() "I saw Ning Ge's tiger body shake, and a majestic king's aura suddenly spurted out. Wang Qiang, who was rushing towards Ning Ge, screamed and rolled away. He didn't know how much he fell.
Somersault. At that moment, everyone seemed to see the desolate figure of the legendary Long Aotian."
"Brother Ning stood there against the wind, his eyes like the deep sky and the shining stars. He shook his finger at Wang Qiang and said disdainfully: Wang Qiang, you are nothing more than that."
"A faint sneer full of masculine charm appeared on the corner of his sharp and handsome mouth, and his unruly eyes stared at Wang Qiang desolately and sharply. Under Ning Ge's lightning-like gaze, Wang Qiang gradually felt ashamed of himself, and even became angry with shame.
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In the magic armored soldier's dormitory, a chair was placed on a table. On the chair, the mistress crossed her legs, straddled her horse and raised her sword. She sat there with dignity, spitting and spitting. On the side, there was a circle that seemed to be
The magic-armored soldiers listened in fascination.
Magic armor soldiers may be the ordinary people in the world who most hope to become a demon warrior. Every day in the military camp, they gradually see the various abilities of demon warriors, and everyone is yearning for them.
Except for the class leader, they usually don’t come into contact with many magic wars. Therefore, this kind of psychology that the more they see, the more curious they become, the more curious they become, the more they yearn for it, and the more they yearn for it, the more they want to see it. This makes them become interested in things no matter how illogical or absurd they are.
Stories about demon wars are often listened to with relish.
This has also provided Xiaosan, whose nickname in the magic war has recently been changed to "Storyteller", with a huge die-hard fan base. If you want a subscription, you have a subscription, if you want a monthly pass, you have a monthly pass. With a wave of your hand, there are a lot of people who respond. You are so lucky.
It's so exciting and exciting. It's so popular that all the great gods have to turn their chrysanthemums over and over several times every day.
I saw the storyteller, Xiao San, looking around triumphantly, seeing eyes all around him that were eager for knowledge. He stretched out his hand slowly, and immediately saw a bottle of water coming up from underneath - the one who had unscrewed the cap.
kind.
The mistress drank a few sips, sighed with satisfaction, and spoke again: "Under Ning Ge's sharp gaze, Wang Qiang finally couldn't bear it anymore, shouted wildly, and used the bleeding sword technique to finally kill.
Come over here!"
"This bloody battle sword technique is a secret soul-vein demon fighting technique passed down by the Wang family. It is said that he once fought against the earth demon with hatred under this sword technique. Wang Qiang is the direct descendant of the Wang family's sword technique, and it is even more powerful. It is said that Wang Qiang relies on this sword technique.
He was appreciated by the leader of the Demon General Group, and was therefore included in the seed sequence."
"Otherwise, most of the members of the seed sequence of the Demon General Group are over 20 years old and at least level five or level four? Who can blame him? Speaking of this, I feel very angry. I have been at the top of the level one demon battle for a long time.
Although I practice very hard every day, I still don’t know when I will be promoted, which makes me feel bad about eating and sleeping. It’s really——”
"Third brother, please stop talking nonsense again and hurry up and talk about our squad leader." The magic-armored soldiers all accused the mistress of being a slanderer.
"Okay, okay." The mistress nodded and started spitting again.
"I saw that it was too late and then it was too late. Brother Ning stood still, waiting for Wang Qiang's bloody battle with sword skills to finally kill him. But before he was about to come, he stretched out an index finger contemptuously - and first and
The middle fingers made a V-sign and shook at all of us. Then, the index finger touched Wang Qiang's wooden knife. I saw Wang Qiang staggering past Brother Ning like a wild boar, but he fell and was eaten by a dog."
There were bursts of exclamations and admirations under the table, and two book friends even began to seriously discuss the rationality of this matter, and their faces turned red.
There were also a few magic-armored soldiers who were not die-hard fans of Storyteller Xiao San, who asked doubtfully.
"No, third brother. Brother Ning is in the second level versus the fourth level. How could he push down the platoon deputy with one finger and make a V-sign first... This plot is so unreasonable..."
