Chapter 113 (1/2)

”Pa”

The sound of was like the explosion of cold ice, and a circle of transparent air waves swung between their palms. Their clothes and robes were blown up and hunting sounded.

The money jar owner was forced to retreat again and again. Every time his steps fell, he crushed the green stones on the ground. Only then did he unload the recoil force. He looked up and looked at Andy who fell to the ground in horror.

”What a cold palm. Who are you?” The money jar master's face changed greatly. He looked at his arm invaded by the cold. He was about to be frozen. He was surrounded by an atmosphere of fear.

Others may not know the danger just now, but he who has practiced the cold attribute palm technique certainly knows how much harm Andy has done to him just now.

He knew very well that even if he could escape this time, he would be abandoned.

”Blind? Who told you that this is my palm? ”

Andy's eyes flickered and didn't answer him. Of course, he wasn't interested in telling each other that it was a kind of magic just now.

Andy doesn't want to say anything more. He knows these people have sent flares for help.

With a long sword sound, he shook his body and rushed at the money jar leader. He'd better kill him quickly.

As soon as Andy raises his sword, more than ten sword shadows explode like peacocks, stabbing the money jar master's vital points all over his body.

The money jar leader's question didn't get a response. He also forced himself to resist the fear in his heart. With a cold hum, the cold air on his palms filled the air and turned into a palm shadow all over the sky.

This man's combat power is really much better than the previous two altar masters. With the help of the surrounding Gang, he fought with Andy who only used basic sword skills at once.

On the battlefield, the cold air was filled, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the bluestone slab paved on the station was smashed by them.

However, this is only temporary. At the beginning, the money jar owner can compete with Andy, but there is still a gap, especially the biggest card of the money jar owner. The cold of his hands is of no use to Andy.

Andy is not impatient. Instead, he seems to be practicing his sword. One sword is faster than another. He keeps attacking the money jar owner. At the same time, he also covers a layer of magic cover under his clothes to avoid being attacked secretly.

Before long, just when the money altar master was about to lose his support, a long roar came from the distance. He was approaching here quickly. Andy looked up and saw the joy in the money altar master's eyes.

”Is this support coming? Pretty fast! ”

Sure enough, the money jar leader stopped dodging at this time, but began to pick up one move after another and entangled with Andy. He was afraid that Andy would escape and wanted to drag the reinforcements to the expert.

”You can die faster like this. I like to go straight!” Andy raises his hand and a sword flies down like a meteor and stabs him in the face.

This guy used to defend like a turtle. It really takes some time to win him.

The money jar owner felt the threat of the sword and his face became more pale. Of course, his old and hot eyes could see the details of Andy's sword. He knew that the more he retreated, the more powerful the sword was. But he was afraid that Andy would take the opportunity to slip away after he avoided, so he clenched his teeth and raised his fighting spirit, and his palms greeted him like a mountain falling into the sea.

When the sword and palm exchanged blows, there was a crisp sound of sword and sword exchange and a tearing sound hidden in it. The sword was forcibly blocked, but the palm of the money jar master was cracked again, and the blood was frozen as soon as it flowed out.

Andy's black sword can't be caught by ordinary people. The reason why this guy can hold up until now is that he has been dealing with it with his rich experience.

Andy lifted his left hand and snapped it.

At this time, the money jar owner has fallen into Andy's attack range, and there is no time to avoid, so he can only bite his teeth and take over.

The sound of ”pa” burst, and the cold air overflowed everywhere. A huge force hit him. He couldn't help retreating, and the blue stones under his legs broke, leaving footprints deep into the mud under the slate.