Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

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The chin and the upper jaw made a sound of disengagement.

Bajiquan · Strike.

"This is... what kind of monster is this?"

Aruba's mouth trembled, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

That is Huangye Zonglian!

How many magicians in melee combat dare to say that they can compete with Araya Zonglian?

Basically impossible!

And what's the situation now?

Araya Zonglian was ravaged by the opponent's hands and feet at an unimaginable speed.

His rich fighting experience is like a child's skill in the eyes of the opponent, and he can't turn the tide at all.

unimaginable...

It's not over yet on my side, but it's over on Zonglian's side.

"But that guy Araya has at least three bodies... It's impossible to lose."

He counted in his heart.

Cangqi Chengzi on one side was also shocked by Bai Fan's stern action, and it took a while to react.

This is the strength of this guy Bai Fan.

Thinking back to the time we met in the coffee shop, would you have thought that Bai Fan would have this ability?

She couldn't help laughing.

Ignore the attitude of the audience.

Bai Fan raised his wrist and retracted the black double-edged dagger to the bottom of his sleeve.

If he is now in the Xiaochuan apartment of Araiya Zonglian, the situation may change, but he is standing outside now.

After all, a good home court will also cause a gap in combat power.

Bai Fan waved his knife without changing his face, and the dagger was firmly clamped behind his back.

"I still have a few backup bodies. You have no chance of winning at all. Human physical strength is limited, and I don't have such a limit."

Araya Zonglian, who was put on a new body, miraculously appeared behind Bai Fan.

"...Have you ever heard a phrase called 'villains die by talking too much'? Look at me, I never say nonsense, I just do what I want."

Bai Fan said calmly.

The other party will have a backup of his body, and he has known it for a long time.

But Huang Ye Zonglian didn't know anything about the cards in his hand.

Death and—

Straight to the devil's eye.

"Show you something you're absolutely familiar with, that's what keeps you and your wife forever apart."

"Ok?"

Huangye Zonglian raised her head, just in line with Bai Fan's eyes.

The pitch-black pupils gradually transformed into a deeper black.

The azure blue light is like a living thing, and the crystal is jumping in the pupils.

Surrounded by the pupils, the depth as if going straight to the root made Aura Yezonglian stop breathing for a few minutes.

The triple barrier has been re-laid, the rune arm has touched Bai Fan's right arm, and even Bai Fan can feel the pressure of the barrier.

but--

"Now I'll show you a show—"

Bai Fan whistled recklessly and raised one hand to break away everything blocking him.

"Even if it's a god, I'll kill it for you."

(About the book review area - those cloud reading readers who are similar to "seeing the introduction and don't want to click in to read it"... I think there should be no problem in deleting this book review, because there is no point in reading it at all-)

Chapter 83 Please die!Ara Ye Zonglian!

Bai Fan didn't want to use the magic eye of death.

Super do not want to use the magic eye of death.

First of all, let's not say that the magic eye of direct death will increase the strong sense of the character's 'second disease' attribute.

The second is that the magic eye of death is very brain-burning.

Even if he borrowed it temporarily from Gaia and Alaya, the two little loli, Bai Fan didn't want to use the magic eye of death.

In this world, Bai Fan is equivalent to a peculiar existence without origin.

For an existence without origin, to use the magic eye of death that can only be used by awakening the origin, the suppression of the brain is not ordinary.

But if you don't need to die straight to the devil's eye, it will cause the length of the battle with Araya Zonglian to become extremely protracted, and it will definitely be said to be watery at that time.

"So I had to use this thing, forget it—"

Bai Fan looked at Huangye Zonglian's expression.

The other party is still the paralyzed face, lifeless, not even afraid of death.

What will happen to human beings when they lose the fear of death?

The only explanation is that the other party has lived too long.

In this respect, Bai Fan and Huang Ye Zonglian are actually similar.

It's just that on his way to facial paralysis, a girl like Fujino Asakami pulled him.

That's it.

"You're not even afraid of death, you're really like a puppet you made yourself."

Bai Fan's expression was indifferent.

"I have never been afraid of death."

Araya Zonglian's oppressive body didn't move.

Even if he felt an indescribable death threat from Bai Fan, the ascetic's facial expression did not change in the slightest.

"There are many magicians who pursue the roots, and they have different goals, but I just want to maintain and follow my own will."

Auraye Zonglian took a step.

"At the center of that spiral, the chaos of contradictions."

"My body, my heart, my soul."

"What I seek is only true knowledge."

He was not afraid, facing Bai Fan's pale blue pupils, clearly still the same body, but Bai Fan felt it.

His soul, heart, and body burning like fire.

Just like the eminent monks of Nirvana, appearances are born from the heart, and the shape of Araya Zonglian's body is undoubtedly the shape of his soul.

"Exploded?"

Bai Fan shook his head and muttered to himself, sneering twice.The whole person turned to lift his momentum to the top.

then--

"Come!"

Holding the double-edged dagger tightly in his hand, his eyes were full of coldness.

Raise your hand, raise your dagger.

"Please die!"

"Huangye Zonglian!"

The opponent is betting everything on the next blow, and Bai Fan will naturally not fall behind.

only--

The cold glow and the fist face are intertwined!

Bai Fan's right hand was deformed and twisted by this punch, but there was not the slightest scar on Zonglian's body.

And just when Aozaki Orange showed a stunned look.

"Ha ha ha ha ha--"

This was the first time I heard the laughter of the man Araya Zonglian.

It seems that he hasn't laughed like this for a long time, and there is a little hoarseness and unwillingness in the laughter.

"Contradiction...the root...my body, my soul..."

The brilliance of the black eyes gradually dimmed, and the tall body also fell backwards.

No scars were left on his body.

But Bai Fan's knife divided his origin, including his soul, into countless pieces and cut them into pieces.

"Alas—the heights are so cold."

Bai Fan hugged his arm, and while secretly screaming pain, he slowly said in an extraordinarily forceful tone.

"You are a good opponent, but unfortunately, you chose the wrong opponent."

These words were like tongue twisters, but Aozaki Orange couldn't help but lowered his head and pondered.