Chapter 475: Unlucky

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The monk shot, Zi Yan did not stop, of course, he did not mean to stop.

The monk is chopped with a knife, the knife light is constantly flashing, the chill is forced to push, the monk with the knife, it seems to be amazing, and the monk with the knife to cut people, it is a thousand years of trouble, even the purple scorpion that relaxes It also feels weird.

So, he held his arms and simply went to the side, watching the monk take the knife and slashing people. Anyway, the trophy afterwards, everyone is to be divided, and it must be a konjac.

"Peng."

When the knife was passed, a spirit soldier was cut off, and the royal air was directly hit and hit, hitting a big tree, and the black was completely faint.

The blade of the long knife slammed into an imperial air, and instantly, the other party’s eyes were obviously frightened and inevitable. At this time, the blade turned and turned into a knife back, chopped in the other’s heart and beat each other. Fly out.

The energy oscillates, making the emptiness of the spleen and blood, and when it falls, it is fainted.

The monk is full of body, the golden light flashes, such as the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, with the large pieces of golden light swaying, and several emptiness are scattered, and then fainted.

As for those who are not faint, they are lying on the ground and mourning, their voices are fierce, they are rolling again and again, and they lose their strength in a short time.

"Abominable, the poor have said it, handing over everything on the body, you have to listen, you have to force the benevolent family to shoot."

As the voice fell, the sword in the hand of the monk was another turn, and another Yukong was shot and stunned against the old tree.

All around, the other people were so dumbfounded that they did not react immediately. The people who lie on the ground and mourn the monks, all heard the monk's impulse to greet the monk.

"You **** is a slap-up bald scoop, dare to pretend to be a family member, but also **** kindness, do you have a relationship with benevolent half-piece stone?" The mourning people are not in the heart, the bald scoop is very good. Oh, let them lose their ability to speak in a short time, only to mourn.

So the words of this bald-headed mother with a greeting can only be placed in the heart.

"Bald scoop, give me a die." After the monk overturned eight people, the other emptiness finally reacted, roaring, roaring, shouting, and screaming toward the monk.

"Hey."

The long knife trembled, scorned, swept the square, and then there was a squeaking sound. Many of the spirits were broken, and the monk with the knife, like entering the uninhabited territory, stunned a single air, simple and easy.

Not far away, Zi Yan looked nodded again and again, while his eyes swept to a single position, thinking in his heart, who's strength is very strong, when you grab the spiritual ring, the wealth of the strong spiritual ring, naturally more some.

The previous stuns knocked down eight people, not counting Ning Yun, and there were eleven emptiness. Soon, the eleven people fell, five people were lucky to faint, and the other six were mourning.

"Bald scoop, go to death." At this time, Ning Yun, who was watching from the side, finally seized the opportunity and gave a burst of drink. He wandered around the monk, and his long sword trembled, giving off a terrible breath, toward the monk. Go.

"Amitabha, the barren is a monk is not a bald." The monk put down a long knife, turned around, hands clasped together, the whole body flashed, the mouth buddha, the treasure is solemn, in the face of this strong blow, he did not use Dan Bing, It is to resist by strength.

A golden mask appeared on the surface of the body, golden light, with golden runes in it, and an old monk was chanting.

The Buddha's guardian body reappears, claiming to be the strongest defense in the world.

"Peng."

The long sword squatted on the reticle and made a sound of explosion. The boundless energy began to surge, and the mask shook, changing, and screaming golden.

The two kinds of energy are constantly colliding and glued together to render a golden light. The ruinous atmosphere above the Dan soldiers slowly dissipates in the glue, and the mask of the monk's body is also dim.

Eventually, the mask cracked and burst open instantly, and the resulting gas explosion directly shook Ning Yun, and even the people brought weapons, throwing a long way.

"Amitabha, the sneak attack on the old lord behind the small donor is really a villain." The monk's hands clasped together and became solemn and solemn, like a very high sorghum.

The strength of the monk is so shocking that even the mourning of the surrounding area has weakened a lot. Without the vacant atmosphere, they are all looking at the monk with horror.

It’s too strong to block the Dan soldiers with the body.

"Hey, you are this bald." In the distance, Ning Yun stood up, his face turned white, his body was still tumbling, unable to attack in the first time, only to look at the monk with cold eyes.

Although the monk blocked the blow, he was not convinced. If he made the strength stronger, and the monk defended, the monk would die.

"kill."

After a slight gasp, after a slight adjustment, Ning Yun once again held a long sword and went to the monk. This time, the surging of the Dan soldiers was stronger.

He stepped on his feet, his body shape was off the ground, and his long sword flashed in the hands of the brilliance, with the breath of Dan soldiers, and turned to the monk.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher's knife, set up the land to become a Buddha, you don't want to obsess the little donor." The monk's body, the strongest defense appeared again, and the golden light flashed.

"Peng."

