Chapter 1399: privilege

The purple scorpion advanced ten steps and suffered the first attack. His figure was swaying, and the hand holding the scabbard had a slight trembling, and his face was slightly white.
At this moment, he is only a hundred meters away from the man in front. He can clearly see the other person's indifferent expression, the smear of disdain and playfulness.
Before the rough stone can block the two attacks of the war spirits, as the leader of the purple, was high hopes of the people, the stone is extremely admired, naturally will not fall in a hit.
Zi Yan can still stand, everyone is not surprised, because this is expected.
Stabilize the figure, sigh with a sigh of relief, and the purple scorpion moves forward.
This time, he looked more careful when he went forward. Every time he stepped on his feet, he would carefully fall down. It seemed that there were many lives under his feet. He was not like trampling at random.
But when he falls every step, he is very stable and stable. When the foot leaves, the ground will have a shallow footprint.
The footprints are not so deep, but it proves that the purple scorpion uses force.
The war spirit looked at the purple eyes that were approaching step by step, and the corner of his mouth gradually showed a sneer, like the mentality of watching a movie. Compared with the powerful purple eyes, he looked very light.
Of course, the premise is that the war spirit does not deliberately look at the scabbard in the hands of the sable, and every time the gaze sweeps over the scabbard, his expression will undergo some subtle changes.
"Hey!"
In front of the war, the space began to distort, and an invisible force appeared, heading toward the purple.
It is like an object moving through space, because the power is too large, resulting in space instability.
The space is distorted between the two, stretching from the side of the war to the side of the purple, and then rushing to his knowledge of the sea.
The second hit of the war spirit.
The shape of the purple scorpion swayed again, and there was a golden blood flow from the corner of the mouth. It seemed to be hammered on the head by a huge hammerhead, or drunk, and the body swayed uncontrollably.
This kind of swing is like an irregular pendulum clock. People who look far away are extremely worried. They want to go forward to help, but they don't dare to go forward.
The amplitude of the body swayed slowly, and the body of the sable was re-stable, standing, and the power of the blow was finally dispelled.
In the distance, all people are full of worry, they are afraid that the purple will fall.
"My attack is stronger than once, see how many times you can block!?" The warrior smiled coldly at the purple.
The purple face was once again white, but his eyes had recovered. He raised his right hand and wiped the golden bloodstain of his mouth with his thumb. He said: "Until you are in front of you!"
The beastmaster is very strong, but his combat power is relatively weak. Ziyan believes that as long as he is within the scope of the attack, victory belongs to him.
When the words fell, he moved again, holding the scabbard in his hand and leaving a row of deeper footprints behind him.
His pace is still very stable, stable just like just starting to walk, except for some abnormalities just after being attacked, the purple eyes at this moment seem to be in good condition.
The pupil of the war is not shrinking, and how strong his attack is, he is very clear. The strength of the other party is not as good as that of the domain, and the spiritual mind has not reached the king level. This level of existence, he only needs a subtle thought during the week, the other party will die.
But Zi Yan not only did not die, but also blocked his two attacks, and now it is moving forward again, it looks unscathed, which makes him very surprised.
The purple scorpion advanced thirty steps, and at the moment the two sides are less than seventy steps apart.
But this distance is still far away, enough for the war to launch multiple attacks, so he is just an accident and not worried.
"Hey!"
In the eyes of the war, with the light of Sen Leng, in the eyelids, there is lightning light flashing, the next moment, two substantial lightning, also rushed out of his eyes.
When the thunder and lightning appeared, they were distorted, and even the space began to tremble. When everyone saw this scene in the distance, they could not help but exclaim.
This is a substantial attack, both speed and power, beyond imagination.
The sable was too late to react, and the lightning had already arrived in front of him, and then he entered his knowledge of the sea.
The purple sea knows the vastness of the sea, but at the moment, the vast number of perfect spiritual thoughts are gathered together to form a layer of defense.
This defense is not strong. The number of spiritual thoughts is also a lot worse than that of the war. But the purple spirit, the golden light, has no impurities, compared with the other, his spirit is superior in quality and good quality.
Even if the spiritual thoughts of the war are mutated, there is still a big gap in the face of perfect spiritual thoughts.
The reason why the purple scorpion dares to go forward is to take advantage of the high quality of perfection.
Two lightning bolts rushing into the sea, like two flying snakes, with strong destructive power, began to rush into collision, wanting to destroy the sea of ​​purple.
The perfect spirit forms a defensive wall after another, blocking the impact of two Razers.
It’s a long story. In fact, the battle of Ling Nian is very fast, and the outcome is almost instantaneous.
"Hey!"
The outside world, as the two lightnings disappeared in front of the purple sable, the sable was bent over and coughed up a bit of blood.
"Injured, the sable is hurt!"
