Chapter 1154 Treasure House Guardian (9)
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Ye Yu Wen Ling 0
Chapter 1154 Treasure House Guardian ([-])
(Why is there no monthly pass? What do you mean by sponsor, Muhou Black Hand~)
The jade ruler was split forward.Simply, but not too neatly.The bright golden light turned into golden flames divided into ten parts, aiming at Ziying.
This is one of the special skills of the red-haired middle-aged man, called "Golden Flame Ten Slashes", the flames can lock the breath of the target, and will not stop until it hits the target.
"Oh!"
A golden flame hit Ziying, and Ziying's figure disappeared instantly.
died?The red-haired middle-aged man was a little surprised.
But the next moment he got the answer, Ziying's figure appeared not far away from Ziying's figure disappearing.
What a quick response!Such agility!The red-haired middle-aged man secretly praised.
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
Nine golden flames destroyed nine figures.
But Ziying's figure still appeared in the eyes of the red-haired middle-aged man.
The next moment, Ziying's figure moved.It's not rushing towards the red-haired middle-aged man, nor is there a rolling cold current, but in an instant, thousands of identical shadows are born and rushed towards the red-haired middle-aged man, either smiling lightly or coldly. Eye to eye, or expressionless, it is impossible to tell which is real and which is fake.
"What a terrifying phantom technique!"
The red-haired middle-aged man secretly praised, feeling quite helpless in his heart.If it wasn't restrained by the power of the soul that was grinded out by the soul mill, with his powerful soul power, it would not be difficult to distinguish Ziying's real body from thousands of phantoms.But now, he can only play by ear, treating every phantom as his real body.
Calmly swinging the ruler, sweeping across the body like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, smashing the phantoms one after another.
But it didn't hit Ziying's real body.The red-haired middle-aged man is not in a hurry, he knows that Ziying's real body will not appear so soon, and he must wait among the phantom group, looking for a chance to deal a fatal blow to him.He is very confident, within the range of his impenetrable wind around him, it is impossible for Ziying to have such a chance.When he wiped out the phantoms one by one, it was time for him to counterattack.
But the red-haired middle-aged man underestimated Ziying's weirdness. "Crack!" The red-haired middle-aged man felt a chill run down his spine as soon as he smashed a phantom.
Ziying's real body appeared behind the red-haired middle-aged man like a ghost, and stabbed the red-haired middle-aged man's back fiercely with double blades!
The sure unexpected is surprising.The pupils of the red-haired middle-aged man shrank, and Xuanyun Yuru was a backsweep.
The reaction of the red-haired middle-aged man was not unpleasant.But Ziying's double blades had already stabbed him!And not in two places, but in one point in no particular order!The body armor of the red-haired middle-aged man burst out with light spots and was pierced, and Ziying's double blades pierced into the red-haired middle-aged man's body.
It's just a pity that the purple shadow thorn was originally on the left back of the red-haired middle-aged man, and he wanted to pierce into the red-haired middle-aged man's chest cavity, but when the red-haired middle-aged man swung the ruler back and swept back, the left back slanted, and the double-edged It stabbed into the left shoulder of the red-haired middle-aged man.
At the same time, Xuanyun's jade ruler also struck Ziying's chest.Eight Star Doudi's sweeping attack, even though it was just a sweeping attack, was not insignificant.Fortunately, it was just a sweeping attack, and fortunately, Ziying had a stone armor to protect her body. Ziying's mouth was bleeding, and she was sent flying back by the jade ruler, and it was not a serious problem.
How could the red-haired middle-aged man use fighting skills to chase after Ziying!How could he not strive to make the injured red-haired middle-aged man worse!With a wave of the storm hand, the wind sword with a handle suddenly pointed at the red-haired middle-aged man.At this moment, the entire golden square is like a sea of wind swords.
"Ten thousand swords return to the sect"!
(End of this chapter)
(Why is there no monthly pass? What do you mean by sponsor, Muhou Black Hand~)
The jade ruler was split forward.Simply, but not too neatly.The bright golden light turned into golden flames divided into ten parts, aiming at Ziying.
This is one of the special skills of the red-haired middle-aged man, called "Golden Flame Ten Slashes", the flames can lock the breath of the target, and will not stop until it hits the target.
"Oh!"
A golden flame hit Ziying, and Ziying's figure disappeared instantly.
died?The red-haired middle-aged man was a little surprised.
But the next moment he got the answer, Ziying's figure appeared not far away from Ziying's figure disappearing.
What a quick response!Such agility!The red-haired middle-aged man secretly praised.
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
Nine golden flames destroyed nine figures.
But Ziying's figure still appeared in the eyes of the red-haired middle-aged man.
The next moment, Ziying's figure moved.It's not rushing towards the red-haired middle-aged man, nor is there a rolling cold current, but in an instant, thousands of identical shadows are born and rushed towards the red-haired middle-aged man, either smiling lightly or coldly. Eye to eye, or expressionless, it is impossible to tell which is real and which is fake.
"What a terrifying phantom technique!"
The red-haired middle-aged man secretly praised, feeling quite helpless in his heart.If it wasn't restrained by the power of the soul that was grinded out by the soul mill, with his powerful soul power, it would not be difficult to distinguish Ziying's real body from thousands of phantoms.But now, he can only play by ear, treating every phantom as his real body.
Calmly swinging the ruler, sweeping across the body like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, smashing the phantoms one after another.
But it didn't hit Ziying's real body.The red-haired middle-aged man is not in a hurry, he knows that Ziying's real body will not appear so soon, and he must wait among the phantom group, looking for a chance to deal a fatal blow to him.He is very confident, within the range of his impenetrable wind around him, it is impossible for Ziying to have such a chance.When he wiped out the phantoms one by one, it was time for him to counterattack.
But the red-haired middle-aged man underestimated Ziying's weirdness. "Crack!" The red-haired middle-aged man felt a chill run down his spine as soon as he smashed a phantom.
Ziying's real body appeared behind the red-haired middle-aged man like a ghost, and stabbed the red-haired middle-aged man's back fiercely with double blades!
The sure unexpected is surprising.The pupils of the red-haired middle-aged man shrank, and Xuanyun Yuru was a backsweep.
The reaction of the red-haired middle-aged man was not unpleasant.But Ziying's double blades had already stabbed him!And not in two places, but in one point in no particular order!The body armor of the red-haired middle-aged man burst out with light spots and was pierced, and Ziying's double blades pierced into the red-haired middle-aged man's body.
It's just a pity that the purple shadow thorn was originally on the left back of the red-haired middle-aged man, and he wanted to pierce into the red-haired middle-aged man's chest cavity, but when the red-haired middle-aged man swung the ruler back and swept back, the left back slanted, and the double-edged It stabbed into the left shoulder of the red-haired middle-aged man.
At the same time, Xuanyun's jade ruler also struck Ziying's chest.Eight Star Doudi's sweeping attack, even though it was just a sweeping attack, was not insignificant.Fortunately, it was just a sweeping attack, and fortunately, Ziying had a stone armor to protect her body. Ziying's mouth was bleeding, and she was sent flying back by the jade ruler, and it was not a serious problem.
How could the red-haired middle-aged man use fighting skills to chase after Ziying!How could he not strive to make the injured red-haired middle-aged man worse!With a wave of the storm hand, the wind sword with a handle suddenly pointed at the red-haired middle-aged man.At this moment, the entire golden square is like a sea of wind swords.
"Ten thousand swords return to the sect"!
(End of this chapter)
