Chapter 309 Have you forgotten my nickname!

Author: Famous God and Ghost

Chapter 309 Have you forgotten my nickname!

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The two of them fought for more than ten moves in the blink of an eye. Lin Bei held the magic weapon in his hand, but was at a disadvantage. Every time he fought with the burly master, he would be suppressed and retreated.

The Kuiwu Master has the second level of true spirit and is stronger than the masters Lin Bei killed before. Even if he uses Dacheng Sword Intent to activate the quasi-divine weapon with all his strength, he will not be able to severely damage one of the attacks!

If Lin Bei has all his strength to activate the quasi-divine weapon, he will have at most two chances. He will not be able to kill the burly master at all, and instead will make him exhausted.

He could only rely on the weak spirituality of the quasi-divine weapon, fight with his wonderful tacit understanding with the burly master, waiting for an opportunity to move!

Bang swish! Bang swish!

The arrows of the green wind blades swirled through the void, wrapped in the sound of howling wind, and shot towards Lin Bei accurately, making him, who was originally at a disadvantage, even more embarrassed.

"The two of them don't know how to discuss the spoils, but they actually cooperated with such a tacit understanding..."

This burly master directly left his back to the Master of Divine Arrow! The Master of Divine Arrow did not shoot cold arrows behind him!

While Lin Bei was surprised, he couldn't help but curse secretly.

At a disadvantage, he showed many weak auras, which looked precarious and seemed to be completely exhausted and could not pose a threat to the master.

"Hahaha, Lin Fan! Hand over the quasi-divine weapon, and you seven brothers can spare his life!"

Even when facing a burly master, although he is stronger than the upper hand, he seems not embarrassed, but he can still hold on!

Red Destroyed God Lei Linfan!

"Today I will let them see what it means to 'just be called the wrong name, and whether there is a wrong number'!"

For the shadow night wolf, the worst way is to kill Lin Beili!

Xiaocheng's sword intent soared into the sky!

"Stubbornness is enlightenment!"

At this moment, I used the same trick again, deliberately looking tired and healthy, and looked like a threat to the master. The purpose was not to lure the master of the magic arrow to shift the arrow a few inches in secret and shoot the burly master with one arrow.

And a dozen feet away from his body, the face of the Grandmaster of the Divine Arrow also changed, wanting to support and prevent Murong's terrifying sword from forming, but as soon as I bent my bow and arrow, the sword light had already shone brightly.

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"It's bad, Red Destroyed Divine Thunder..."

My eyes were as sharp as a knife, and I looked at the burly master with a murderous intent. In my dantian, this red ball of lightning suddenly flashed and jumped, turning into a terrifying red lightning, which quickly flowed to my arms.

What is used is the temptation of interests and the greed of human nature.

I just called the wrong name, and did I get the wrong number!

In this way, facing the tired and capable Murong, the Grandmaster of Divine Arrows was enough to kill him, and he could take the magic weapon for himself alone, without any worries.

Facing Murong's terrifying move with the red-destroying divine thunder, Xiao Cheng's sword intent and the quasi-divine weapon, the kuaimao master has made every effort and has the ability to stop the move.

The cooperation between the two masters is extremely tacit, with a gap of ease, which is completely opposite to Lin Beiliu, the one-eyed master and the shadow night wolf.

Only when no one dies will go back on his word for profit!

Have Murong tried to pretend to be healthy again? Although he was suppressed, his eyes were still as sharp as a knife. I held the Shenglin and cooperated with the spirituality of the divine weapon. The sword light was dazzling. With the blessing of Xiaocheng's sword intent, you can do it with a random blow.

Kill the low-handed at the entrance.

The aura of the burly master changed again, and the figure of a tiger appeared on his body, like a hungry tiger pounced on his food, with sharp claws swinging, wrapping up the small momentum of heaven and earth, and integrating into the artistic conception of a tiger, with each move and one move and one move, which was very powerful and majestic.

He wanted to use this to lure the gap between the two masters and make them fight each other!

But the boy's experience tells me that if you run away with such a terrifying sword, you will be suspicious of escaping and dying!

The red lightning brake condenses!

Until I was tired and used my full blow to get to know the embarrassed opponent, Murong suddenly released another trump card, which was also covered by the light of the quasi-divine weapon, and was almost forgotten - Red Destroyed Divine Thunder!

"I've been using quasi-divine weapons, and they probably haven't forgotten your name yet!"

But then Murong first pretended to be healthy, and before I saw through it, he tried his best, but it was still my opponent, which made me feel indifferent to sit down and watch the opponent struggle.

The burly master even had a hint of inspiration and wanted to turn around and run away!

Anyway, I am really in the upper hand now and suppressed by the tacit offensive of the two masters.

"roar!!!"

Another sharp arrow wrapped in a wind blade shot towards him. Murong Gangwu confronted Master Kuiwu, and could only grit his teeth and try to dodge. He was wiped with his shoulder by an arrow, leaving a wind blade scar.

Live to death just to block Murong's sword!

But what Murong thought was that it was because of whether Master Zhi Zhi was completely greedy or had already seen through my disguise and had not fooled me!

When I was in the situation, I could only roar again, surging out the first trace of strength in my body, and my arms were tangled and my muscles were shattered, leaving a little way out.

Peng Qing knew how the two of them did that. Perhaps they were a big brother and grew up together, and they had already become Jinlan.

It was a sword full of energy, enough to make a small number of masters dare not compete with it.

Peng Qing seemed to have even calculated my sharp arrows. He slashed out with one sword, and it was wrong to stagger the time when I pulled the bow down the string.

Swing a sword!

The quasi-divide weapon from behind was unable to seriously injure the kuaimao Grandmaster, which caused me to take Murong a little attention, but at this time I was not alert.

The air in a radius was compressed and gathered in an instant, and a dazzling sword light with terrifying power and scorching force burst into dazzling light, as if it was about to destroy the world, sand and gravel burst and rolled up, weeds and branches were torn and melted into the airflow

In the middle, pulled by the sword light.

Peng Qing moved forward repeatedly, staggering.

Bang swish!

The burly master skipped a beat, and his pupils suddenly contracted, reflecting the sword that was intertwined with red lightning and Xiaocheng's sword intent. The aura was so terrifying that I was frightened, and I instinctively felt like a magical rival.

The effect was significant at that time, so he did not spend too much energy to kill Murong Li and severely injured the shadow night wolf.

The burly master snorted and roared wildly, his body expanded in circles, and his two pairs of palms turned into huge tiger claws. His whole body was as big as a hill against the shadow of the tiger, and he rushed towards Murong.

It was like facing the shadowy night wolf and Murong Lie on a cargo ship.

There is only one quasi-divine weapon that is a certain fact. Even though Lin Beili once claimed to give up the quasi-divine weapon and only seek the red-destroying divine thunder, the shadow night wolf would trust me again.

Looking at the shadow of a tiger like a hill, he rushed straight towards him with great force, but Murong's face suddenly became fierce.

Murong held the quasi-divine weapon, Sheng Lin in both hands, and activated it to the extreme. The Red Destroyed Divine Thunder and Xiao Cheng's sword intent roared violently, and the thunder and sword intent danced wildly. The incandescent sharp edge and the red thunder and lightning were intertwined.

There is no doubt that Peng Qing has very low combat talent and knows how to make full use of his advantages in combat.

Murong stood tall and stood tall, facing the phantom of the tiger that was soaring to the face. The strong wind whistled and raging, causing my white hair to fly and my robe to flew!
Chapter completed!