Demon King Priest Chapter 240: Sword and Demon Shadow (Part 2) (third, four more in one)

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Can't flash, Bridit found that no matter if she stepped back, avoided left or right, or jumped up, she couldn't flash this flash like lightning. With the momentum that my sword had, it was like breaking her soul completely. I'm afraid it's the same as this knife said, this is a knife that once killed a dragon, and a deadly stunt to kill a powerful dragon.

Can she defeat the dragon? The answer is impossible, at least now she doesn't even have the qualifications to be a dragon opponent. Faced with this slaying sword, all her resistance was useless.

But, even so, she still has to fight, she won't die so weakly! Even if it is so desperate that she can no longer despair, she will fight to the last moment.

Five yo-yos flew in front of Bridet, forming a positive pentagonal shield. This is the defense that gathers all Bridit's strength, and her strongest shield.

"Crack!" I heard the sound of her baby's broken yo-yo, and she couldn't stop it. Even if she had tried her best, the opponent's attack power was so strong that she could almost completely ignore it. Her defense.

It is often said that when you are about to die, you will remember all the things in your life, and Bridet now feels that kind of scenery.

She was born in a poor and backward tribe. The population of the entire tribe is only a few hundred people. Everyone lives in hardship, but everyone has a smile on their faces. From a very young age, she received many gifts from everyone, and everyone gave the greatest love to the newborn children of this tribe.

When she was a child, there was nothing special about her. Like other children, she loved to play, ran around, and always made everyone laugh. There is only one difference from other people, that is, her hands are very dexterous. When playing with all kinds of intellectual toys, her thinking speed may not be better than others, but her hands must be the fastest. .

Among them, the yo-yo attached to the silk thread is her favorite toy. She can manipulate this toy like a part of her body. And even she herself didn’t know when this talent developed into combat effectiveness. She would never forget how surprised everyone looked when she used her own unique skills to kill a giant bear for the first time. Hold her.

Afterwards, her life was farewell to her hometown, and the elders who discovered her talent sent her to the Southern Church, a holy land specially used to train war witches. There, she met many good sisters, and finally found out that her body, which had never grown up, was abnormal.

The years of hard exercise always passed quickly. When she officially became a **** witch and returned to the village, everyone enthusiastically embraced her. For the first time she saw so many smiles and joy.

Because she became a **** witch, everyone in her hometown never went hungry. Newborn children can get more food, and sick elderly people can also get better care.

So she is satisfied with her identity and has been working hard for it. Participating in the brave conference and getting to know Astaroth (Ulysses) gave her more motivation to move forward.

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die like this, she wants to live! She still has many, many things she wants to do, many, many wishes she wants to accomplish. She was unwilling to die like this here.

"Crack!" The fourth yo-yo shattered. In front of the knife that was enough to cut through the dragon's defense, Bridget's power had reached its limit.

Then, a new voice appeared.

"Ding!" This is the sound of swords intertwining, resounding through the sky.

"Fourth Wave." Ulysses and the abyss in his hand were convicted and turned into a stream of black and white. At the last moment, he blocked the dragon slaying for Bridt, and put her from the desperate situation. Brought it out.

—Time is not enough, the next part will be modified and completed in about two hours, sorry--

Can't flash, Bridit found that no matter if she stepped back, avoided left or right, or jumped up, she couldn't flash this flash like lightning.

The momentum that the knife possesses is like cutting her soul into pieces. I'm afraid it's the same as this knife said, this is a knife that once killed a dragon, and a deadly stunt to kill a powerful dragon.

Can she defeat the dragon? The answer is impossible, at least now she doesn't even have the qualifications to be a dragon opponent. Faced with this slaying sword, all her resistance was useless.

But, even so, she still has to fight, she won't die so weakly! Even if it is so desperate that she can no longer despair, she will fight to the last moment.

