v2 Chapter 11: Hengheng Yuanshen (1/2)
”The people of the Flame Sect are so shameless, they have a dozen or two, there is a kind of you one by one, the little master can easily cook for you. (? [{[八一 中文 {W] W> W〉.> 8〉 1? Z] W>.> C] O] M〉 ”
A black-shirted monk on the opposite side laughed and said, ”Why waste your words, you and we are in an endless situation now, and it's not better than trial and error. Why is there so much nonsense.”
”Brother doesn't have to talk to him much more. You and I will end him and go to help other brothers.” The other said with a cold look.
”it is good!”
The two attacked rapidly at a time, and Wang Xianwen blocked the right branch from the left, and a big man rushed out of his head.
call out!
At this moment, the short burst of sound suddenly reminded me of Wang Xianwen's pause, and he saw a little confused in the eyes of the two ridiculous monks of the flames facing each other, but two huge heads were rising into the sky, and blood was pouring out. .
A middle-aged man raised his hand to retrieve a cone-shaped magic weapon, smiled slightly at him, and turned around to leave immediately with a flash of light on his body.
. . . . .
”Elder Xu insisted for a moment, I have issued a distress signal, as long as someone will come to rescue you and me.” The speaker was a monk in Yunyun Valley who was more than fifty years old. Eyes froze coldly and stared at the three opposite.
Elder Xu nodded when he heard the words, but his heart was full of bitterness.
Xuan's three brothers, even if they can fight against Brother Jindan, they can resist for a while, not to mention that one of the two of them has been attacked and hit just now, and it is far away from the home court. Two of them have been beheaded on the spot.
”If you two kill yourself.”
”My three brothers talk.”
”Absolutely let you wait for Yuan Shen to leave.”
”Otherwise, soul-pumping and refining will never be born!” The three of them said one by one, and the last sentence was a step forward in unison, a masterpiece in their eyes.
”Huh, the three Daoyou could not be my three-year-old child when they were two.” Elder Xu flashed a few moments in his eyes. ”Elder Xu, as Elder Luoyungu, wants you to die even if you die in battle. People pay enough. ”
Although the injured old man didn't speak, there was a look of death as if on his body, and his face was vicious.
”Since he refuses to submit.”
”I'll do it.”
”Finally they go back and continue to destroy the enemy.”
The three men did not have any suggestion, they were raising their hands at the same time, and the three force fluctuations emerged in an instant and perfectly blended together. On that mystical blameless body, a forceful breath of the far-reaching monk swept out. The force fluctuations on the other two men receded, as if they had completely disappeared.
”disease!”
Xuan Wugui sneered, stretched out his hand and patted his forehead, was to offer a three-inch-size small sword, and then raised his hand. The volume of this sword has skyrocketed after leaving the hand, and it is about seven or eight feet in size between breathing, whizzing down!
”Magic weapon!” The elder Xu exclaimed, watching the giant sword cut off, and his eyes were instantly filled with fear.
”Seeing that, the three are the famous Xuanshi Sanlao, who is the famous flame ancestor. They practiced the same spirit and decided to join forces. Even if they fight with the early monks of Jindan, they can support for a while without falling in. Downwind. ”
”It is rumored that the three old masters of Xuanshi have a magic weapon named Xuan Epee, and now it really looks true. In this way, it is not enough for the three to join forces to sweep the cloud-building monks.”