Undefeated God of War: The 390th quarter Mo Di fourth kill [third more]

A Ming is an eighteen-year-old boy. He is thin and black, his hands and feet look smart, and a scar on his cheek makes him a little bit more aggressive.

He nodded, without opening, picked up the bone whistle hanging around his neck, raised his cheek, and slammed it.

The sharp whistle, piercing the eardrum, and invisible sound waves spread to the surroundings at a speed that is difficult to capture by the naked eye.

Bang Bang!

Many Mechanical triggers, exploding light, piercing the night.

Mo Di boy raised his head, a little surprised: "Piercing whistle!"

The old man with a blind string looks dignified, with a sharp whistle and no sense of music, but is destructive and full of unreasonably fierce. If it wasn't for this time, he studied under Mo Di, and his understanding of the rhythm is far better than in the past.

His whole body True Force swells to the extreme, the wheelchair under him cracks into powder, but his body is like steel casting, and it doesn't move. Hu Gong slowly pulled up the strings, and his hoarse, sad voice flowed down from his erhu.

Two very different voices clashed in the air.

Aming's eyes are congested, his eyes are open, his whole body is True Force, and the bone whistle in his mouth makes three short short sounds.

Almost at the same time, the old man with a blind string shook his wrist, a trembling tremble, so low that he could not hear it.

Bang, the bone whistle contained in Aming's mouth burst instantly, his face was covered with blood, and the whole person fell on his back.

Well, the old man with a blind string trembled. The erhu strings in his hands were broken. His face was gray and his body was stunned, and the dumb servant behind him quickly supported.

"Aming!"

The middle-aged man exclaimed aloud, his eyes broken and he flew towards Ah Ming.

"Ghost whistle! It's a whistle! They're flying wind!"

"Flowing Wind!"

Fearful exclaims came one after another.

Liufeng regiment, one of the most notorious bandit regiments, they are powerful and powerful, Heavenly Road! Except for the zodiacs 12 Ecliptic Palaces, they never touched their fingers, even Serpens Constellation, one of the Ten Equator Palaces, was threatened by them.

They are beastly, their methods are extremely cruel, and massacres happen from time to time. The Liufeng Regiment has six extremely powerful robbers, and Ghost Whistle is one of them, ranking sixth.

The middle-aged man flashed in shape, appeared next to Aming to catch his body, touched his hands, and felt relieved in his heart. Aming was still alive.

His face was gloomy, extruding four words from his teeth: "One is not left!"

The blind string old man is the most famous martial artist and the strongest martial artist. Ah Ming was seriously injured, and the erhu of the blind string old man has disappeared, and it must have been injured. Today's Bronze base cannot stop them People!

At this moment, a whistle sound, like the wind, penetrates the middle-aged person's ear.

The middle-aged person has a sluggish figure and looks up stunned.

The spire of the highest house on the base, a fluttering boy in white, stands upright. Huang Chengcheng's bronze flute is dazzling in the night.

The sound of the flute is small, and the splendor is outstanding, just like that year.

"Son Mo Di!"

A middle-aged person has a name in his head, full of surprise, but soon, he sneers: "A Spirit General, just want to block my wind?"

The voice didn't fall, the two shadows raged up, just like the arrow off the string, straight at Mo Di.

A person shaped like a big bird is the old five, and a person is shaped like a mist.

Mo Di didn't even realize it, her low, moist face, with a touch of memory.

"One kill and one thousand floats, the second kills ten thousand blades, the three kills flute is slow, princes, please listen to the fourth kill, the best of years."

The warm voice fell into the ears of everyone, like a spring breeze.

The middle-aged person's face shrinks, and he blurts out: "Seven kills!"

Mo Di smiled slightly, stroking the copper flute, and a breath fell from his lips into the flute hole. A little green light, I don't know where it came from, the green light is like a seed sprout and grows into a small sapling. The smaller the sapling grows, the more it is a peach tree.

Among the beautiful flute sounds, a mist of mist drifts from nowhere, falling on the red lotus, the mist is also wonderful, the shape is like a beautiful woman, the woman twists the waist, singing and dancing, fresh and lively.

Tao Zhihua, burning its bloom.

A gust of wind blew, the trees and peach blossoms fell, and the flowers were colorful.

When the pink petals drifted away, all the people were awake like dreams, and they were all prepared to dodge. However, those peach petals were annihilated in the air before they approached them.

When everyone saw the scene, they couldn't help but startle.

Zhan Peng's left body is intact, but her right body is dry and has no vitality. Seeing the breath is gone.

Mist Wind's right arm disappeared completely, blood was dripping from the terrible wound, and half of his body was soaked with blood. He was pale and looked at Mo Di resentfully, without saying a word.

