Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven Chapter 1180: Shopping!
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"How did you do it?" I thought everything was going well, but unexpectedly there was a branch outside, and the brows were blank, and I was obviously dissatisfied. Free
Jin Feiyu snorted coldly, and said, "Then Xu Fusheng is a waste! Que, you are entangled with Lu Youlong for a while, I will get Mu Tong back!"
"Jin Feiyu, the beauty you want!" One Xu Fusheng is enough for Wan Dong. If Jin Feiyu takes another shot, then Wan Dong will not even have a chance. Lu Youlong's heart was suddenly firm, and the original offensive remained, and it completely broke out at this time.
A jade flute that is as black as ancient ink runs through the sky, and the wind blows through it. At once, it sounds like a mess, but in fact it makes the loud flute sound. Lu Youlong has worked **** flute and cooking throughout his life. I dare not say that it is Dao Sect first. I am afraid that few people can reach it. A piece of jade flute is in his hands, and he doesn't need to play it himself at all, even if it is just the help of the disorderly wind, it can also play a pleasant flute sound.
Of course, when confronting the enemy, these flute sounds will be used as a weapon to kill the enemy, making the enemy undefeated.
Because the Lord of Blood Skeleton is worried that Lu Youlong's Xiao Yin is difficult to deal with, this will send two sword-level killers of Que Wudao and Jin Feiyu at the same time.
Qu Wudao and Jin Feiyu obviously knew Lu Youlong's power. Together with Xiao Yin, the expression of the two of them suddenly became dignified.
"Stubborn boy, if you don't want to die, give me this girl immediately!"
Xu Fusheng has already seen at this time that Wan Dong is only to the extent of the pinnacle of the earth wheel. In his eyes, it looks like a ant, and his face immediately shows a piece of greasy.
"Your blood skeletons have been moving frequently recently. Even the people of the three big first-class families dare to move. What is the wrong attempt?" Wan Dong ignored Xu Fusheng's fierce and fierce and asked coldly.
"Fuck! Is this what your kid can inquire about?"
Xu Fusheng has limited patience. With a flurry of anger, his body hurriedly came out. His right hand turned into a claw and went straight to the heart of Wan Dong. This Xu Fusheng really deserves to be the killer of the golden sword level in the blood skeleton. His shot is clean and sharp, and he is cunning and cunning. He does not do anything at all, not to mention the peak of the earth wheel. It is also easy to resist.
But Wan Dong is by no means the pinnacle of the ordinary earth wheel. As soon as Xu Fusheng moved, the true pace of Wan Dong started, and his body shook, and Xu Fusheng had not responded. Wan Dong took Mu Tong to escape from his sharp claw.
"Good boy, it's really a bit of a way!" Xu Fusheng was also taken aback by surprise. In front of him, the monk in the pinnacle of the earth wheel was simply a ants. He had never thought that Wan Dong could hide, and he also carried the burden of Mu Tong.
Wan Dong chuckled, and said sarcastically, "But you will be far away, and you will just lose the face of the Shinto realm!"
Wan Dong wanted to anger Xu Fusheng, looking for an opportunity to escape when his mood was disordered and he could not use his full strength. The idea is good, but the reality is extremely cruel. Wan Dong completely miscalculated Xu Fusheng's mentality, and even lowered Xu Fusheng's incomparable practical experience.
Every killer in the blood skeleton has the ability to assassinate. A person like them, with a strong heart, can it be shaken in a few words?
Ignoring the provocation and sarcasm of Wan Dong's speech completely, Xu Fusheng looked awkward, and he looked like a willow in the wind, with no roots under his feet, and swayed towards Wan Dong. Xu Fusheng's move immediately caused Wan Dong alertness. Especially his completely unpredictable body style made Wan Dong smell a trace of danger.
Under this world, Gao Ming's body is more than ten million? Wan Dong didn't dare to say that his true pace was the first in the world, not to mention that his true pace was limited by his own cultivation, and he could not exert his 10% power.
But Xu Fusheng ’s body style may be worse than the true wind pace, but Xu Fusheng ’s first-stage cultivation of Shinto can completely make up for this gap.
Wan Dong pursed her lips, grabbed Mu Tong ’s waist with one hand, and whispered, "Tonger, you hold me tight, it seems that we will have a fierce battle today."
Although Mu Tong is small, he is not stupid. How can he not see Xu Fusheng's threat? It is no nonsense, two hands embraced the waist of Wan Dong, and at the same time, the whole body was tightly attached to the body of Wan Dong.
Although Mu Tong is still in development, on the whole, it already has a considerable scale. If it is in normal times, Wan Dong is a must-have, but now, he is not thinking about it at all. Not that he was unwilling, but not!
In a blink of an eye, Xu Fusheng has reached a place in front of Wan Dong. Without a pause, Xu Fusheng's claws pointed directly to the throat of Wan Dong this time. Wan Dong subconsciously swings his sword to the file, but Xu Fusheng's claws have changed nine times in an instant. Wan Dong's eyesight is good. He can see Xu Fusheng's changes clearly, but he is limited to cultivation, but he can't keep up with Xu Fusheng's changes.
