But it's awesome. How dare you even give the red ticket?

The young man in the air smiled indifferently, "If you insist on the two double-headed dogs, I would not taboo to kill two more people. Anyway, what you have is definitely more valuable than the two double-headed dogs."

"Although seniors are Zhou Tianjing's double monks, don't say so absolutely." Hearing this strange man's words, Feng Zhiyou also faced a cold face with a very bad tone, "Don't you consciously Can one person resist the siege of so many of us?"

Between the words, Wei Suo saw that Feng Zhiyou had taken the yellow phantom with magical light in his hand.

Wei Suo suddenly made an eye towards Han Weiwei, and Han Weiwei was immediately very clever. He directly sacrificed the spirit shield that shone with white scales, and then with a bitter face, the big sword of Liu Sanqiu was also removed from Take it out of Nabao.

Ordinary Zhou Tianjing's double monks certainly can't deal with so many people, but looking at this bizarre young man with such a confident mind, Wei Suo wants to beat him flat, but also afraid of being accidentally accidentally The guy used some magic weapon to kill it.

"I will give you another chance to make a final choice." The young man sneered disdainfully: "Either leave immediately or be killed by me."

"Since I haven't talked yet, what else to say." Feng Zhiyou also sneered, directly inspiring Huang Ruyi to come, and at the same time, he also said, "Anyway, everyone doesn't know each other. It’s all loose repairs, and no one will know as long as you don’t say it.”

Feng Zhiyou said this to Wei Suo intentionally or unintentionally, for fear that Wei Suo had any background in scrupulously apprehending this young man, so he did not dare to deal with him. A monk with a double title of Zhou Tianjing also has no certainty of winning.

Wei Zuoke also secretly touched the real spirit-level black arrow in his hand.

Anyway, this person, Wei Suo and Han Weiwei, didn't know each other. They would kill them all as soon as they opened their mouths. Certainly it was not a good person. For such a person, Wei Suo Ke had no scruples.

Seeing that Huang Zhiru, inspired by Fengzhiyou, has become one and two, and four is becoming more and more, but the young man has no action at all.

But at this moment, the monk with the lowest yellow robe just behind Feng Zhiyou suddenly released his dagger-like instrument, which had been bent slightly, and hit the back of Fengzhiyou's neck. on.

Feng Zhiyou's vest looks like a vest with good defensive power. This dagger of the Yellow Robe can't even reach the semi-soul level, but Feng Zhiyou's vest is unable to protect his neck. At close distance, Feng Zhiyou only had time to lean her neck slightly. There was a **** surge on the left neck, and a scary wound appeared.

Inspired by more than half of Huang Sui Ruyi lost the support of True Yuan, and suddenly fell down.

Feng Zhiyou clutched his wound tightly. Although he didn't seem to die for a while, he was so injured that he couldn't shoot.

"Guo Ziqi, you!"

Between the incredulous shouts of the thin old man, a blue light shone out of his hands and hit the monk of the yellow robe. He directly opened a blood hole in the chest of the monk of the yellow robe and knocked him out.

But the yellow robe monk is like a zombie, with a face of dementia.

"Spellcraft!"

All the people who saw this scene suddenly turned white.

"Let me come!" Han Weiwei shook his hand and quickly took out a pill bottle, and poured all the viscous liquid on the wound of Feng Zhiyou. The wound that Feng Zhiyou held tightly stopped the bleeding immediately. But, because of the excessive blood loss, he couldn't even speak. He sat directly on the ground, barely took out a panacea, and stuffed his mouth to adjust the rate.

"Hey?" The young monk in the air was a little surprised when Han Weiwei stopped the wound of Feng Zhiyou's blood so quickly.

"Don't look at his eyes!"

Between the sight of the young monk's eyes, Wei Suo saw green flashes in his eyes, which turned out to be a dizzy feeling for Wei Suo. And the expression of the man with the surnamed Zhu Yi, not far from Wei Suo, also became a little demented. With Wei Suo's screaming, the Han surnamed Jin Yi suddenly returned to his mind, and wiped his cold sweat like a face.

"Two Zhou Tianjing monks? There is only one left now." The young monk gave a soft smile, and the exposed teeth shone with the cold light of poisonous snake teeth.

Then, the young monk, without any hassle, rushed directly to the emperor, wearing a blood blade that had grown for a few feet, and directly flew more than twenty feet.

The height of these fifty or sixty feet is beyond the scope of Wei Suo's current consciousness to accurately judge and lock.

Just as Wei Suo's face was ugly considering what method to use to deal with this person, the young monk insidiously inspired a string of white rosary magic instruments that his right hand had been holding.

When the twelve white rosary beads fell, they suddenly separated. Between a burst of white light, they turned into twelve bone warriors with bone bone swords and bone bone shields.

"laugh!"

Weixuo's Lingjie black arrow directly excited without any hesitation.

