Chapter 420： Breaking the evil sword (3) seeking the monthly ticket (1/2)

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The monsoon smoked and smiled at the teenagers. ”Play well, I will not help you collect the dead.”

Everyone was shocked, and the despair of the top disappeared for a moment at this moment.

They were too far apart, and with the chaos of the battlefield, they did not notice that the dice that picked up the monsoon smoke had turned into gold.

The monsoon smoke slightly raised his head and turned his hand against the hilt of the evil sword.

The whole evil sword has not entered the claws of the ice dragon beast!

The hail behemoth made a low sigh, slammed down, and the monsoon smoked out in an instant, and pulled out the epee in the space soul jade, threw it at the foot, and stepped on it steady. It flew to the huge head of the hail behemoth.

The hail behemoth stepped on the ground with one foot, but the sword of the upper claw was deeper.

A severe pain spread from its forelimbs to the body, which is the pain it has never experienced.

The monsoon smoke slowly flew into the air, and the golden eyes that were half-squatting stared at the movement of the ice behemoth. The **** of the knot were close together, standing on the lips, and the small mouths were combined one by one. The curse of blasphemy.

The hail behemoth writhed his body in madness, and the abnormality in his body made him extremely violent. His limbs were scratching on the ground and raising dust.

The **** of the monsoon smoke trembled slightly, and the curse in her mouth became faster and faster, and the golden scorpion flowed with a strange cold light.

The hail beasts frequently screamed, and the huge body showed a slight anomaly.

Its body was dried at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the hard scales were wrapped in flesh and blood, and the fierce head shrank a lot.

With a cry, the huge hail behemoth fell down in the crash, and at the moment of falling, the huge body that fell was obviously smaller, and dried up like a dead body.

The monsoon smoked his eyes, and the curse in his mouth immediately stopped. She waved her fingers and the broken sword hidden in the body of the ice beast instantly broke the flesh and flew back to the hands of the monsoon smoke.

Surprisingly, there was no trace of blood on the wound that was broken by the evil sword.