Zhang Yifei now felt that he had touched a high-voltage wire and was suddenly shot, this pain was not from the outside to the inside, but from the inside out, the pain was unbearable, like a fire that burned his internal organs and the cortex.

“Flying!”

Moro Siyan ran up in spite of everything, foaming, convulsing all over her body, and even the surface and the current in the "滋滋" of the mess of Zhang Yifei made her distressed, she was angry at the white flag, gritted her teeth, "Dare to hurt him into this kind of, white flag, you asked the old lady?" 」

The pupil slowly became scarlet, a kind of dark spot like an old spell, like a living creature climbing up in the white neck, gradually spreading throughout the face, a strong sense of oppression inspired by her, making people feel like a mountain of dullness on her chest.

This is the blood night ability to fully solve the state!

The white flag laughed a few times and said disapprovingly: "Merosyyan, you blood and night clans are demagogues, against the gods and the government, you know the sin?"

"Don't play in front of the old lady, since you are here, don't go, stay on the competitive island forever!"

Moro's eyes were sharp, sharp and grumpy hissing his throat and chest rolling, a few steps running, wildly churning, and his throbbing feet like angry at the white flag, and the manicity stirring the whole space.

But the ability to immunophysical attack, even if the blood night clan is strong, is fundamentally a physical attack, unless it is blood burning, it will not hurt the full ability.

So the white flag directly ignored her, let her attack herself, body shape into lightning, even if the eyes are still indifferent as ice, not painful, coldly snoring and laughing: "It seems that stupidity is contagious, I did not expect you Morosyan will be stupid to this degree!"

In other words, the half-thundered right-hand slap came out...

“The Ticking”

The current is raging, dazzling, like a light that covers Moro Siyan, and the high-voltage electricity of terror is transmitted to the limbs of Moro Siyan.

“The pain is not suffering?”The white flag laughed.

Moro Yan was in the tens of thousands of volts of electricity, the whole body of clothes were floating up, and the black hair was also crazy dancing, she smiled and raised her head, her mouth overflowed with red blood, crazy, cold voice: "You think the old lady will be afraid of your lightning?"You are too small to see our blood-night people."

With that, the right fist held was like a beast roaring, pounding, and directly smashing the head of the white flag into lightning.

“Hahaha, it’s funny, it’s funny...”

The arrogant, strange laughter stirs the whole space, the body of the white flag is all turned into lightning, and then in the form of lightning, "nurt" swept out a hundred meters away, and then re-infused the body of the white flag.

“Are you afraid of our captain?”

"Our captain is invincible, and he must have come to draw his way."

"But why do I have a bad feeling."

The members of the competitive pirate group are different, but the inner stinging is the same.

At this time, Ling Xiu had already returned Zhang Yifei and gently placed it on the ground.

“Fly, don’t you hurt?”He asked with concern.

Zhang Yifei wanted to cry without tears, heart said: How can you be a shamanic sister like my heartless cousin, still pain?Do you want to try it yourself to see if it hurts to be hit by lightning?It's really Assy.

He did not ask again, and showed the healing ability to heal Zhang Yifei.

“Oh, oh, oh, the butterflies...”

I don't know if it was because it was too comfortable, Zhang Yifei made a sound similar to a woman's call and bed.

Sucking, bored, and horny!

Ling Xiu only thought of these three words, and finally really couldn't bear it, and he kicked his huge ass and strands hard, disdainfully: "Can you be right?"

"Fuck, brother, you're going to fuck me, you're in a hurry to break my bullshit."

Zhang Yifei was quite excitedly shouting, and then immersed in self-intoxication, "Oh... ah... 弱 Yao sister, continue, don't stop, yes, that's it, oh... too comfortable!"

Ling Xiu took him no way, shook his head helplessly, and his eyes turned to the front again.

The naval officer White Flag stood with Morroe Yan, the confrontation between the strong, even if motionless, the atmosphere of the entire space was extremely heavy and tense, the invisible dark war broke out between the two people, the external energy of the two bodies surged wildly, and a storm of energy formed between the two, and the sound of thunder came from the air.

"Blood night people are not afraid of knives and guns, water and fire are not invading, I always thought that this is just someone else's exaggeration and talk, today, really extraordinary, it is no wonder you have the confidence to challenge the gods and people's government."

The white flag said faintly, at the same time, his right palm has a dazzling thunder electric "nuisance" stirring between his right palm, and then slowly condensed in his hand into a long gun composed entirely of lightning.

Long gun more than one foot, the front and end are sharp, the surface of the current is crazy, causing the surrounding space to produce a distorted image, even if you look at it from a distance, you can also feel the terrible energy contained in it, especially the current sound of "滋滋", which makes the scalp tingle, and the root of the hair is vertical.

The white flag looked down at the thunder gun in the eye, the corners of the mouth outlined a sly curvity, and the eyes looked at Moro Siyan with some blazing heat: "Try me how this trick, absolutely in line with your appetite!"

“Idiot, do you think the old lady will stand stupidly?”Moro Yan snorted and immediately culled the white flag.

The white flag smiled coldly, and then threw the lightning gun in his hand.

“Hm not.”

As soon as the lightning gun left his hand, it was like getting rid of the shackles that bound it, breaking the void, killing the Madness to Morosyan, the speed was swift, the distance of a hundred meters, almost blinking, and it was difficult for human eyes to keep up with its moving speed.

Moros Yan, the fierce terror of this thunderbolt wrapped in the power of the lightning gun, like a roaring sprint of the beast, let her feel a strong breath of danger, in this short moment, the lightning gun has rushed to the near, the power is destroyed, tremors.

In the middle of the warehouse, she quickly stepped on both feet and flashed on her side...

The lightning gun passed in front of her, like a long rainbow, hitting a building a dozen meters away from a height of more than ten meters.

“Bombing”

An uncontrolled explosion exploded in the calm space on this side.The destructive energy spread out, the empty space at this moment ripples, the ripples pass, the rubble becomes powder, and all the debris on the ground becomes the dust of the air.

The energy fluctuation of terror is like a wave of anger, the wind is gusts, the wind is fierce, the world is discolored, the rotten people, the monkeys, and the members of the competitive pirate group are turned out, smashed in more than ten meters away, except for the rotten people, everyone is bleeding after falling to the ground.

Ling Xiu holds the guardrail formed by the power of garlic, Zhang Yifei, and Jiang Haojun, even if there is a protective shield formed by the power of mind, there is also a feeling of being in a hurricane at this moment, and it is difficult to completely stabilize the body shape.