"It’s only three attacks and it’s hurt. It seems that this beastmaster is terrible!

In the distance, everyone saw coughing blood cyanosis, and his face was full of worry.
Xue Ming's brow wrinkled, there are still more than 50 steps between the two sides, Zi Yan has been injured, it seems that Zi Yan is afraid to go to the other side to launch an attack.
On the beautiful face of Shangguan Hong, there was also a color of tension. The jade hand that was pinched was already blue, but she was unaware.
Dong Qing is also very worried, very nervous, although she has full confidence in Zi Yan, but the opponent of Zi Zi is stronger, but it is the control of the beast. As a trainer, she naturally knows how strong the beastmaster is.
If it is not the purple dragonfly that has the supreme dragon soul to make the beasts all awake, then the impact of the beast of the beast is afraid that most of the people here will die.
If the other party is willing to slaughter a city, it is also a problem.
This kind of existence, here, even if some high-level life appears, it will feel extremely tricky. In a sense, the war spirit at this moment is equivalent to a higher life.
"His spirit attack is very strong, and the means are extremely strange..." Although the barren words were not finished, the fear on his face also explained everything. Obviously, I personally felt the power of the control of the beast, and he had little confidence in the purple.
After vomiting blood, the purple scorpion slowly stood up, and did not stop, it was walking toward the front.
He hasn't fallen yet!
......
"Hey!"
A sly sword light appeared from the front of the war, and went to the purple.
Jianguang was in the purple eyebrows and flickered.
"Hey!"
Purple sputum hemoptysis, half a squat on the ground, his face pale, the spirit is a little wilting, just like the original stone.
At this moment, the purple scorpion has blocked the other six attacks, the two sides are less than 20 meters apart.
This twenty meters, in the usual time, Ziyan can reach in one step.
At this moment, it is full of powerful spiritual thoughts and oppression. Twenty meters is twenty steps. It can only go forward step by step, and it is impossible to forcibly cross.
The war spirit looked at the purple scorpion and became colder. The other side blocked his six attacks, which made him very surprised, and even had a slight worry in his heart.
"See how long you can hold on!"
A cold fall, there is a sound of the beast, and in front of the spirit, there is a strange animal that has become a phantom. This strange beast is staring at the purple scorpion, the next moment It was to rush to the purple scorpion.
The body of the beast is extremely large, but after it comes to the purple, it disappears out of thin air.
In the sea of ​​purple sables, the strange animals appear out of thin air, and the powerful power of the spiritual thoughts erupted, which led to the violent shock of the sea, like a trapped beast, found a crack in the trapped cage, and began to fully impact the trap. same.
Among the purple seas, the spirits are golden, and the spirits are very dynamic, very extraordinary, but because of the number and level problems, the defense formed is not strong, or it is not as powerful as this alien, with the attack of different animals. The spiritual defense is easily torn.
Fortunately, the purple scorpion has a perfect spiritual thought. If it is not the case, the fear of the alien beast is not only the spiritual defense, but the purple scorpion is the whole sea.
Outside, Zi Yan was unable to stand up on one knee, his face was bloodless, his breath was wilting, and he looked very hurt.
The beast has not dissipated, still attacking, the purple scorpion can only defend the whole body. He holds the arm of the scabbard and is constantly shaking, and the whole scabbard is also inserted in the ground to support the purple sable.
The expression of Zi Yan gradually calmed down, and this blow was finally blocked by him. The strange beast disappeared~EbookFREE.me~ But the purple scorpion has a sense of dizziness, which is a great consumption of spiritual thoughts. At the moment, in the face of the spirit of the war, the purple scorpion did not even have time to recover.
Seeing the purple scorpion for a long time, the corner of the war is a sneak peek. At this moment, he finally let go of his heart, and then ridiculed: "This is just beginning, you can't stop it? I am still here. There are a lot of combat skills that are useless. I am also going to put all the combat skills on you, just to check the power. I didn't expect you to stand up!"
"Warcraft? What war skills?" Zi Yan looked up and wiped the blood left in the corner of his mouth, the sound became extremely hoarse.
"For people like you, what you need is a warfare technique that is specific to the sea. This kind of warfare can only play a role. But I am different. I am a beastmaster. The spirit is special and powerful. What? The combat skills are the same in front of me." The war spirit is proud.
"What kind of combat skills are the same? You mean, you don't need to find those who know the sea, but just find a kind of king-level combat skills, but as long as you use the spirit to display, you can play the power of combat skills?" I ask again, the hoarse voice is still strong.
"Of course, this is my privilege, or the privilege of being a beastmaster!" The spirit of the war seemed proud and proud.
In front, purple, facing the war, he was fortunate enough to close his eyes and consume great spiritual thoughts to reunite in the sea. But this time, these spiritual thoughts no longer defend, but directly become a person. .
A person holding a long knife with a sheath.
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