Vol 2 Chapter 383: Rolling

The mountain peaks are broken, like a god.
The green and green peaks are divided into two cliffs of splitting. The sun shines down and will be buried in the mountainside. The dawn of the organization base is not covered with a golden red glow.
Under this glory, a shadow gradually elongates and appears between the split peaks.
Feather night step by step, the three-footed golden sword front was gently grasped in his hand, from the mountain peak, between the cliffs, and came to the Xiao organization base.
"The God of Endurance... Feather Night..."
Looking at the figure of the night, this moment, whether it is the red sand, or the dried persimmon, reveals a very dignified expression.
A sword opened the mountain, and the power of this attack alone is definitely worthy of the name of the of the world. This power has indeed stood in the sky.
The Changmen apparently did not expect that the night of the night would be so vigorous and vigorous, only after the news that Yuyue had appeared in the foggy village, Yubei had already arrived at the base of the Xiao organization.
The night's gaze is as high as the gods, with a lightness, overlooking the audience.
With the stepping of the night, a seemingly full-fledged momentum swayed in all directions, and with this broken mountain, like a rock-like wall, it seems that the two worlds are divided by momentum!
This momentum, over the audience, in addition to the long door with the reincarnation of the eye can resist, the red sand shovel and the dried persimmon ghosts, both feel a strong oppression!
Looking at the feathers step by step, the red sand shackles hidden in the torrent of sorrow finally couldn't hold back. He knew that he would continue to be oppressed by this momentum, and it might become difficult to even shoot.
So, the red sand smashed out.
Even if the night is the of the world, but he is also the strongest teacher, never think that he is weaker than anyone, at least in one, he is at the top!
Hey! !
绯流啊 suddenly stretched out a tail with countless front blades, and slid toward the feathers of the night owl, at the same time, the organs of the squirting squirt hole opened, a pile of hardened steel needles toward the feather night Shoot it.
However, the appendix that came from the attack, and the hardened steel needles, did not even look at the night, even the sword did not move, completely ignore its existence, and continue to take a light step.
Hey! ! !
It was covered with countless front blades, and even extracted the poisonous appendix. When it was within a foot of the feather night, it directly hit a white translucent mask, together with those hardened steel needles. They are all fixed in the air.
This mask looks a bit like God Luotian, but it is actually two completely different things. If you look closely, you can find this white mask, which is almost entirely composed of dense white cracks!
Hey!
The moment the iris fell on the reticle, it stagnate directly in the air, and then the inch by inch collapsed, even the blades and hooks made of stainless steel were all broken into pieces and landed on the ground. On, a squeaky voice.
The steel needles that were fixed there were also collapsed and all fell to the ground.
"This guy……"
The dried persimmon ghosts carried the big knives and looked at the feather nights that came step by step. They suddenly printed their hands and a huge chakra that was almost close to the tail beast.
"Water Margin! Big burst of water!"
The imprint was completed in an instant, and a torrent of water rushed toward the night, and the Xiaozhi base in the mountain was completely filled with water.
This water flow did not stop at all, and continued to spread, and the whole mountain was turned into a sea of ​​the sea, directly creating a large incredible lake!
The red sand scorpion emerged from the torrent flow, and jumped straight to the top of the mountain, stepping on the lake made by dried persimmons.
The long door also came to the top with the same body, and stepped on the lake together with the Chisha.
"There was such a large lake, the persimmon sneaky guy, did you really want to compete with the feather night?" Bai got out of the water and came to the water, looking down lake.
"It's hard."
The red sand gaze looked low below.
The long side of the side is expressionless. He knows that it is not difficult, but not impossible, to make a persimmon ghost.
He is thinking now, how can he retreat from the pursuit of the night, the reason why he did not immediately turn around and escape, because he did not know how to retreat.
Feather night has the ability to fly, can also move in the ground, the speed is still the fastest, almost perfect in all aspects, unless you can not find the night, otherwise it will be too difficult to leave once you find it. .
boom! ! !
In the silence of the long gate, it was hardly a moment of effort, and at most a few breaths of time, the lake that covered the entire mountain peak burst into bursts!
It seems that there is a deep-water bomb, which bursts into it, and the lake is completely blown up and collapsed. The splash of water almost rushes into the sky!
Oh la la! !
The water of the sky rushed in all directions, sprinkled on the earth, and gradually disappeared into the mountains.
"The of tolerance... really strong..."
The water dissipated and there were only two figures left in the field.
The body of the dried persimmon has become a form of shark, bloody, and even the entire lower body has completely disappeared, but the blood is splashing, but he smiles at the night, not the fear of death, only I saw an excitement of the powerful power of the night.
Yu night looked at the dried persimmons, his eyes were dull, and he said nothing, just holding the golden grass sword and waving at him casually.
Hey! !
The air was shredded and spread, and the body of the dried persimmon could not resist the bombardment of this turbulent force. It was completely shattered, and the blood splashed into it, blending into the flowing streams around it, and dyed the mountain. Silky red blood.
On the body of the feather night, there was no trace of blood, and there was no sign of being wet by the current. It was still dry and new.
It’s as if it’s just that stretch, I don’t know how far it is, like a lake’s current, it’s impossible to shake the feathers, and even the clothes that wet the night can’t be done.
"Vientiane Heaven!"
At the moment when the lake burst and the dried persimmons died, the long door finally shot.
Looking forward to the feathers at night, a gravitational force that could not be resisted suddenly caught the feather night, and then slammed it, and wanted to pull the feather night.
However, even if this gravitational force can almost shatter the mountain, there is no way to shake the body of the night!
Yu night continued to walk toward the long door ~EbookFREE.me~ Wanxiangtian cited no effect on the night of the feathers, and it was easily defeated by the shock of the shock.
Standing there at night, it seems to be a towering, unstoppable peak, letting the sky flow, or strong gravitation, can not pull the night!
Looking at the feather night step by step, even the long door, some do not know how to fight, only feel the powerless feeling in the heart.
It’s not that he is too weak, but the night is too strong and powerful to make people desperate!
On the other side of the red sand, looking at the feather night, but did not lose any war, even if he saw the persimmon sneaky by the feathers of the night, he will still not fear.
Because, he already has no idea what to fear.
Instead, it reveals an expression of incomparable appreciation. Looking at the feather night is like watching a near-perfect artwork.
"Red secret skills, a hundred machine exercises!" (to be continued.)