There is no nonsense among these people who came out of the top prison. The leader is called Yang Yun. There is a proud sneer on his face, and he is surrounded by fighting spirit. It is green fighting spirit, and surrounding him
Several people around him also showed their fighting spirit.
"Stay back!" Yang Yun said coldly, with a slightly disgusted look on his face, and asked Hong Yan to run behind him. He was very disgusted with such a girl, if it weren't for the fact that this was the one the emperor gave them to live.
Chances are, they won't listen to such a bitch.
Luo Qingkuang looked at these people, and when he saw the green vindictive light on Yang Yun, his eyes flickered. He couldn't help but get excited. She had not met a real opponent, but these people in front of her could
Let her give full play to her level! Maybe the cyan fighting spirit that has been unable to break through will also improve! [It’s not certain!
"Moyun Knife!" Yang Yun shouted in a low voice, and then a green light flashed in his hand. The light flickered for a few times, and then turned into a big knife more than three feet long in his hand. The blade materialized,
The patterns and spells flowing on it are very beautiful. The dark green Moyun knife has a deep color, but it gives people a strong sense of oppression.
Luo Qingkuang was startled and couldn't help but frown.
Bingpo whispered in her ear: "This is the realization of fighting spirit. It takes your own fighting spirit out of the body and transforms it into your own weapon. You have to be careful."
Luo Qingkuang nodded, his expression became more solemn. Soon, several people behind Yang Yun also used their fighting spirit to reveal their weapons. For a moment, the weapons in everyone's hands flew brightly and made various sounds.
kind of color.
Hong Yan was quite proud on the side, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she didn't expect that these desperadoes were really so capable. They also knew how to use their fighting spirit to control the form, and with this green fighting spirit, they were very capable.
With the ability of the second level, it is basically impossible for Luo Qingkuang to win!
Luo Qingkuang looked at the knife made of fighting spirit flying in front of him, staring closely at the spells and patterns on the weapon. He sighed softly, and then a surging fighting spirit surged out of his body.
"Let me see what you are capable of! Which one is more powerful is your fighting spirit transformation, or is it the dagger in my hand that is more powerful?"