Chapter 517: Bad Mood
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Master of Great Calamity
- 黑山老鬼
- 2158 characters
- 2021-03-02 07:30:13
Rumble!
As the Tong Lao Mo shot, the situation changed dramatically.
Fang was originally a sword against the demons, the severe cold, and even the large array of them under the wind and snow of the world. After a long battle, no one could break his three-foot blade, but correspondingly, he also achieved The extreme, now with the old demon's shot, he failed to break through as expected, but the limit was finally broken, the long sword produced by the green gas shattered, and the right arm of the sword was also shocked at this time. Horrible blood mouth, the essence of the sword is torn, and the sword gas that permeates the air quickly melts...
All the offensives around him fell in this instant, and fell on top of him and Jin Hanxue.
At this moment, Fang Yuan's eyes naturally seemed strange...
Why did you take such a big risk, your life will be put together, but in the end it still did not succeed?
I was surprised and puzzled, and I also brought indescribable loss!
There was a feeling of depression in my heart, and I didn't even bother to ignore the dangers that came to me!
In the eyes of everyone around, it was another look. When they saw that Fang Yuan's powerful sword was torn, they thought Fang Yuan had already lost, and he was dying. In addition, the nine demons roared at the same time and rushed towards Fang Yuan. With various means, some had even sacrificed some kind of magic weapon similar to the vessel collected by the soul.
"Haha, I'm going to fix this person's soul..."
"The old ancestor promised us that he would not fight with us for this spirit, which is when we get rich..."
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As they shouted loudly, they had some meaning of scrambling.
"Alas, it's still useless after all..."
In the west of Wuxue Mountain, those sword repairers sighed, and released the sword spirit from afar. Those who stared at this battlefield were also ready to take back their sword spirit, shook their heads, and said with some regret: "This is what I dare to do Provocating the old devil is probably a material that can be made, but I didn't expect it to be so useless. It seems that at most it is just a flesh embryo that cultivates sword spirits. It's not worth our introduction..."
Others laughed: "Like that, we have to focus our energy on the north!"
In the east of Wuxue Mountain, the swordsmen also sneered, and said for the first time: "It seems that we ran in vain, this person is not worthy of our attention in the sword wash pool. Kill each other a few times and save us!"
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"Oh my god, is that the end of the game?"
In Fang Yuan’s dharma boat, the three old demons saw this scene, and they were all dumbfounded, and then flew out at the same time, each of them used magical magic weapons, and hurried to Fang Yuan to save. You can't swear, they all have the poison pill planted by Fang Yuan. At this time, it is natural to understand that once Fang Yuan dies, they can't escape, so they must rescue each other...
But now the situation is in danger, far beyond their expectations, they want to save, and how much chance of winning?
What surprised them was that the white cat lying in the Fa boat looked coldly at the scene surrounded by Fang Yuan.
But I just glanced at it and turned my head in disdain!
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"Is this Snowman still going to die under the old demon?"
The inn shopkeeper in Xue'ao Li and others were surprised and happy, and his heart raised his throat.
"It looks like Jiang is still old and spicy. This snow boy is more powerful than the old devil..."
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"Ugh……"
It's a long story, but it's just a flash of thought.
Sword ruined, Fang Yuan seemed to have no defense power, and watched the demon heads attacked him.
At this moment, he was somewhat discouraged.
I was very unhappy, and I was even a bit lazy to deal with these demons.
However, after all, they have to be sent...
Therefore, watching their demon sword intentions, large snow worms, and the lead cloud controlled by the old demon, descending from the bottom of his head, he retracted the injured right arm just now, but gently Lifting the left hand up, the big sleeves soared, the left hand gently stroked in the sleeves, and then the green gas around him soared like a wild cloud, and suddenly appeared beside him.
In the green cloud, there was a floating blue air, and then a huge green carp slowly appeared. The tail of the green carp, with a full body, swam gently around Fang Yuan and summoned an invisible The water curtain, on the chilly Wuxue Mountain, the water curtain turned into a huge snow as if it were a snow curtain, which forcibly slowed down the offensive speed around.
"That is?"
"He actually left such a great life-saving magical power?"
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After attacking the group of demons from Fang Yuan's side, and seeing this tail of green carp, I felt very strange in my heart.
I didn't expect that Fang Yuan and others who specialize in swords are actually good at this kind of magical power!
Since entering the snowfield, Fangyuan has mainly used swords to kill people, and no one has even known that he is good at magical powers!
"At the end of the crossbow, I fear him to do much, and treat me with swordsmanship to break his magic!"
Just a slight stun, the Snow Wolf sword snorted, his eyes fanatical, stun the sword light, and slashed.
Then at this time, Fang Yuan between the green carps gave him a blank look.
Then he suddenly flashed, as if mixed with some mysterious and weird formation, he easily flicked out from the surrounding magic circle, and came to the snow wolf sword in front of him, big sleeves Flying up, with this sleeve swaying, between the world and the sky, the green energy is surging, condensing extremely, mixed with the thunder and light, like a wind and snow, facing the mask to the snow wolf sword...
Shouting fiercely, thinking about the Snow Wolf Sword that came to Fang Yuan, he suddenly stiffened.
