Boom Boom
The time difference between the two explosions in tandem is very short, and they are not extremely sensitive. I am afraid that everyone will think that they are a sound.
In the face of Wei Yong’s Skynet, Chen Shaobai was distracted, but it was the left-handed sword that led to the bursting of the sword Gang in advance, which reduced the other side’s sword potential by more than half. The other point that was originally the strongest immediately became the most fragile and thin place, so the sword in his right hand also burst.
Snow, snow, snow …
The iron sheet rotates at a high speed, and when it rubs against the air, it gives off a fishy rust smell. They penetrate deeply into Wei Yong’s body, constantly making the sound of the small water bag bursting. Blood flowed from dozens of wounds all over each other, reminding Chen Shaobai of the scene of practicing archery when he was a child and putting the long arrow SHE on the sandbag.
The smell of blood and iron fishy smell mixed together is really not so good, so Chen Shaobai also paid too much attention to Wei Yong’s rotten minced meat. From the inside, he found two large denomination silver tickets for Wanjilou in deep purple Se, a generous black Se book, and then picked up the ink wound from the ground.
After packing up his own things, he walked towards the nearby village without looking at each other’s bodies.
After hunting in the mountains for many years, he knew that such a strong scent of blood would attract bloodthirsty wolves, tigers and leopards in less than half an hour. These fierce beasts in the mountains are the best body collectors, and they don’t need him to destroy the bodies at all.
The ink wound is three and a half feet long and weighs about 15 Jin. The characters below the swordsmen can’t control it at all. The blade has been specially frosted, and the rough surface of black seems to cover all the light. Its material is also very special, which seems to absorb the smell. Chen Shaobai keenly noticed that the lingering bloody breath gradually gathered in the ink wound blade and then dissipated.
This is an assassination sword, which fell into Wei Yong’s hands and buried it.
Feeling the coolness of the ink wound, Chen Shaobai stroked its blade and smiled: "Welcome to join."
"The nearest village is … phoenix village. Then, let’s take a rest in Luofeng Village first, and intrigue with this Wei Yong. It’s so frustrating to drive for three days in a row. "
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Chapter sixty-one Treasure
Maoshi
When Chen Shaobai and Wei Yong were fighting for life and death at the same moment, the sky in the purple atlas city was misty and dim.
Due to the habit of a big shot, since half a year ago, all the crowing cocks in the city have been slaughtered, and all the watchmen who used to work in four urban areas have been fired, so at this time, not many people get up.
But everyone who gets up and doesn’t die will boast about what he saw to future generations many years later.
A woman dressed in hot silver tights, carrying an orange Se sword, is like a meteor, running and jumping in the houses, like the legendary Snitch Grand Theft Auto.
However, her footsteps are very heavy. If she falls on the walls and eaves, she will crush bricks, splash mud and stones, and make a lot of noise. She is not afraid of the arrest of Zihuancheng and the senior students of Fengzhou University coming out to help others.
A skinny old man with white hair was running after her with a dozen younger swordsmen. Seeing that the distance was getting bigger, he drank anxiously: "Liu Aofu, you can’t run away! The whole city of Zihuan is surrounded by us, and each city has ten university tutors guarding it. You honestly hand over your treasures, and it is hard to say that we will let you live! "
If Chen Shaobai is here, you will find that these trackers are actually mentors of different grades in Fengzhou University!
These tutors are restrained in their eyes and agile in their skills. They all have the strength of 【 Three-foot Sword Mang 】 in the middle of the sword, and their swords are at least three thousand J and NG workers. In any other place, these people are the strongmen of both sides, and they all have their own pride. However, they are all gathered together now, and they are working together to deal with a woman like an enemy.
"Kong Renwang, you are the Lord of the wind state institutions of higher learning, how to say such a childish thing? I really handed over 【 Chaos Y and N Yang Zhong 】 and 【 Gankun Jasper Dan 】, and you will let me go without blocking the news? These two things are the treasures left by the gods and demons when the chaotic emperor turned the gods to the extreme and turned them into immortals. Once word gets out, it’s a joke not to mention the pioneers of the secular dynasty in the realm of life pills, such as King Dagan, King Dali and King Dayan, but even the inner brothers of the ten sects of Xiandao will covet them. If you don’t kill me, it’s a joke! "
Liu Aofu doesn’t know how to use it. Even in the rush, she can easily condense her voice and introduce it to the ears of the rear tracker.
Knowing that persuasion was ineffective, Kong Lao was cruel and shouted: "All guards listen up. Any woman who comes near the city wall will be killed on the spot with a crossbow!"
With a blink of an eye, Liu Aofu untied the orange Se sword from behind and stood aloof, like a group of cranes in a local chicken: "Kong Renwang, what are you doing with these buffoons?" Jian Hao’s three realms, the strength of each layer is far from each other. I have reached the peak of J and jīng’s soul, and refined some spiritual powers of the sword, killing them like killing dogs. Even if you are lucky for the big Shang dynasty, you won’t harm your colleagues, will you? "
"Hum! The old man walks straight and sits straight. How dare you sow discord! Ladies and gentlemen, go! " At Kong Lao’s command, the young mentors around him stepped forward with swords, all of them strode across the roof, waving their swords like an armband, swallowing a three-foot sword gang, and locking Liu Aofu’s whole body every inch.
Seeing that she was about to be dismembered by a disorderly sword, Liu Aofu hung a sneer at her mouth: "Native Wagou."
She only made one movement.
Squat down and cut horizontally.
This is not a wonderful move of j and ng. In her hands, it seems that she has an endless spirit xìng, and the sword is cut out and stabbed at her swords. The three-foot gangfeng on the sword is like chūn snow in the sun and annihilated in succession.
David, David …
Seven consecutive crisp sounds came, representing the fracture of seven swords. With the collapse of these swords, their holders also had their heads cut in two, and their internal organs slipped out.
The houses were dyed red with blood, and the smell was fishy and sweet. Even if the physical qualities of these seven swordsmen were far superior, they could only survive for a while. This kind of injury is beyond the limit that ordinary people can bear and heal.
Seven outstanding men were easily beheaded, Kong Lao’s eyes were cracked, and his white hair was blown and danced wildly, like an angry old lion.
"Demon girl, accept life!"
Seeing the other side’s three-foot sword awn, which is also extremely rich in spirit, Liu Aofu left the pie mouth: "Although you have also communicated with the aura of heaven and earth through the sword, you have refined the spirit of the sword, but the extreme change of J Ο ng soul has drained your body, how can you have the strength to kill the enemy?"