Vol 3 Chapter 71: Nurturing magic sheath
Looking at the excited Meng Jianfeng, Zi Yan said with regret: "The magic knife has the intelligence, and he ran!"
Meng Jianfeng heard that he also regretted and asked: "What about the scabbard, the palm of the devil?"
Zi Yan looked at Meng Jianfeng, and his face showed an accident. I didn't expect this guy to know the magic knife messenger.
Meng Jianfeng said: "I am from Mengyu, although I am usually not to be seen, but some news can still be heard. So I have some understanding of the Mozu. The magic knife messenger is already the strongest force on the battlefield of the gods. Every time on the battlefield, countless spirits and protoss are killed by them."
Zi Yan said: "The palm of the devil is refining by me. As for the scabbard, it is still here."
“Can I have a look?” Meng Jianfeng’s mood has become excited again.
The purple scorpion took out the scabbard and threw it away at Meng Jianfeng.
Meng Jianfeng carefully picked it up and looked up and down. At the same time, he touched the road above the road with his hand, and suddenly he couldn't put it down.
"There has been rumors that the magic knife messenger has three treasures, the magic knife, the scabbard, the palm of the hand, the combination of the three, showing the peak of a knife, enough to sweep the same level."
Meng Jianfeng gently stroked the scabbard, as if touching the skin of a lover. "I didn't expect that one day I could personally observe this scabbard."
Zi Yan asked: "You said this scabbard is also a treasure?"
Meng Jianfeng nodded and said: "That is of course, this is the same level as the magic knife, called the spirit of the magic sheath, it is together with the magic knife on weekdays, warming the magic knife, but if there is no magic knife, put other long knife Among them, it can also play a role in raising the spirit. In addition to making the soul of the knife stronger, it can also enhance its quality and sharpness."
Then Meng Jianfeng sighed and said: "It's a pity, why do I use a sword? If I use a knife, is there a big chance?"
The purple scorpion took the scabbard and said faintly: "You think more, even if you use a knife, this is not your chance."
The voice fell, and the purple knives appeared in the hand.
Looking at the little stone knife in the hands of Zi Yan, Meng Jianfeng could not help but smile: "Why, can you call the knife? Don't be funny. Although this scabbard is somewhat extraordinary, it is not so extraordinary that even the knife can be warmed. ”
Zi Yan did not pay attention to Meng Jianfeng, the stone knife in his hand immediately enlarged, and then inserted into the scabbard.
"This……"
Seeing this scene, Meng Jianfeng was a bit dumbfounded.
Ziyan raised the scabbard in his hand and said, "How is it now?"
Meng Jianfeng is very speechless.
At this time, holding a long knife, Zi Yan is related to the world when he was in Lei Tian, the long knife with a sheath.
It was one of the nine poles of the world. When I came down to the Holy Spirit, Zi Yan knew that the world was very unusual. For example, there is a Mozu and a Protoss.
So what is the relationship between the original knife and the magic knife at the moment?
Hey!
The black wind appeared out of thin air, and the wind came out of it, saying: "There is a strange strange animal in front."
"Oh, is the original beast?"
When Zi Yan’s eyes are bright, Meng Jianfeng says: “Let’s take the road, it must be the original beast!”
The strange beasts mentioned by the wind are thousands of miles away.
When the purple sable arrived, it happened to see a strange animal and flew toward the horizon.
The body of the beast is shining, the breath is very unique, the whole body is covered with fine scales, and the head is a bit strange, like an irregular triangle.
"It's the original beast! Don't let it run, it's worth the price!"
Meng Jianfeng did not say anything, his body shape rushed forward.
His right hand, holding the hilt behind him, as he pulled closer, he broke out.
Hey!
A sharp sword, up against the sky, went straight to the original beast.
The original beast perceives an abnormality and immediately turns around. At the moment when the sword is approaching, there is a light on the surface of the body, and the light protects the body.
The sword gas opened and it fell on it.
A huge earthquake in Peng, the body of the original beast fell back.
Looking at the purple eyes of this scene, the look is different.
How powerful is Meng Jianfeng's sword, he is very clear, even if it is a powerful emperor, you can kill it with a sword.
But now, his sword went down, and the sword was smashed, but it only shattered the scales of the original beast.
Meng Jianfeng, who also saw this scene, could not help but curse: "It is native Warcraft!"
“What's the difference?” Zi Yan asked.
"Native World of Warcraft, energy attack is not strong, but the body is tyrannical, more powerful than the power of the Devil, killing is very laborious."
When Meng Jianfeng spoke, the whole person did not stop. He swiftly passed by the purple scorpion and the second sword broke out.
This sword is more powerful and falls on the body of the original beast, but it only leaves a **** mouth. Even minor injuries are not counted. At best, it is called skin trauma.
After the two strikes, the original beast was provoked, and it screamed and rushed toward Meng Jianfeng.
The body of the original beast shines and the speed becomes extremely fast.
Ziyan feels a distinctive atmosphere from it, very unique, and does not belong to any kind of god, devil or spirit.
A loud earthquake in Peng, Meng Jianfeng was hit by a man with a sword, and in the middle of the air, there was blood flying.
After hitting Meng Jianfeng, the original beast turned his head and stared at the purple sable. The scorpion was full of coldness.
"Purple, you are careful, its body is stronger than the power!"
Meng Jianfeng’s reminder just sounded, and the original beast rushed over, like a meteorite that whizzed.
On the purple scorpion, the light of the thunder lights up.
The Thunder was inspired by him, and countless forces gathered toward the fist.
The arrival of the original beast, Zi Yan a boxing out.
Thunder!
A fierce roar, the whole world is turbulent, and countless blasted thunders cover the body of the original beast.
In the thunder of the thunder, the purple scorpion body volleyed back, his fists uploaded a burst of pain.
On the opposite side of him, the original beast is also rolling out.
On the surface of the body, the residual thunder flashes, but there is no damage. Only in contact with the fist, some scales are broken and overflowing with blood.
The purple pupil can't help but shrink, and the other's body is really strong.
In the distance, Meng Jianfeng was shocked to see this scene.
Purple scorpion can hardly resist a native World of Warcraft, how is this possible?
You must know that the physical strength of the native World of Warcraft is even stronger than the power of the magic.
Just when Meng Jianfeng was shocked, he saw the purple scorpion rushing forward again, fighting with the native Warcraft.
The world is in the tremor ~ www.readwn.com ~ roaring sounds constantly, the thunder's power is frantically surging, forming ripples and undulations.
Looking at Meng Jianfeng, who is not weaker than the original World of Warcraft, suddenly his pupils shrank and he thought of some possibility.
"It is the power of the Thunder. Is he from the Sanctuary of the Lei?"
Meng Jianfeng feels incredible. People in the minefields who are high above, why come to such a remote place?
Moreover, when I was in the camp, I was actually targeted?
boom!
Another roar, I saw the body of the native World of Warcraft heading for the earth.
The purple scorpion then flew backwards, but at the time of the flight, the light in his hand flashed and the scabbard knife appeared.
The right hand is forced, and the stone knife is sheathed.
Hey!
There is a thunder between heaven and earth.
