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Vol 3 Chapter 1977 Guild Wars and Yang Er Lao (3)
Puff puff.
The night feathers know that the old man is very angry, his jade hand has not been attacked, and the jade boxing has been recovered in half.
The remaining twenty spiritual forces directly hit the chest of the short old man.
The old man apparently did not expect the night feathers to have such exquisite spiritual power. The arm was in front of him, and the body trembled with a spiritual bombardment. The whole person was blasted for more than ten meters.
“Cough -”
The old man looked down at his chest, and a few clothes were broken, revealing the gray skin inside, and there were more than a dozen small wounds on the skin.
The short old man’s eyes were condensed, and there was some faint fear in his eyes. He looked up at the night feathers, and the old man smiled coldly: “The spirit is good, almost to break my defense, but unfortunately!”
The night feathers also found the situation on the old man. Seeing that the cloud can cause damage, the night feathers are more certain of their own judgment. This old man can defend the knife and gun, but can not completely defend the spiritual power.
That being the case…
The night feathers slammed their arms, and a large flame spurted out. Under the control of the fire, the two-color fire condensed into a fire and rushed to the old man.
Boom!
In the face of the old man of the fire and phoenix, the body’s spiritual force surged directly forward, and the two collided. The old man’s body swelled and formed a barrier to completely guard against the fire.
The fire caught the snoring sound of the suffocating fire, but it could not burn to the short old man.
“It’s amazing!” The night feathers blinked, and their own cards were not much!
As soon as the teeth were bitten, the flames of the night feathers spurted again, and at the same time a bunch of white spirits gathered in the palm.
The short old man tore the fire phoenix, just rushed to the night feathers, and once again rolled a flame in front of him.
“Hey!” The short old man snorted, his self-sufficiency was strong, his hands were clawed, and he directly went into the flames.
With a force to tear, the flames are refined and the ignition light is dissipated in the air.
It is easy to break the attack of the night feathers. The old man’s mouth is awkward, and the tone is a bit more disdainful: “The insects are small… Hey!”
The short old man did not finish, suddenly felt a cold chest, some difficult to look down at the chest, a white spear has penetrated his heart.
“The **** of tyrants.”
The sound of the night feathers sounds cold.
The short old man looked up at the night feathers, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. He did not believe that his defense was broken by a little girl!
I want to raise my hand and pull out the white spear from the chest. The short old man finds that the spiritual power in the body is passing fast, and the body has not listened.
The eyes are gradually full of dead gray, and the wings flapped behind the old man can no longer be maintained.
The wings were broken, and the body of the short old man fell below the forest and slammed into the mountain.
Hey!
The night feathers fall to the ground, and the chest is slightly breathing. With the repair of the night feathers and the yellow spirit peaks, the use of the ground level spirits has a lot of load on the body.
Going to the place where the old man fell, the night feathers were a bit strange.
“Well? This secret is so strange!”
The night feathers looked at the old man on the ground, facing up to the sky, the limbs were stiff, and the pupils had long since disappeared. With a touch of dead gray, the skin not only did not return to its original state, but gradually became like a rock.
The night feathers used the spirit to explore the situation in the old man’s body. Those suffocating gases gradually invaded the internal organs, and the whole person was almost “Petrified”.
A flame was ejected at will, and the night feathers cremated the old man’s body.
Boom!
The body has just been cleaned and the air is once again under pressure.