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Vol 3 Chapter 1974 Yanyang Er Lao (2)
The night feathers were invaded by the other side, but the short old man was also uncomfortable.
At this moment, the only remaining one of the short old man is full of blood red, and the body is black and the clothes are also damaged a lot, revealing the skin full of scars.
“Little girl, you are the most powerful young person I have ever met, but unfortunately, you have to die here today.”
The short old man’s mouth showed a hint of shackles, raised his arm from the corner of his mouth, and a gray dan medicine did not hesitate to swallow it.
Peng!
The medicinal herb seems to be a kind of secret medicine. The medicinal herbs are under the belly. A short group of old people rushes out a gray suffocating gas. Then the suffocating suffocates and is sucked into the mouth by the old man.
Booming.
As the suffocating gas enters the body, the momentum of the short old man is constantly rising. In the blink of an eye, it has already exceeded the peak of Huangling, and faintly enters the realm of mysterious spirit.
“Well?” The night feathers squinted, the wings behind the shoulders patted gently, and the whole person floated into the air.
“Cough–” The short old man absorbed the suffocating suffocation, and the momentum in the body no longer climbed.
The night feathers floated in the air, blinking and looking at the old man, and the heart flashed a little strange, is this still human?
After the short old man absorbed the suffocating suffocation, the whole face was full of dead gray, and the other skin became grayish gray, giving people a feeling more like a ghost.
“Cough-” The short old man made a sound like a broken bellows: “You have to die…”
Call!
The old man’s palms are swaying with force, and a spirit is practising with the gray suffocating volume to the night feathers.
The night feathers blinked, and the wrists squirted in two-color flames, and the spiritual powers together with the suffocating gas burned into nothingness.
Resolve the attack, the night feathers hang down, “Well? Not seen?”
“Dead!”
The hoarse voice screamed behind the night feathers.
Purple shadow flash! Purple shadow flash!
The night feathers were shocked, and several purple shadows were used in succession, and more than ten meters in the air.
‘what happened? My blood thunder is actually invalid? ! ’
The night feathers mentally firmly locked the short old man, and his eyes were full of horror.
It’s been a long time since I left, and the night feathers encounter the first attack that the blood thunder can’t sense!
The short old man turned to look at the night feathers, and the one-eyed, gray-white arm waved again, and it was a spiritual force to roll to the night feathers.
As before, the night feathers slammed a flame to dispel the spirit, but this night feathers added caution, mental strength has been firmly locked in the old man.
The night feathers and the soul-splitting blade are slanted to the right side, and the sharp blade can be pierced even by the steel plate under the injection of spiritual power, but…
Hey!
The night feathers smashed in the chest of the old man, piercing the clothes, and the tip of the knife reached the chest of the old man but could not stab again.
“It’s weird!”
The night feathers blinked and had to use the purple shadow to avoid the attack again.
“This level of attack also wants to hurt me? You are killed!” The shorter old man’s eyes became more and more embarrassing, and the whole person directly rushed to the night feathers.
The sword is invalid?
The night feathers slammed and analyzed the situation at hand. The secret of the old man should strengthen the physical strength. It is the degree to the physical defense to achieve a hard-resistant knife. It completely ignores the defensive melee attack and can maximize his arrogance.
‘If that’s the case, let’s taste this! ’
The night feathers slammed their arms, and a group of spirits swayed out, quickly condensing around the arms.
The short old man came to the night feathers again, and the iron hand slammed the night feathers to the chest.
Hey!
The night feathers lifted the knife and blocked it, while at the same time the right arm was ready for the spirit.
Detecting the cloud!