Chapter 239 (1/2)

The proud expression on the Friar's face suddenly solidified.

That injury clearly even if not dead also have one breath, how can you still start to sneak attack!

How could it be!

The hair Friar's eyes were extremely frightened and angry. When he reached out, he revived the power of the yellow hill magic weapon in his hand.

However, the brown cocoon had not yet formed, and it had already shot to the front of the black awn not far from him, but there was a burst of blood light.

This blood light instantly made his face white.

If he had changed to an ordinary friar, he might have been killed by Weisuo's sneak attack. But after all, he is a powerful monk who has achieved the fourth level of cultivation!

There are not many friars who are divided into four parts, such as those in Dongyao resort.

The friar with disordered hair felt the powerful power in the blood light. Seeing that the blood light was about to hit him, the friar with wild hair clenched his teeth fiercely and raised his figure fiercely.

This action seems to be a means to make ”Longyuan” under his feet. His figure has not moved much, but the whole body of flying pig like ”dragon kite” stands up fiercely.

”Poof!” A thick green blood gushed from the belly and back of Longyuan.

This monster, which can rival the magic power of Red Wing inflammation, has been shot through!

The blood light from Longyuan's body did not stop, and the friar, who had won a little time, avoided the vital points of the heart vein, but on his left abdomen, there was an extra blood hole with three fingers in size.

”Ah

The friar with disorderly hair screamed, and he almost lost his magic weapon like a yellow hill in his hand.

Weisuo looked at the Friar's eyes, just like when he first met Han Weiwei, he looked at the stone tailed lizard with golden eyes.

He was deliberately struggling to bear a heavy blow, with the real magic seal body art feigning death sneak attack, of course, can not be the only one.

At this time, he waved the six Yang fire fork in his hand, but in fact, at this moment, there is an invisible magic weapon, which has been shot in front of the Friar's forehead.

The six Yang fire fork is just a cover to attract this friar with disordered hair. His real killing move is the invisible magic weapon refined with the heart eating insect elder's straw spike!

Seeing this invisible magic weapon, a blood hole will be opened on the forehead of the friar with four levels of fame and mind. But what makes Weisuo's pupil shrink in an instant is that the Friar's eyes flash with frightful light. The friar with disordered hair, as if he had seen this invisible and silent magic weapon, suddenly lowered his head.

A stream of blood ran over his head.

His scalp was plowed into a furrow of blood.

Weissorton, who had already won, was a little panicked.

Because the yellow hill like magic weapon in this Friar's hands reappeared one by one yellow Qi. At the same time, in the other hand of the friar with disordered hair, there was a green spike about two feet long and as thick as a little finger.

A black light flew out of his hand and hit the friar.

Now the friar with disordered hair is a bit like a frightened bird. Seeing the black light open, ”poof”, he did not know what secret skill he used. He opened his mouth and ejected a blood arrow, intercepting the black light with amazing speed.

Black light is actually a small black bottle with a thick wax layer at the mouth.

”Pa” a sound, disorderly hair friar just saw clearly the body of this black light, the bottle was broken by his blood arrow.

Suddenly, the monk's face changed dramatically again. He waved his hand. He didn't even want the yellow hill in his hand. He threw it out at once. At the same time, a strong wind blew out the black bottle which was broken into powder.

Jiya's body, which is stimulating the Green Gang fan, suddenly softens.

It's not because her mood is too agitated, but at this moment she finds that her real yuan is lax, her whole body is soft, and she can't even say a word, so she falls down.

In the light of her eyes, she could not believe that a green light shot from the Friar's hands and hit Weisuo. The Friar and wishord, who had sent out the green light, fell back, just like her.

”Emerging and scattering!”

The Friar's soft voice called out a name that suddenly appeared in her mind.

”Good! Good! You have so many means. Is there a technique that can temporarily block the injury? And this eclosion! ”

The friar with soft hair growled.

Listen to his words, should have been murderous, but because of the eclosion, it is soft, shady and strange, it sounds very strange.