Mo Di is a bit surprised, nodded, and full of praise: "The age is fragile, there is no shadow and no form, and I can break free from the fourth kill. In my year, I rarely encountered it and admired it!"

He is like a closing dancer, thanking him for his meticulous bowing.

Unfortunately, I have n’t fully recovered yet, I only recovered to the fourth kill ...

Mo Di has some regrets, True Force is exhausted in the body. When he looked up, there was still a gentle smile on his face: "I have passed this level, please help me."

The audience was silent and everyone was shocked by the Mo Di's unpredictable setting.

During the night, the boy is spotless and disappears into the night.

On the other corner of Three-Spirits City, a few eyes are watching this battle.

"I didn't expect to be able to see the demeanor of the boy Mo Di, and it was a worthwhile trip." A man in a robe filled his face with emotion: "The legendary seven kills in the legend are magical. No regrets in this life! "

"It's okay, when we catch Mo Di, you can slowly learn what the seven kills are!" A cold-looking young man snorted.

If Tang Tian is here, he will definitely recognize that this young man is the rich man he robbed. His face was not very good. He originally thought that the stable wind group could be blocked everywhere.

He couldn't help cursing: "The troupe is a bunch of waste!"

The man in the robe chuckled and said, "Why? Can't wait? But speaking, you have the patience to wait until today, and plan such an action, let me look at you."

The rich son is very displeased with his elder brother's behavior, but after all, he is his own brother, not only stronger than himself, but also more important than his father.

But when talking about this plan, he is still proud: "Hmm, okay, the bigger the loss of the wind group, the easier it will be for us to succeed. Say, you can't grab me!"

"Haha!" The elder brother laughed: "Relax, you have to do something serious, how can I pull your hind legs."

The younger brother is secretly pleased. He is most afraid that his elder brother knows the value of this base, so much less can fall into his hands. He has been staring at Three-Spirits City since he was robbed last time. The more he knows, the more he discovers the value of this Bronze base. If you can hold it in your own hands, your own strength will quickly expand.

But his identity makes him uncomfortable. Usually it ’s not a big deal to bully men and women, but if it causes a dispute, he wo n’t be in trouble.

So he thought of a zombie plan and quietly revealed the prosperity of Three-Spirits City and Mechanical Spirit Armor to reveal the Liufeng group. He knew that Liufeng Group Commander was ambitious and had long been salivating for Mechanical Army in Yongan City. Just because Yongan City Lord is an elder of Onyx Soul, still dare not mess around.

He will appear in Three-Spirits City under the name of Pursuing the Liufeng Regiment. Worried that he was not strong enough, he deliberately begged his brother.

When the information about Three-Spirits City was sent to the Commander, he was immediately attracted. He was determined to take away the Mechanical master who can make Mechanical Spirit Armor.

Where's the mantis catching the cicada?

"If your brother can run this base well, it will be of great benefit to you." The youth in robes pointed.

The rich man looked at his elder brother, with a vigilant tone: "I will do my business well!"

The robe youth was not upset, and laughed, "I suddenly have a hunch."

"What hunch?" asked the rich son.

"This feeling of the Liufeng Mission is likely to fail," the robe youth groaned.

The rich man laughed and laughed: "You also have time to look away! Such a broken base, there are no masters sitting in the town, able to withstand the wind group, this statement is really ridiculous."

"It's okay, let's wait and see what happens." The robe youths didn't argue, and smiled slightly.

Tang Chou stands in the middle of the team. His Mechanical Spirit Armor is very inconspicuous. It looks like there is no difference between other people. No one would have thought that such an inconspicuous Mechanical Spirit Armor turned out to be the opposite general.

Mo Di earns them valuable time. Tang Chou knows very well that if these students are attacked by themselves, they will inevitably collapse. But now give them a breather and give them time to adjust to this sudden battle.

Each Mechanical Spirit Armor stands neatly.

The light of Bronze is like a brave and silent soldier. There is no sound, but a sharp cricket.

Tang Chou's heart gradually calmed down, but the ray of flame in his heart seemed to sink into the depths of his flesh. His eyes were dazzlingly bright.

Although he is a staff general, he does not lose to anyone in the desire for this war!

The stage has been set up, the dance curtain has been opened, waiting for the hero's debut!

As far as the field of vision is concerned, the shadows keep jumping from the outer wall, and rush towards them like a tide. Their scowling expressions became more and more visible.

Tang Chou ordered without hesitation: "Strike!"

Mo Zi Yu and Mo's fearless body shook at the same time. As in training on a normal day, the two roared in unison.

"Group A is ready!"

"Ready for group B!"

Kaka Kaka, the dense Bronze joint sound sounded at the same time, gathered into a torrent, but then the torrent suddenly disappeared and returned to silence.

Each Mechanical Spirit Armor has completed posture adjustment, just like the Wild Beast ready to go.