Only with a click, Wan Dong's chest immediately had an extra paw print. Although it didn't hurt the skin, the robe was broken.
"Your footwork is not bad, but it's a pity that you don't seem to be home with cultivation !"
Although he lost his hand, Xu Fusheng's face was not at all regrettable, and his body immediately followed, the second claw and the third claw handed out one by one, and in front of Wan Dong, claw shadows were heavy, like mountains and tides. That kind of pressure, if it is not to face it in person, it is difficult to experience.
At this moment, Mu Tong's heart almost jumped out of his throat, only to feel like he was dancing on the edge of a cliff, and he would be torn apart in this claw shadow at any time. In fact, Xu Fusheng's offensive deliberately avoided Mu Tong, and the pressure on Mu Tong was less than one-tenth that of Wan Dong.
In the beginning, Wan Dong still wanted to fight against Xu Fusheng through the true martial arts, but now he completely gave up the idea and completely put away the offensive, but he used the true martial arts to dodge his best.
Although Wan Dong knows that this is not the case, Xu Fusheng on the surface only has the first level of Shinto realm cultivation, but his combat power is comparable to the middle level of Shinto realm! In fact, Wan Dong can persist until now, it is already a miracle.
In the face of a powerful opponent like Xu Fusheng, the spirit of Wan Dong is not only under heavy pressure, but the Dao Qi in his body is consumed like running water. In addition to being dragged down by Mu Tong, the situation of Wan Dong is more difficult every second.
"Hey ... kid, heroes are not so good. Before saving the United States, you have to measure whether you have that skill!"
Xu Fusheng has fully mastered the initiative. He can even clearly feel that Dao Qi of Wan Dong is less than one-tenth of the previous one. Thinking in my heart, it is time to end this tasteless battle, lest Que Wudao and Jin Feiyu really treat him as waste.
As soon as the speech fell, Xu Fusheng's moves suddenly changed, and he ran directly to Mu Tong.
Wan Dong was shocked in his heart, and his hair was almost upright. He didn't expect that Xu Fusheng would be so shameless when he had the absolute upper hand.
Mr. Tong could n’t even think of Wan Dong. In fact, with her practice, even if she thought of it, it didn't make any sense. When Xu Fusheng's steel claws ran towards him, Mu Tong only felt like a cold wave, and suddenly swayed from the bottom of her heart, almost freezing all her internal organs.
Before, Xu Fusheng only shot against Wan Dong. Although Mu Tong felt pressure, he never thought that Xu Fusheng's offensive was so terrible. She can't imagine how Wan Dong has been supporting such an offensive for so long.
"Grandma, Lao Tzu fights with you!"
This change by Xu Fusheng caught Wan Dong flat-footed and could not borrow any more weight for a while. In anxiety, Wan Dong burst into tears, struggling with his figure and holding Mu Tong all over At the same time, he used his back to block Xu Fusheng's claws.
At the beginning, Wan Dong was worried that Xu Fusheng would rely on his cultivation behavior, temporarily make a move, avoid him, and continue to attack Mu Tong, but it did n’t take long for Wan Dong to know that he was worried. In fact, Xu Fusheng's attack target was him, and Mu Tong was nothing but a bait.
Wan Dong can't help but feel a sense of helplessness, it's all like this, Xu Fusheng still plays such a method, it is really hateful!
Without any suspense, Xu Fusheng ’s claws were directly caught on the shoulders of Wan Dong, as if they were kissed by a wolf, Xu Fusheng was **** the shoulders of Wan Dong, and a large piece of skin was torn off. The blood suddenly raged.
Mutong happened to raise his head from Wan Dong's arms at this time, and saw the torrent of blood rain, and couldn't help making a sharp cry from his mouth.
Lu Youlong, who was entangled with Que Wudao and Jin Feiyu, heard this cry, and his heart suddenly tightened. When he looked up, it seemed that he was shocked by the head.
The unconscious Lu Youlong will have to stand up to rescue Wan Dong. Unexpectedly, there is a strong warning sign. Lu Youlong leaped sideways without thinking, and the next second, an extremely magnificent His terrifying palm swept past where he had just stood.
Lu Youlong looked back in exasperation and saw that behind him, Jin Feiyu looked at him with a smile.
"Lu Youlong, because you are also a sword-level killer, how could you stupidly hand over your back arch to the enemy?" The blood-skeletal killer, who specializes in assassination, naturally does not feel that he is attacking behind his back. A little guilt.
"Enemies? You are right, you are enemies!" Lu Youlong had almost no hope for Wan Dong and Mu Tong at this time. The only thing he was thinking about now was killing Que Wudao, Jin Feiyu Revenge for Wan Dong and Mu Tong with Xu Fusheng.
"Hey ... Your kid is so angry, but it doesn't matter, I will take out your heart too, to see how long you can be angry?" Xu Fusheng made a few smiles, and wanted to Chase after the victory.
However, at this moment, a burst of rainbow light suddenly burst out from the waist of Wan Dong at an alarming speed, and stabbed hard at his belly ... -by: dad856 | 55634 | 16192531 ->