Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor Chapter 1077: Take cattle across the mountain

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Duan Ye rushed forward without resistance, and was sucked forward as if restrained. Seeing that the man's claw-shaped hand was about to clasp his throat, his eyes flashed, and the next moment, he drank low. Screamed.

"Flywheel cut!"

I saw that the eight-star flywheel magic weapon appeared in his hand with a scream, and with his scream, the eight-star flywheel flew out of his hand and slashed towards the golden core monk in front. .

The Golden Core monk didn’t expect that he would be able to fight back under such circumstances. He saw the flywheel with fierce air current slashing like a sharp blade, and his expression changed quickly. Withdraw his hand and move back.

Of course, the eight-star flywheel was originally a magic weapon. Following Duan Ye's consciousness, he chased him up, cutting out a sharp knife-gang gas at lightning speed.

"Hiss!"

The Jindan monk retreated, his robe was torn by the jet of air, the middle door opened wide and hung on him like an open crotch. As he retreated in embarrassment, the flywheel once again He chopped out a flow of air, and created a blood mark on his body with deep bones.

"Ah!"

At the same time as a cry of pain sounded, the golden core monk was forced to take out a long sword to resist. However, how could his sword compare with the magic weapon in the paragraph?

Only hearing a loud sound, a click sounded, the long sword that the golden core monk used to resist directly hit the eight-star flywheel, the two weapons collided, the long sword fell off, and the eight-star flywheel also slammed A bang directly cut into the gold core monk's eyebrows, and the speed was so fast that it was too late for the golden core monk behind to save him.

"His! How can this be!"

The Golden Core cultivator gasped in horror, and watched the Golden Core Sanxiu being killed by Duan Ye, and watching the eight-star flywheel cut into the Golden Core Sanxiu. Between the eyebrows, the flywheel was stuck in the flesh, and only a trace of blood dripped from the flywheel.

And that Jindan casual cultivator, maybe he didn't expect that he would die in the hands of a foundation-building monk. When he died, his eyes were still open, and his eyes were full of panic and unwillingness...

"Receive!"

Duan Ye gave a low drink, and the flywheel that was stuck between the golden core monk's eyebrows returned to his hand with a squeak, and the golden core free-cultivator fell along with it, his breath disappeared.

On the tree, Feng Jiu who saw this scene showed a satisfied expression and nodded secretly. Although Duan Ye has a baby face, his strength is arguably the strongest among the four. He shot decisively and fiercely, and unexpectedly cleanly. She didn't think he could kill the golden core monk. accident.

My eyes stayed on him for a while and then he moved away. After falling among the people in front, I saw a melee there, and the smog fell one by one.

And Song Ming's few people are not getting better, all of them have large and small wounds. Even Ning Lang's arm was cut out by the sword aura in the melee, and blood oozes. , Provoked him to curse angrily there, but he was not angry enough to rush forward and knock out one of the casual cultivators.

"I did it with you!"

Under the roar, his strength was also stimulated. When he hit the other two people when he knocked out the first one, he slammed his hands into fists, gritted his teeth and waved fiercely. Fist, drinking heavily.

"Fighting cattle across the mountain!"