Another boring explosion, terrible energy flow, the two energy is constantly glued, and finally, the monk's mask is broken, but Ning Yun did not benefit, and was once again bombarded.

Everyone saw the monk's gaze, and it has already changed, and the monk who does not take the knife is like a great sorghum. Everyone has begun to believe that the other is a monk who is not a bald.

"Amitabha, the little donors don't obsess, don't realize, the so-called money is the source of the body, it is the source of all sin, all can be liberated, why should it be attached?" The monk spoke again and looked compassionate.

The people didn't know what they meant before, but after listening carefully, there was another impulse to greet the monks.

Grab things and grab things, but also **** so deep, it makes a difference.

At this moment, everyone has believed that the monk is a true monk, but it is a wicked, alternative evil.

"Bald scoop, talk nonsense, die." Ning Yun stood up for the second time, the Dan soldiers in the hands lit up again, rushed to the monk.

He feels aggrieved and angry. He is a Ning family, bringing 19 strong people. He can use a combination of methods, that is, he is not afraid of encountering Dan Yuan.

But this is the **** bald scoop, he is uneasy to play cards, he has not self-reported the door, he first launched an attack, with the thunder of the situation, knocked down other people, making the combination is useless.

"Peng."

Ning Yun, who was rushing straight, was shocked for the third time. This time, he really felt the difference in strength between the two sides. This bald strength is really strong and much stronger than him. If the other side holds Dan soldiers, a round, maybe Can kill him.

So, Ning Yun served.

"Hand over the source of sin, you will feel comfortable both physically and mentally, don't be obsessed with it." The monk is such a sentence, almost vomiting blood.

He simply turned his head and then saw a smile on his face and a leisurely look at the play.

"You are going to die." He didn't know where to come from the courage, instantly bounced from the ground, and then rushed to the purple.

The Dan soldier in his hand has already spurred the glare in the air, the horrible energy surging, squatting toward the purple scorpion, and if he is mad, his heart is completely worried. Since he can't beat the bald, he simply hits another one.

"Overbearing punches."

However, he did not expect that the other one was a royal air period, but it was not worse than a bald, or even stronger.

Because the bald scoop is just a defense, and this guy in the air period is attacking.

In front of his eyes, the young and empty youth of humans and animals, in the next moment, the breath has become extremely fierce, the body shape has become sturdy and overbearing, and then, a golden fist than the Dan soldiers, against the air on.

"boom."

The blast of the tremor came from the celestial scorpion. This time there was no energy glued, no competition for each other, and some just a blow to win.

Ning Yun was shot in the air, and he coughed up blood, directly flew out a hundred meters and hung on the treetops.

His mouth was bleeding, his face was already a blank, and other royal airs could not be said in one sentence, but his heart was mourning.

In the end, this is what happened to two people, a late stage of the Royal Air, with a strong defense, can block the Dan soldiers, but the other one, only the Royal Air period, but it was a blow to the injured Ning Yun.

Ning Yun was unwilling to roar, his body shape fell from the treetops, and he could not beat both of them. It was very unwilling.

At this time, his gaze saw the konjac that was running. He knew that this was a pet in the air period, and his eyes turned cold instantly. Well, since he couldn’t beat people, he killed the beast.

He shot for the fifth time, but this time he killed the konjac. The konjac only had a big fist. It looked like a pet that was harmless to humans and animals. He would rather have confidence. This attack can kill the enemy. His mouth has already A sneer after killing the enemy.

But soon, Ning Yun’s sneer on his face solidified, and he saw the little guy who was slap in the palm of his hand. Suddenly he turned into a behemoth. The tall figure was a few heads higher than Ning Yun, so that Ning Yun had to look up at each other.

Then Ning Yun saw the konjac waving his hand to himself, and the black light was lingering. He felt his hand loose, and the Dan soldier had disappeared. At the same time, a strong attack came, and Ning Yun was black. People had already flown dozens of meters. outer.

Fast, everything is too fast, everyone who is quick can't wait.

Ning Yun spit blood ~ www.readwn.com ~ teeth have been knocked out a few, the hands of the Dan soldiers, has reached the hands of the shadow, repeatedly frustrated, his eyes, finally have fear.

"Hand over the Spirit, or kill it."

After that, it is a lot simpler. It is nothing more than searching for wealth. On the way, they have been very skilled in this move, and even the konjac has become a master.

The spiritual ring of all people was searched all over, and all the valuable things were taken away. Some clothes and food were left to the other party.

"Well, you can go." For this harvest, the monk was very satisfied and waved directly to the crowd.

Ning Yun has been staring at the purple sable and looking again. The look is very ugly, because the purple scorpion is holding his Dan soldier.

But in the end, he didn't dare to ask for it, and turned away with everyone.

"It’s really awkward, so many people, even a place in the district has not been found."

After hearing the words of the monk’s dissatisfaction, Ning Yun’s body shape was awkward and almost fell.