After dozens of rounds, Mo Ximen has been forced to be flustered, and he can only rely on the big gourd at his feet to avoid it.
"Old things, physical strength is so good." Meximen complained repeatedly.
The old man sneered, freaky and inseparable from the key of Mo Ximen, and he also wanted to snatch the bronze sword in the hands of Mo Ximen. Thanks to Mo Ximen’s quick response, he took back the bronze sword in time.
"Junior, I will discipline you well and teach you how to respect your elders." The old man hasn’t forgotten to make taunts.
"Bullying a younger generation is nothing. If it weren’t for the broken magic weapon, I would behead you!" Simon ink grinned loudly.
"When I’m dying, I have to show my breath. Today, I will not only chop you, but also take off your father’s head." The old man rushed up with a smile, and the bronze spear stabbed Simon’s eyebrows.
"Jingle!"
The bronze blade even blocked this attack.
Zhuge stood in the distance before dawn and thought twice. Now he has many enemies in the south, but he really has few friends. And this Mo Ximen, he is the son of Mo Li, and Mo Li is a friend of Zhen Long San, who has helped himself many times in Kyushu. Thought of here, Zhuge Liang felt that Mo Ximen could make friends with him. Therefore, Zhuge Liang didn’t light up and shouted, "Master Simon, come here and show you something good!"
Mo Ximen, who was in a mess to avoid the attack, looked inside and saw Zhuge not bright and waved to himself in the distance.
"Come here, let me show you something good." Zhuge is not bright and walked over.
"Busy? Didn’t you see? By the way, do you still have yin and yang fire? Burn this old diao! " Simon said with a face of anger.
"Come on, come here." Zhuge still waved before dawn.
Mo Ximen dodged an attack from the old man and flew towards Zhuge Buliang.
"No one can save you!" The old man also carried war spear to kill him.
Mo Ximen turned around and cut out a sword, forcing the old man to retreat. He turned to Zhuge and said, "What good thing?"
Zhuge shook his hand before he lit up, and a bronze hilt flew towards Mo Ximen.
"This is" Simon was taken aback and immediately showed joy.
"what!" The old man who caught up behind also panicked and looked at the flying bronze hilt with disbelief.
"Hum ~ ~ ~" The bronze blade vibrates, and it flies to cater to the bronze hilt. "clang", the two are integrated, the bronze blade and the bronze hilt are connected together, and the broken seam is actually actively compatible. Green light flashing, a complete bronze sword appeared in front of several people.
Mo Ximen was ecstatic, with a dedicated bronze sword, and laughed: "Wow, quack quack, old bastard, I don’t think you will die! ！”
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Chapter 466 Swallow the spirit and seize the spirit
Bronze sword in hand, ink Simon walk the line, the whole people momentum instantly, the sword cut to the old man, no firm but gentle, but there is an invisible sword wave, instantly enveloped the old man Fiona Fang dozens of meters.
The terrible sword wave was mighty, and the old man quickly flew back, but he still didn’t avoid falling off, and his lower body was smashed into blood fog by sword wave.
"what!" The old man was surprised. He didn’t expect this bronze sword to be so powerful.
At the same time, the change here has been in the ink scale, and the real dragon scattered people and the middle-aged man holding the candlestick and war spear observed. Seeing the appearance of an intact ancient blade of the sword, the middle-aged man could not help but change color. And this stupidly kung fu, MoMei has killed the front.
"poof!"
Before the old man could reorganize his body, the terrible sword wave came again, and one of his arms was unfortunately smashed.
"Ha ha ha! You old bastard, you’re used to bossing around, aren’t you? Today, I will teach you well! " Simon laughed and rushed towards the old man.
The old man was depressed and nearly vomited blood, so he was scolded by a young player, and his face was naturally not related. But now is not the time to consider the problem of face, the sword wave swept again. The old man suddenly spit out one mouthful blood, and a little blue light and a little rainbow light shone on his chest, and a sword of red and blue armor appeared on the old man’s body.
This is an ice and fire armor, which was originally at odds with each other, but after being tempered, this armor is compatible with ice and fire, and its defense is amazing.
Unlike Kyushu, the practitioners of the universe are not limited to the spiritual root attribute to practice magic. However, after transforming the true element into spiritual power, Fan Xiu will be completely reborn, and will no longer be suppressed by the spiritual root attribute and cannot practice other magical spells.
"Jingle!"
A string of Mars jumped up, and the sword wave hit the old man, but it didn’t destroy his armor.
"This son of a bitch is quite powerful." Mo Ximen grinned, waved the bronze sword again, and the invisible sword wave swept out, flying the old man out.
Although the fire and water armor on him offset most of the sword waves, the old man was still hurt, even spitting out more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood, as if he didn’t want money.
On the other side, the dragon scattered people and got rid of the enemy with fire. She stood side by side with Ink Scale, looked at Zhuge’s unlit side, pinched her slender fingers, and laughed, "The time is just right."
"Huanglong Xianyou has figured out that there will be noble people to help today?" Ink scales around.
Zhenlong scattered humanity: "A little, but I didn’t expect it to be him."
The middle-aged man saw that he was besieged by two powerful enemies, and on the other side, Meximen also got a complete ancient god blade, and the power was horrible to his imagination, seeing that the old man had gradually lost. Within ten swords, the fire and water armor of the old man will be broken.
"ding!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man took out a silvery white marble, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and then flicked it to the ink scale and the real dragon.
"Not good! Go back quickly! " Ink scales let out a cry, and the real dragon scattered people quickly fell back.
The silver-white marbles exploded rapidly, and at the moment, within dozens of miles of Fiona Fang, the silver-white Lei Guang appeared at first sight, and the whole area was all shrouded in horrible thunder. The surrounding mountains and ancient forests turned into a barren land in an instant.
"Zhang Jiao, you" old man’s face changed greatly.