Five yo-yos flew in front of Bridet, forming a positive pentagonal shield. This is the defense that gathers all Bridit's strength, and her strongest shield. "Ka!" I heard the sound of her baby's yo-yo breaking, and she couldn't stop it. Even if she had tried her best, the opponent's attack power was too strong, so strong that she could almost completely ignore her defense. .

It is often said that when you are about to die, you will remember all the things in your life, and Bridet now feels that kind of scenery.

She was born in a poor and backward tribe. The population of the entire tribe is only a few hundred people. Everyone lives in hardship, but everyone has a smile on their faces. From a very young age, she received many gifts from everyone, and everyone gave the greatest love to the newborn children of this tribe.

When she was a child, there was nothing special about her. Like other children, she loved to play, ran around, and always made everyone laugh. There is only one difference from other people, that is, her hands are very dexterous. When playing with all kinds of intellectual toys, her thinking speed may not be better than others, but her hands must be the fastest. .

Among them, the yo-yo attached to the silk thread is her favorite toy. She can manipulate this toy like a part of her body. And even she herself didn’t know when this talent developed into combat effectiveness. She would never forget how surprised everyone looked when she used her own unique skills to kill a giant bear for the first time. Hold her.

Afterwards, her life was farewell to her hometown, and the elders who discovered her talent sent her to the Southern Church, a holy land specially used to train war witches. There, she met many good sisters, and finally found out that her body, which had never grown up, was abnormal.

The years of hard exercise always passed quickly. When she officially became a **** witch and returned to the village, everyone enthusiastically embraced her. For the first time she saw so many smiles and joy.

Because she became a **** witch, everyone in her hometown never went hungry. Newborn children can get more food, and sick elderly people can also get better care.

So she is satisfied with her identity and has been working hard for it. Participating in the brave conference and getting to know Astaroth (Ulysses) gave her more motivation to move forward.

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die like this, she wants to live! She still has many, many things she wants to do, many, many wishes she wants to accomplish. She was unwilling to die like this here.

"Crack!" The fourth yo-yo shattered. In front of the knife that was enough to cut through the dragon's defense, Bridget's power had reached its limit.

Then, a new voice appeared.

"Ding!" This is the sound of swords intertwining, resounding through the sky.

"Fourth Wave." Ulysses and the abyss in his hand were convicted and turned into a stream of black and white. At the last moment, he blocked the dragon slaying for Bridt, and put her from the desperate situation. Brought it out.

The draft didn't flash, and Bridget found that no matter if he stepped back, avoided left or right, or jumped up, he couldn't flash the lightning-like stroke.

The momentum that the knife possesses is like cutting her soul into pieces. I'm afraid it's the same as this knife said, this is a knife that once killed a dragon, and a deadly stunt to kill a powerful dragon.

Can she defeat the dragon? The answer is impossible, at least now she doesn't even have the qualifications to be a dragon opponent. Faced with this slaying sword, all her resistance was useless.

But, even so, she still has to fight, she won't die so weakly! Even if it is so desperate that she can no longer despair, she will fight to the last moment.

Five yo-yos flew in front of Bridet, forming a positive pentagonal shield. This is the defense that gathers all Bridit's strength, and her strongest shield.

"Crack!" I heard the sound of her baby's broken yo-yo, and she couldn't stop it. Even if she had tried her best, the opponent's attack power was so strong that she could almost completely ignore it. Her defense.

It is often said that when you are about to die, you will remember all the things in your life, and Bridet now feels that kind of scenery.

She was born in a poor and backward tribe. The population of the entire tribe is only a few hundred people. Everyone lives in hardship, but everyone has a smile on their faces. From a very young age, she received many gifts from everyone, and everyone gave the greatest love to the newborn children of this tribe.

When she was a child, there was nothing special about her. Like other children, she loved to play, ran around, and always made everyone laugh. There is only one difference from other people, that is, her hands are very dexterous. When playing with all kinds of intellectual toys, her thinking speed may not be better than others, but her hands must be the fastest. .