"Bah, you know nothing. This is called going with the flow and leveraging your own strength. Do you understand magic warfare? Can you release magic energy outside? You can't do anything and you are still here **yy pretending to be an expert. Imperial ** standard magic
Have you ever learned combat skills and saber skills? When I look back, I will definitely suggest Brother Ning to punish you to practice sword skills a few more times. If you ask about such a trivial matter, you really have no wisdom at all!"
The magic-armored soldier quickly shut up, his eyes showing his sincerity.
Xiao San smiled proudly: "I saw Wang Qiang crawling up from the ground in embarrassment, his eyes full of disbelief. He looked at Brother Ning and screamed: How... how is it possible? How can a level two defeat a level four!
Brother Ning smiled indifferently, still holding one hand behind his back, and shook his head lightly at Wang Qiangyun, and said proudly: Don't you know that the same trick is ineffective against the magic warrior?"
"Wang Qiang's eyes were red when he saw this. He shouted angrily and actually used the legendary secret skill: Demon Disintegration**, which doubled his power! Suddenly, Brother Ning was in an extremely dangerous situation. He wanted to
You know, if a level 4 demon's magic power is doubled, it will at least become almost level 6... Brother Ning is only level 2. Although his body and magic combat skills are amazing, how can he do it?
Withstand the edge of level six demonic warfare?"
The story has obviously reached a climax, and everyone under the table is silent and staring intently.
The mistress paused, stretched out her hand, and drank a few sips of water from the people below who were respectfully handed her. Then she wiped her mouth and started to update: "Finally, Wang Qiang stabbed Brother Ning in the corner. Brother Ning was already in the corner.
There is no way to retreat, and there is no way to avoid it. And as we all know, it is impossible to withstand a sword from a level 6 demon warrior and a magic armor from a level 2 demon warrior. What should we do? Ning's face, which had always been full of confidence, finally changed drastically."
"At the critical moment, seeing that Brother Ning was about to be injured by Wang Qiang's sword, the brothers all screamed in shock. Only I, standing by the danger calmly, began to think deeply about how to deal with this situation - what? How can I do it?
Do you have time to meditate? Do you know when it’s too late? A genius like me can meditate on hundreds of questions in just one second, okay? Really, if you want to listen to a book, don’t interrupt. If you bother me, I will delete your post.
It’s true that you are forbidden to speak.”
"I was calm on the edge and began to ponder how to deal with this situation. Suddenly, I was so blessed that I used my exquisite genius brain to instantly calculate a route to survive in death. I shouted loudly: Ning
Brother, take two steps back at six o'clock, move five centimeters to the side at nine o'clock, turn forty-three degrees at eight o'clock, and draw the knife in the direction of three-fifteen!"
The mistress paused and looked around the table: "Do you know why I shouted like this?"
"I don't know." All the magic-armored soldiers who were fascinated by what they heard shook their heads.
"This is because I have discovered that as long as Brother Ning takes two steps back to the six o'clock direction, moves five centimeters sideways to the nine o'clock direction, turns forty-three degrees to the eight o'clock direction, and then draws the knife in the four-fifteenth direction,
Wang Qiang will have a fatal flaw!"
"Third brother, didn't you take two steps back at nine o'clock, move five centimeters to the side at six o'clock, turn forty-five degrees at eight o'clock, and then draw the knife in the direction of three-fifteen... Why did it change to four o'clock?
It’s about fifteen minutes…”
A magic-armored soldier below raised his hand timidly and asked.
The mistress was dumbfounded: "Damn it, you remember this too."
Immediately, I saw him waving his hand like a fly: "Maybe I remembered it wrong or said it wrong. Don't interrupt, it's the critical moment. If you keep doing this, I will ask for sick leave to go circumcision, and then say
The surgical error will be directly blamed on the eunuch!"
"Sure enough, after that, under my constant guidance, Wang Qiang rushed left and right on the field, but he couldn't even touch Brother Ning's hair. Instead, he was hit by Brother Ning one after another. If it weren't for the disintegration of his demon, he would have died
He has been defeated countless times by holding on to the sixth-level magic armor."