He eagerly wants to escape, but feels that he is surrounded by a heavy green air like a mountain, which makes him unable to move even if he wants to resist, but feels that his sword is intended. At this time, it was almost like paper paste. Under the suppression of this green gas, it quickly melted down like the snow and ice encountered in boiling water until it disappeared...
At this moment, he felt bitter.
Looking down, I saw a hole in my chest.
And there is a terrifying power of destruction in that hole. He is using the hole as the center and turning his body into ashes one by one. He feels frightened, but he can't make a sound. He wants to live. But the body could not move at all.
"This……"
The four guardians around, the three enshrinements, and the snow children, as well as the old demon in the air, were all taken aback.
They looked at the snow wolf sword incredulously, and then looked a little stiff and looked at Fang Yuan with some difficulty.
At this time, Fang Yuan was expressionless, with his sleeves retracted, turned around and hurriedly squeezed again.
Then in the void, a thunder waterfall suddenly fell, straight to the four guardians under the old man's throne!
The snow spirits in the four guardians were immediately killed by the boundless thunderstorm, and the remaining three were frightened, and at the same time spread out, rushing towards the distance, but the thunderstorm suddenly appeared. At this time, a new change appeared, which suddenly turned into a terrible thunder python, scattered to the four sides and twisted, and they all circled together in one place, each entangled.
All three of them were horrified to see that their flesh turned into ashes like a snow soul.
Although they are successive, they are not slow. These four protectors are all neat and tidy.
"No, run away..."
The rest of the people, the reaction was slow, and at this time they understood it. Suddenly, one of the three worshipers yelled and turned to escape, but a few of them ran faster than him, and the other two worshipped. It had long been hundreds of feet away, and the alien snow child with the ability to control snow worms sent a whistle and went directly into the snow worm pile and sneaked away.
Fang Yuan thought about it, and swiped the finger inside the big sleeve twice.
The green air floating around him, suddenly behind him, a willow tree with a height of more than ten feet appeared suddenly. The endless wicker danced wildly for hundreds of feet, just like a thunder whip rushed into the void, and the three envoys fled. It's not slow, but how to escape this piece of wicker is like a giant net, enveloped in them by them, and like a bundle of fairy ropes, tightly bound.
After that, the three of them roared endlessly, but their flesh turned into ashes.
Even the soul of the gods couldn't escape at this time, and he was struck into pieces by the thundering whip.
And the magical power that hit Xuehaier did not go towards him at all.
At this time, Fang Yuan was too lazy to think about how to distinguish the snow child's gas engine from that piece of snow worm, so he directly hit a green gas with his backhand, and then suddenly out of that green gas The huge Suzaku came and fell hard against the snow worms. This Suzaku contains an indescribable fire, a spit in the mouth, a fire waterfall was poured out, and snow worms born between the ice and snow are here. When it melted one by one, it was quickly dried together with the surrounding snow and ice.
Xue Haier wailed and fled, and fled, but the Suzaku pecked him in the mouth and drew him into his mouth.
In an instant, the Nine Demons have been killed!
It was a lively air, and there was only Tong Laomo left alone. At this time, even him, he unconsciously rubbed his eyes, and then looked at Fang Yuan, and only Fang Yuan was here. At that time, he turned to look at him.
The shadow of the willow tree flashed behind, the wound on the right hand was healed, and then the green gas around Fang Yuan swelled, and the purple light hidden in the green gas could be seen, slowly converging and turning in his left hand Made a big blue bow, just like the essence, covered with strange and unspeakable purple patterns, it seems that the surrounding snow and snow are frozen in the air at this time.
At the next breath, Fang Yuan's right hand was raised, and the movement was slow and thick, with a connotation of coincidence with the change of heaven and earth, holding a thunderbolt, and the thunderbolt slowly turned into a handle with his movements. The dark red thunder arrow hit the bow.
Tong Lao Mo took a breath!
Nothing wrong...
Monk Zidan!
Purple Dan monk in the later stage of Jin Dan
And it is an unpredictable supernatural power, it seems to be a high-level Zidan monk who inherited the top-level divine magic...
This kind of person is in the sword wash pool, and will also be the top descendant. Why would he appear here to compete with himself for the position of the devil?
Even if your old man is tired of eating big fish and meat, there is no need to grab my nest...
The old demon was bitter in his heart, and saw the arrow pointing at himself. Suddenly he woke up and desperately shouted, "Slow!"
Fang Yuan looked at him~EbookFREE.me~ He looked puzzled.
The old demon shouted: "You... if you want this furnace, the old man will give you, if you want the old man's magic weapon, the old man will also give you, if you want the first devil's life, the old man will never Dare to compete with you... the old man... the old man is willing to submit to you..."
Fang Yuan shook his head, looking at the old demon trembling and shivering, saying, "I'm just in a bad mood!"
The old demon was helpless and screamed wildly, and the lead cloud around him was also very insulting, covering the wilderness and the wilderness: "If the old man has something to offend the fairy master, everything is easy to say, the old man is willing to pay everything to you, always Make you feel better..."
Fang Yuan was much lazy to say something, but just shook his head and said, "I'm in a bad mood has nothing to do with you!"
When he was finished, he dropped his fingers.
One arrow flew out, and the light of thunder reflected the half of the sky on Wuxue Mountain, taking the old demon straight away!
The old demon was about to cry: "It has nothing to do with me, what are you doing to shoot me..." 8)