Chapter 388: Storm locked, sad clown

Feng Xiao said, "Poor clown. If I want to kill you, you have already died 800 times just now. I'm really glad I didn't step on you before you were arrogant because of your money shield. ... Ah, it's a really good skill. This seems to be your first launch. Because ... "Feng Xiao smiled ironically:" Once this skill is activated, it can't be cancelled for life. "
After seeing a slight mistake on Xiaodao's face, Feng Xiao continued to say, "It's a sad skill. From today on, you might not even dare to fight monsters. If you are touched by a slightly more powerful monster, you will drop a few Thousands of gold coins. Even if you have more gold coins, it seems that you can't afford such consumption. "
The knife stunned for a moment, then sneered sneerly: "Although I don't understand how you know, but what do you know? Hey, with my current strength, the level is completely useless to me. Also Is it necessary to upgrade monsters? "
Take money for life and money for attack. In the case that the money shield cannot be cancelled, the level is useless and unnecessary.
"Really ..." Feng Xiao raised his right hand, holding a golden bow in his hand, while a green arrow formed on the golden bowstring. "The gold coins on your body should belong to the entire soul-eliminating gang. The Emperor Bird of the East Island is really reluctant, and he is willing to allocate so much money to support an organization inserted in China. But ... It's all gone ... well, many people's faces will definitely look unsightly. "
When Xiaodao's face changed, he laughed wildly: "Ha ha ha ha ... Shura, you won't be naive to think you can beat me, ridiculous! It's so ridiculous !!!"
A clock that was so small that it didn't attract anyone's attention was formed on the small knife head and turned one block in the opposite direction. And the same clock moved clockwise on Feng Xiao's head.
The knife was full of gold coins. No one but him knew how much it was. Maybe 10,000, maybe 100,000, or even millions. He glanced proudly at the audience, as if he was doing the final demonstration before the end of the battle, unaware that his movement had become strangely slow in others' eyes.
"Your Huaxia Theater will always be the laughingstock of our East Rim and the world, ha ha ha ha ha ha ... Shura! Go to death!"
The slow, harsh voice evoked overwhelming scolding and more intense shouting. With the golden light thrown from the knife, the exclamation and nervous shouts rang through the audience, everyone widened their eyes, and the whole body was nervous and twitching ... Shura, must not be defeated! !! !!
Feng Xiao's mouth showed a weird smile, and there was even a sense of relief in the smile. At the moment when the knife waved, he clearly captured the skill information of "money throwing", and the slightest pressure left in his heart was gone.
20m throwing distance ... cut!
The knife's ability to sense time is reduced by 30%. Even his skills were slowed by 30%. The flying speed of the gold coins in the eyes of Feng Xiao was as small as the stones thrown by a three-year-old child. There was no threat at all. With a look of disdain, he rushed towards the direction in which the gold coins were flying, only to turn around when the gold coins were about to stick to his body, and in an instant came to the knife that had not had time to retract his hands.
Snapped! !!
Loud slaps hit the knife's face again, surprisingly loud. The arena was quiet for a moment, followed by the cheering of boiling, exaggerated shouts everywhere. When Shura Fan died, all they felt was intolerance, silence, and even a little fear. And the same slap in the face of the Dongxie dog, but they can hardly help but jump up.
"Ha ha ha ha ... good fight! Good fight!"
"Xiu Luo! Fan him! Let TMD Xiaodong walk the dog arrogantly."
"Shura! Good fight! Good fight!"
Maybe it was because of too much force, even though the hard armour was across, Feng Xiao still felt a pain in his right hand. He shook his wrist unhappyly and glanced at the knife that was beaten 720 degrees completely there, disdainful Said: "I don't like the arrogance of others in front of me."
This loud slap seemed to hit the faces of all East players, making their faces extremely ugly for a moment.