Among them, the yo-yo attached to the silk thread is her favorite toy. She can manipulate this toy like a part of her body. And even she herself didn’t know when this talent developed into combat effectiveness. She would never forget how surprised everyone looked when she used her own unique skills to kill a giant bear for the first time. Hold her.

Afterwards, her life was farewell to her hometown, and the elders who discovered her talent sent her to the Southern Church, a holy land specially used to train war witches. There, she met many good sisters, and finally found out that her body, which had never grown up, was abnormal.

The years of hard exercise always passed quickly. When she officially became a **** witch and returned to the village, everyone enthusiastically embraced her. For the first time she saw so many smiles and joy.

Because she became a **** witch, everyone in her hometown never went hungry. Newborn children can get more food, and sick elderly people can also get better care.

So she is satisfied with her identity and has been working hard for it. Participating in the brave conference and getting to know Astaroth (Ulysses) gave her more motivation to move forward.

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die like this, she wants to live! She still has many, many things she wants to do, many, many wishes she wants to accomplish. She was unwilling to die like this here.

"Crack!" The fourth yo-yo shattered. In front of the knife that was enough to cut through the dragon's defense, Bridget's power had reached its limit.

Then, a new voice appeared.

"Ding!" This is the sound of swords intertwining, resounding through the sky.

"Fourth Wave." Ulysses and the abyss in his hand were convicted and turned into a stream of black and white. At the last moment, he blocked the dragon slaying for Bridt, and put her from the desperate situation. Brought it out.

Can't flash, Bridit found that no matter if she stepped back, avoided left or right, or jumped up, she couldn't flash this flash like lightning.

The momentum that the knife possesses is like cutting her soul into pieces. I'm afraid it's the same as this knife said, this is a knife that once killed a dragon, and a deadly stunt to kill a powerful dragon.

Can she defeat the dragon? The answer is impossible, at least now she doesn't even have the qualifications to be a dragon opponent. Faced with this slaying sword, all her resistance was useless.

But, even so, she still has to fight, she won't die so weakly! Even if it is so desperate that she can no longer despair, she will fight to the last moment.

Five yo-yos flew in front of Bridet, forming a positive pentagonal shield. This is the defense that gathers all Bridit's strength, and her strongest shield.

"Crack!" I heard the sound of her baby's broken yo-yo, and she couldn't stop it. Even if she had tried her best, the opponent's attack power was so strong that she could almost completely ignore it. Her defense.

It is often said that when you are about to die, you will remember all the things in your life, and Bridet now feels that kind of scenery.

She was born in a poor and backward tribe. The population of the entire tribe is only a few hundred people. Everyone lives in hardship, but everyone has a smile on their faces. From a very young age, she received many gifts from everyone, and everyone gave the greatest love to the newborn children of this tribe.

When she was a child, there was nothing special about her. Like other children, she loved to play, ran around, and always made everyone laugh. There is only one difference from other people, that is, her hands are very dexterous. When playing with all kinds of intellectual toys, her thinking speed may not be better than others, but her hands must be the fastest. .

Among them, the yo-yo attached to the silk thread is her favorite toy. She can manipulate this toy like a part of her body. And even she herself didn’t know when this talent developed into combat effectiveness. She would never forget how surprised everyone looked when she used her own unique skills to kill a giant bear for the first time. Hold her.

Afterwards, her life was farewell to her hometown, and the elders who discovered her talent sent her to the Southern Church, a holy land specially used to train war witches. There, she met many good sisters, and finally found out that her body, which had never grown up, was abnormal.

The years of hard exercise always passed quickly. When she officially became a **** witch and returned to the village, everyone enthusiastically embraced her. For the first time she saw so many smiles and joy.

Because she became a **** witch, everyone in her hometown never went hungry. Newborn children can get more food, and sick elderly people can also get better care.

So she is satisfied with her identity and has been working hard for it. Participating in the brave conference and getting to know Astaroth (Ulysses) gave her more motivation to move forward.

