air like a sharp sword and came to her with a shocking whistling sound.

    "you wanna die."

    Although this small wooden stick looks very extraordinary, it is just a popsicle after all. How could the black-robed woman, a master in human status, take it seriously.

    Therefore, what she cares more about is Tianyi's attitude, that kind of disdain, as if he was teasing an ant.

    How many years has it been? How many years has she not encountered such a situation and treated people like this?, she didn¡¯t even remember it.

    Unexpectedly, it appeared again now in the body of a young man who didn't know the heights of the world, which made her feel like she was laughing or laughing.

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