C916 (1/2)

When they heard that, the old man suddenly changed his face.

”Miss, go!” The old man suddenly threw a blood out of his chest.

He was enchanted at this time, and he was talking about a strange mantra, and his body was surging with momentum.

”Burning life is nothing but a futile resistance.” The monks were laughing and laughing, and they respectively performed magic skills and slapped them on the old man.

The old man had already been exhausted by oil lamps. Under the bombardment of such magic, his body became broken and ragged and overturned directly on the ground.

The woman saw the appearance, but did not retreat hair, instead of controlling the magic weapon, rushed to the monks.

”Hum, there is a legal situation in the area. Dare you wait for me to do it?” One of the nuns sneered and gave a sword at the fingertip, and flew towards the woman.

In front of you, the sword will stab on the woman and kill the woman directly.

Bang!

The sword was in the air and burst into pieces.

”Who!” The monk was surprised and turned to look at it.

Only in the desert, suddenly appeared a young man, walking slowly on a layer of sand.

His expression was indifferent, but his eyes were cold, which made the monk tremble.

”Pretend to be a ghost, find death!” The monk roared, and dozens of swordsmen came straight from different directions towards the landing feather.

Luyu gave a light look at the sword and sighed.

This sigh, which reverberated in the open desert, did not seem to be a big voice, fell in the Friar's ear, but it blew like a thunder.

Poof!

The monk could not bear the pressure and spit blood directly.

”Who are you, I can't afford to be the one in the valley of the ghost king in the ice field!” A monk roared in the color.

Luyu glanced at him and waved with his hand: ”noisy!”

There is no magic wave, just a hand fan wind, the air is hard on the face of the monk.