The force that almost fanned out his entire head completely made Xiaodao's brain completely blank, and he didn't even hear the punishment prompt in his ear. When he finally reacted, sneering at Fengfeng Xiao's face, his face showed the same horror as Tiansha Fengyun, and he finally experienced what kind of humiliation Tianfeng Fengyun had suffered before. The difference is that Tiansha Fengyun is humiliated in front of all Huaxia players, and he is in front of all Huaxia, Quandong, and even the whole world! !! And before that arrogant rude remarks have been slapped in the face by the public fiercely, this kind of humiliation and satire have been expanded countless times.
"Ah !!! Go to die! Go to die! Go to die !!!"
More than a million gold coins were thrown wildly by the knife, and the attack range blocked almost all directions in front of him. Feng Xiao shot a Shura stab to fix his shadow in the blink of an eye when he had just acted, and then moved 30 meters away in the blink of an eye. His right hand made a move. The violent "storm arrow" The merciless gold coins shot at the knife through the sky.
Feng Xiao can currently shoot six arrows in one second, and this "one second" is relative to the time he can sense. In the eyes of ordinary people, he shoots out ... eight arrows every second. And in the eyes of Xiaodao ... Eleven Arrows!
-19995, -40252, -40882, -39984, -20002, -40223 ...
The dazzling golden numbers floated on the blade like raindrops, and each number represented the money he lost. The huge number stunned Huaxia and shook the world. Then, louder cheers drowned the arena.
From this moment, the world finally began to re-evaluate the strength of Huaxia Shura. Because in that stormy arrow, Shura's damage per second is about ... more than 200,000!
There is nothing more like being raged by the wind. After throwing a few throws of money, the knife that was completely crazy, finally realized that he was too far away from Shura. When rushing forward, he found that his body was being pulled tightly by an irresistible force. Startled in his heart, he began to struggle hard, trying to break free from the fetters of fixing. But the fixation skill can hold the immortal for more than ten seconds, not to mention he is a small 52-level assassin.
"The boss really wanted to smash all his gold coins, hey, he's so sensual!" Xiao Tian laughed with a look of agitated expression, but soon thought of something, whispered, "But if that Dong Yan What can I do if the knife can't bear the surrender to the back? This group of Dongsong people are born with insidiousness ... "
"Look at the money rankings!"
Without the reminders of other people, most people have already opened the money rankings, watching the money numbers of the seventh place above them drop rapidly. In 30 seconds, the knife finally got rid of the fetters of fixing, but his money dropped by more than 7 million!
The scary numbers, the numbers that shocked the world, and the numbers that Chinese players could hardly bear shouting ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The storm is still raging, and the golden numbers are still tumbling. The knife slaps himself hard, forcing himself to calm down. He has 250 million lives and has an attack that can definitely kill him in seconds. How can he be defeated and how can he be defeated!
However, what made him colder and colder was that although he was freed from the restraint of that power, his body was frequently repelled by the wild arrows, no matter how he avoided and how hard he wanted to rush forward , All failed. As his body receded in the arrow rain, his body finally began to emit cold sweat, and the self-confidence that had swelled to the extreme began to shake, and anxiety quickly grew in his heart. His invincible attack power was in front of Shura, and he was sad that there was no place to use it!
Feng Xiao continued to launch the storm arrow without expression, locked his body firmly, and did not give him the least chance of escape. As the knife's body was repelled, he moved forward, preventing him from getting out of the scope of the storm arrows. Until he was pushed to the edge of the arena, nailed to the invisible barrier, he could not retreat.
Soul Slayer's expression became more and more gloomy. He picked up the interphone and said fiercely, "What are you doing! Quickly rush to me and stop him!"
"I do not know what to do……"
Desperate in spirits, and he suddenly realized that he had underestimated Shura too. The development of things has deviated far from their expected trajectory.
The storm arrow's attack range is up to 50 meters, and under the super high luck of Feng Xiao, almost every two arrows are enough to trigger a knockback effect, and the critical strike rate is more than 50%. The locked knife was tried countless times, but sadly found that let alone detachment, it was extremely difficult to move even a little, and the body completely locked on the barrier was completely involuntary.