Dark Moon Era

From the beginning of the fight to the present.

Eleven minutes and twenty-three seconds have passed.

In the state of no release of the war, Tang Ling seems to have reached the limit.

The armor had no function of defense, and it was only a burden to wear on it. It was taken off by Tang Ling more than ten seconds ago.

And Tang Ling's whole body was covered with scars, and he could hardly find a good piece of meat with a big slap.

But even so, Tang Ling's eyes remained calm. He was half-knelt on the corner of the deck, holding a blood-pudding sword in his **** hand, gasping in his mouth, and reported two numbers: "3, 7."

No one but himself knows the meaning of these two numbers.

According to Tang Ling's character, he will never rest his hope on a mere procrastination. He must be able to save himself in any situation.

The appearance of a senior Purple Moon fighter is indeed bad news, but in some ways, it is also good news, isn't it?

Tang Ling wiped a handful of sweat beads mixed with blood from his forehead, and stood up, he was going to continue fighting.

Compared with Tang Ling, the teenagers in Zhanzi are much better. Although each of them has left more or less wounds caused by Tang Ling, these scars are not a hindrance, only minor injuries. , Their combat effectiveness is still very complete.

It was just in the thick fog that Tang Ling slipped like a blue-spotted stick. If he met, he would also flee immediately after a brief fight. And these warrior teenagers can give Tang Ling a trace in addition to the battle. Bringing a fatal blow, the rest did not have the ability to crush Tang Ling in a short time.

Therefore, the teenagers of Zhanzi Generation are all very aggrieved and have a feeling that they cannot fully exert their strength. Therefore, somehow they have a great hatred for Tang Ling. With the inner anxiety and gradually, they began to treat Tang. Ling's contempt.

Does Tang Ling care? He doesn't care at all! Because from the beginning to the end, he did not intend to let these war-character teenagers fully exert their strength.

The purpose of the battle is to win. As for how to win, does it matter?

Therefore, the battle situation was brought into an inexplicable state by Tang Ling, so that the senior Ziyue soldiers who stood outside also followed the inexplicable anxiety.

"It's time to get started, right?" One of the senior Ziyue soldiers finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the whole battle was inexplicably delayed by Tang Ling for twelve minutes.

For the nearest boat, you can see the situation on the surface of the sea for at most one minute. If you don't do it, you may be in a lot of accidents.

In the face of such urging, Eagle Eye did not show anxiety, but just said lightly: "Wait another fifty seconds."

In his declaration, he did make it clear that he would kill Tang Ling one minute before the arrival of the first ship.

This minute does not include the approach of this ship.

So he has to wait.

He considers the conditions he has proposed to be very reasonable.

Tang Ling seems to have exhausted his efforts for a dozen minutes, but will face the biggest crisis in the next minute.

Are you showing the hole cards? Still tough?

Time continues for a minute and a second, and continues relentlessly.

"Yo, can Tang Ling survive?" There is a very small isolated island somewhere within two nautical miles from Tang Ling's warship.

It is an island, but it is just a small area composed of several large rocks.

At this moment, a man with red hair and a pair of flying swordbrows squatted on a rock, holding a piece of fruit similar to the watermelon of the former civilization, and gazing at Tang with a tone of drama. Ling's ship wrapped in thick mist.

And beside him, stood a woman, her appearance was very beautiful, to such an extent that people can't help but feel ashamed when they see it.

If in this world, the beauty of the other shore brings a thrilling temptation, the beauty of this woman is on par with the other shore, with an immortality and coldness that cannot be blasphemed.

In the face of the red-haired man's question, the woman didn't answer anything. Her face maintained an unusually indifferent look, making people feel that nothing in the world could move her.

"Master, what are you going to do? Do you give an explanation?" After finishing the fruit in the hand, the red-haired man rubbed his hands and stood up.

Although his appearance seemed to be soaring, but in the face of this woman, the respect shown in his eyes was by no means false.

"Everything is according to the rules." Faced with the red-haired man questioning again, the woman finally spoke.

"Ah? If there is any accident here, we ..." The red-haired man's face showed a puzzled look, by the way, he looked down at the watch on his hand. If he followed the rules and negotiated with the Star Council As a result, with 37 seconds left, Tang Ling will face an attack from a higher-ranking Ziyue soldier.

There will be no miracles. Tang Feng left Tang Ling the biggest ‘heritage’. The mysterious power hidden in that war has been used by Tang Ling during the battle of life and death.

With Tang Ling's current quasi-ziyue fighters' strength, it is lucky to be able to delay for a second in the face of the senior ziyue fighters.

But adults have to follow the rules completely?

Thinking of this, the red-haired man could not help frowning, and asked again: "Isn't the adult worried about Tang Ling falling at all?"

"Tang Ling has not risen, why did it fall? And you have to remember that we did not come from Tang Ling, but from the agreement with Tang Feng. The rules are irreversible." Facing the problem of red-haired men , The beautiful woman still refuses to violate the rules.

"But he is Tang Feng's son. Don't you ..." The red-haired man seemed a little eager and couldn't help but say something like this.

After speaking ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, he immediately knelt down at the feet of the beautiful woman, and said, "Master Weiying, I am presumptuous."

"It doesn't matter how pretentious you are, it never matters how your words are. As long as your behavior is consistent with your identity, I won't care about anything else." The look of the woman known as Lord Weiying remains unchanged.

The sea breeze blew her black hair and raised her dark blue robe. You could see a silver embroidered moon pattern on the robe.

"Remember, if Tang Ling falls, he is not the seed that needs to be valued." In the sea breeze, Wei Ying said again.

"Yes." The red-haired man agreed and stood up.

Nevertheless, he couldn't help but glance at the watch, and in 13 seconds, Tang Ling would face the higher-ranking Ziyue soldier directly, but he could not shoot.

Is Tang Feng's son so damaged here?

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