The breath from the twelve white and white skull warriors half a head taller than Weisuo made Weisuo very uncomfortable. In the case of being unable to directly deal with his opponent, Weisuo decided to destroy this monk's piece first. Let's talk about the magic instrument.

I saw a black light pouring out of Wei Suo's hands, and the shield and arm holding the shield in the hands of a white bone skeleton warrior who flew towards Wei Suo and Han Weiwei were smashed in an instant.

"Spiritual magic weapon! Boss, you are so powerful!" Dahan Zhu, the surnamed Jinyi, didn't know when he squeezed beside Wei Suo, obviously leaning on the big tree to get a cold.

But Wei Suo's face became more difficult to look at.

The monk dressed in a middle-aged scribe wearing a blue shirt, and the white mask he cast, was instantly cut by two white bone skeleton warriors, and the black man in black armor sacrificed two sides of black iron The shield was cut by two white bone skeleton warriors who were skipped, and deep marks appeared on the shield.

The bones of the bone skeleton samurai and the power of the white shield are all almost half-spiritual, and each bone-skeleton is equivalent to a half-spell weapon!

Moreover, these bone skeletons do not need to be controlled after they are released, that is to say, at the moment, it is equivalent to twelve monks playing the half-spirit offensive spells at the same time.

No wonder this strange young monk would be so arrogant, one exit is to kill them all.

"Dare to ruin my magic weapon! Very good! I will make you worse than life!"

Seeing that Wei Suo shot a white bone skeleton warrior as soon as he shot, the young man in the air suddenly had a fleshy expression on his face and growled.

Wei Suo just treated him as a pig, and ignored him at all. With a sneer, he directly inspired the black arrow again, and a group of black lights passed directly, and the skull of a white skull was directly beaten. .

This time the young man's nose was almost crooked, and the blood blade was pressed down, and he instantly sank for more than ten feet, and his hands circled and issued a spell.

"Oh, oh!"

There was a bang, and the ground was shaking, like an earthquake. The feet around the crowd were actually spurting bone spurs with the height of a person and the thickness of the white arm.

Wei Suo, Han Weiwei, and the monk with the surname Zhu were all wrapped in the green mask. Five or six white bone spurs penetrated from the ground, but there were many cracks on the blue mask, which caused Wei Suo and others to take a step. Shake and stand unsteady.

The wounded Feng Zhiyou and the imperial black man with two black iron shields and his obscure chunky monk had good luck, and no bone spurs protruded below the place where they stood.

The muscular man with developed limbs was just a bone spur in front of his nose, and he only barely stabbed his nose, so that his eyes almost became cross-eyed.

The thin old man and the middle-aged scribe in a green shirt were still injured by the two-headed dog, but the monk sitting on the ground to heal the wound did not have such good luck, and there was only a scary **** on their faces. It was pierced by the bone spur underneath here from bottom to top.

The three monks of the five priests in Shenhai Realm were directly killed by a group of attacking tactics of two monks in the realm of this week!

"Slap!" Wei Suo, who was sèyīn's face, ruined a white skeleton warrior again.

Because after inspiring this technique, the young monk's true element seemed to consume a lot, swallowing two rejuvenating pills, and flying up again, beyond the scope of Wei Suo's accurate attack.

"Very good, you are a real magic weapon of the order, ruined my three bone bone beads, I killed you to get this thing, I am not losing."

The young monk sneered and reached for his hand, and all the remaining nine beads were changed back to the white beads and flew back to his hands. Only the half of the skull that had been broken by Wei Suo at the beginning was still in place. shake. At the same time, a greasy green light skull reappeared in the hands of the young monk and smashed down.

With a blast, smashing a black iron shield and breaking the green mask outside Wei Suo and others, the obscure chunky monk was also hit by a burst of green streamer, ah. When he cried, he fell to the ground, motionless.

The muscular man and the black-clad monk suddenly gathered pale and gathered beside Wei Suo.

At this time, Wei Suo also leaned slightly towards Fengzhiyou, protecting the seriously injured Fengzhiyou.

"Brother Li, here you are. This symbol should be able to pull him into your attack range~lightnovelpub.net~ A touch of moving **** flashed from Feng Zhiyou's eyes, he also stopped refining Healing the panacea, he reached out and took out a silver sè and handed it to Wei Suo.

"Second order magnetic sign!"

At first glance, Wei Suo showed a hint of joy in his eyes, which inspired the spell without saying a word.

I saw a flash of silver passing by, and the young monk and the blood blade under him sank at the same time, and suddenly fell more than thirty feet.

Han Weiwei's Binglong and Wei Suo's black arrow immediately swarmed towards this strange young monk.

The muffling sound of "poo" made Wei Suo and Han Weiwei both hold their hearts at the same time. The rough language was that the side was covered with countless runes, forming a tiger head-like black shield, suddenly young. The monk appeared in front of him, blocking him and Han Weiwei's blow.

This shield is actually a real defensive shield!

This magical young monk seems to have more magic weapons and magical tools than Weisuo.

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