Chapter 4159: 4.1759 Cheery guy

Chapter 4159 4.1759 Cheery
Facial paralysis saw the man say nothing, drew a long knife and slashed at her, immediately feeling happy.
What a man, fight, it should be so refreshing and not nonsense.
Looking at Qiu Ming from the Shadow Academy, his face was square and square, and his shot was quick and accurate.
The magical weapon in his hand was a seven-foot-long sword, dancing in his hands, whispering a round of wind, raising a fierce howling wind, and ushered in his face.
Qiao Mu flashed for a moment. People were close to Qiu Ming, and Jinghong Dagger suddenly jumped out of the abyss, stabbing into the broad knife with a thunderbolt.
"Dangdang, Dangdang Dang!" A broad knife and a short, intensive dagger, writhing several times, and stirred the air around it constantly.
"咻" a blast of flames rushed forward, and was turned away by the snow-colored silver needles of the tree roots.
The silver needle, made with ice and snow, is naturally the power of the water in the hands of the little girl.
The holy wood, holy water and sacred earth have been fused with her for a long time, and now it has reached the point where it can be turned and used at will.
Let them imitate what they look like without having to think hard.
However, after hearing the sound of "数" several times, Xuelian Yinzhen was flicked by Qiao Musu's hand, and suddenly ran to Qiu Ming's face.
Qiu Ming's face did not change, and he waved a local defensive fire helmet in front of him.
Stopped several silver needle attacks.
However, time and time passed, hundreds of snow-practice silver needles flew together again. This time, it was divided into three directions, and ran towards Qiu Ming.
Qiu Ming immediately unscrewed his defensive weapon, and just erected a defensive wall in front of him.
Just listen to Tuk Tuk Tuk for a while.
Countless snow-practice silver needles penetrated directly from the defensive wall and shot into his limbs.
Qiu Ming didn't panic either, immediately lifted his breath and dropped vertically, flipping his body back and forth in the air, and he kept firing clusters of flames in his hands.
With the sound of a jingle, countless snow-practice silver needles were quickly flying out of him.
At the end, the sense of horror in my heart had to say that it spread more and more.
Facial paralysis. Isn't this a complete drain on the power?
So far, although the two have fought, although the time is not long, the intensity is very strong.
Basically, I go back and forth without interruption, always trying to compete with my own power.
His fire spirit couldn't hold back the other's water spirit.
Even before that, everyone knew that facet paralysis was actually a person holding two sources of spiritual power.
Both the water spirit and the wood spirit seem to be very powerful, so that people can't see what order they are.
Qiu Ming took a deep breath, his mind must be above the eighth floor, could it be ... nine layers of spiritual water?
"Wow!" Qiu Ming felt a pain in his shoulder after a soft sound.
Looking down, he saw a silver needle made of water spirit and passed through his shoulder.
The slight but itchy tingling sensation caused him to numb his arms for a moment.
"His--" Qiu Ming took a breath and said secretly in her heart: This girl is really terrible. Can she incorporate some inexplicable toxins into her own water spirit?
If it is purely painful for the water attack, how can it produce such a strange itchiness?
Soon, Qiu Ming's arm dropped.
But his speed was not weak, he jumped to the sky with only a few vertical drops, and hit with a punch.
The arbor's expression remained the same, and he waved his hand, and saw a touch of earth and fine sand rolled up.
(End of this chapter)