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Chapter 2665 The probability of killing and being killed!(1/2)

In the desolate and desolate Three Thousand Remains Realm.
Two figures wielded sword light, one behind the other, like two shooting stars, streaking across the endless dark starry sky.
The former looks middle-aged.
He has a majestic appearance and a majestic complexion. He is dressed in black and has a long beard that reaches his chest. He has an elegant and free demeanor. Behind him, he carries two long swords, one purple and one green!
The latter is a young man.
There is a rusty iron sword on his back. He looks ordinary and dumbfounded. If you look closely, you can see that he is a bit naive, a bit reckless, and a bit stubborn.
former.
Naturally, he is the poet Mu Xinghe. ??
the latter……
"Jun Wuwu!!"
Seeing the young man's hand reaching for the iron sword behind his back, Poet Muda's scalp went numb and he held down his hand: "What...what do you want to do again!"
In a hurry.
He lost his former elegance and almost cursed!
Jun Wuhua thought for a while and said seriously: "I'm going to give him a sword."
Mu Xinghe: "?"
"I've done the math."
Jun Wuwu's reaction seemed a bit slow. He thought about it again and said seriously: "The probability of killing him with this sword is as high as 20%."
Mu Xinghe: "??"
He almost laughed angrily.
"Why don't you calculate the probability of being killed by him?"
"..."
Originally speaking out of anger, Jun Wuwu took it seriously. After thinking carefully for half a breath, he said slowly: "There is a 40% chance that I will be killed by him."
Mu Xinghe: "???"
"Shouldn't it be 80%?"
"because you are here."
Jun Wuwu glanced at him, his face calm and calm.
Mu Xinghe: "..."
He was a little tired.
I wanted to scold the other person, but I thought about how bad the other person was since they met, so I didn't bother to care about it, so I just dragged him forward and ran forward!
boom!
Boom boom boom!
The two of them were separated for less than three breaths, and a violent burst broke out
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The immortal power with madness came down instantly, and as the immortal energy spread, the starry sky was annihilated, and everything turned into nothingness!
In the midst of violent energy.
An eyeball with a radius of 10,000 feet and covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes fell down, chasing the two of them in the direction they were escaping!
Can't say ugly.
I can only say that she is on par with Ghost Sanniang.
The huge eyeballs are filled with small raised bumps the size of fists, and around the eyeballs are countless densely packed pale white tentacles!
Awesome!
It's a part of the former Tianmu Taoist...that big eye!
He had an adventure when he was young.
Fusion of a top evil monster, relying on the evil monster's ability, successfully advanced to immortality. Although the body was broken back then, it was not lost at all, and now it still retains nearly half of its strength.
After the battle at the beginning of the era.
The immortals in the three thousand worlds died and were suppressed and suppressed, but he was the only one who luckily escaped and wandered around in the three thousand remaining worlds.
Now more than half an era has passed.
He was already delirious and crazy, but his habit of holding grudges was still there, and he even tended to get worse!
Who takes a look at him.
He will destroy someone’s whole family!
What a coincidence.
Tens of thousands of years ago, Jun Wuwu met him not long after he came to Zhengfan Tiandi, and then... accidentally took another look at him.
And then.
It was a pursuit that lasted for tens of thousands of years!

"This big-eyed thief!"
"It's just like a ghost!"
While Mu Xinghe was pulling Jun Wuwang away, he was paying attention to the movements behind him. He felt tired both mentally and physically!
To this day.
He and Jun Wuwu have both entered the semi-immortal stage, but facing that big eye, the chances of winning are still slim.
"so."
Jun Wuwan thought for a while, then held the iron sword behind him again, and said seriously: "I must give him a sword."
Mu Xinghe almost laughed angrily: "Then what? Beat him to death?"
"The odds are there."
Jun Wuwu thought for a moment and gave a very standard answer: "Two versus one, the advantage is ours."
Mu Xinghe ignored him.
Holding his arm tightly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he felt the poetry in his heart bursting out, and he couldn't hold it back at all.
"The sky is blue and filled with clouds, and the ground is vast and windy!"
"The road ahead is boundless and there is no destination, and things in the world are like chess and it's hard to figure it out!"
"May I have peace and happiness in this life, and don't let my lonely soul be... kind?"
At the time when poetry was booming.
Suddenly a figure appeared in front of them with his back to them!
original.
Positive and negative, although the world is big.
But he and Jun Wuwang would occasionally meet one or two fellow travelers, but this figure... gave Mu Da the poet a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere before!
The body froze.
He subconsciously said: "This fellow Taoist..."
The words are not finished yet.
The figure suddenly turned around. He also looked middle-aged. He had a tall figure and was dressed in coarse clothes. His eyes were filled with gray energy. Although he just stood there motionless, a fierce aura was pressing towards the two of them!
Astonishingly, he is also half-immortal!
powerful!
To be continued...
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