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die like this, she wants to live! She still has many, many things she wants to do, many, many wishes she wants to accomplish. She was unwilling to die like this here.

"Crack!" The fourth yo-yo shattered. In front of the knife that was enough to cut through the dragon's defense, Bridget's power had reached its limit.

Then, a new voice appeared.

"Ding!" This is the sound of swords intertwining, resounding through the sky.

"Fourth Wave." Ulysses and the abyss in his hand were convicted and turned into a stream of black and white. At the last moment, he blocked the dragon slaying for Bridt, and put her from the desperate situation. Brought it out.

Can't flash, Bridit found that no matter if she stepped back, avoided left or right, or jumped up, she couldn't flash this flash like lightning.

The momentum that the knife possesses is like cutting her soul into pieces. I'm afraid it's the same as this knife said, this is a knife that once killed a dragon, and a deadly stunt to kill a powerful dragon.

Can she defeat the dragon? The answer is impossible, at least now she doesn't even have the qualifications to be a dragon opponent. Faced with this slaying sword, all her resistance was useless.

But, even so, she still has to fight, she won't die so weakly! Even if it is so desperate that she can no longer despair, she will fight to the last moment.

Five yo-yos flew in front of Bridet, forming a positive pentagonal shield. This is the defense that gathers all Bridit's strength, and her strongest shield.

"Crack!" I heard the sound of her baby's broken yo-yo, and she couldn't stop it. Even if she had tried her best, the opponent's attack power was so strong that she could almost completely ignore it. Her defense.

It is often said that when you are about to die, you will remember all the things in your life, and Bridet now feels that kind of scenery.

She was born in a poor and backward tribe. The population of the entire tribe is only a few hundred people. Everyone lives in hardship, but everyone has a smile on their faces. From a very young age, she received many gifts from everyone, and everyone gave the greatest love to the newborn children of this tribe.

When she was a child, there was nothing special about her. Like other children, she loved to play, ran around, and always made everyone laugh. There is only one difference from other people, that is, her hands are very dexterous. When playing with all kinds of intellectual toys, her thinking speed may not be better than others, but her hands must be the fastest. .

Among them, the yo-yo attached to the silk thread is her favorite toy. She can manipulate this toy like a part of her body. And even she herself didn’t know when this talent developed into combat effectiveness. She would never forget how surprised everyone looked when she used her own unique skills to kill a giant bear for the first time. Hold her.

Afterwards, her life was farewell to her hometown, and the elders who discovered her talent sent her to the Southern Church, a holy land specially used to train war witches. There, she met many good sisters, and finally found out that her body, which had never grown up, was abnormal.

The years of hard exercise always passed quickly. When she officially became a **** witch and returned to the village, everyone enthusiastically embraced her. For the first time she saw so many smiles and joy.

Because she became a **** witch, everyone in her hometown never went hungry. Newborn children can get more food, and sick elderly people can also get better care.

So she is satisfied with her identity and has been working hard for it. Participating in the brave conference and getting to know Astaroth (Ulysses) gave her more motivation to move forward.

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die like this, she wants to live! She still has many, many things she wants to do, many, many wishes she wants to accomplish. She was unwilling to die like this here.

"Crack!" The fourth yo-yo shattered. In front of the knife that was enough to cut through the dragon's defense, Bridget's power had reached its limit.

Then, a new voice appeared.

"Ding!" This is the sound of swords intertwining, resounding through the sky.

"Fourth Wave." Ulysses and the abyss in his hand were convicted and turned into a stream of black and white. At the last moment, he blocked the dragon slaying for Bridt, and put her from the desperate situation. Brought it out.

She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die like this, she wants to live! She still has many, many things she wants to do, many, many wishes she wants to accomplish. She was unwilling to die like this here.

"Crack!" The fourth yo-yo shattered. In front of the knife that was enough to cut through the dragon's defense, Bridget's power had reached its limit.

Then, a new voice appeared.

"Ding!" This is the sound of swords intertwining, resounding through the sky.