Chapter 1077

Duan night, the whole person did not resist to rush forward, as if constrained to be sucked in front of him. Seeing that the man's claw like hand was going to buckle his throat, his eyes flashed, and the next moment, he murmured.

"Flywheel chop!"

I saw that the eight star flywheel magic tool whew appeared in his hand. With his command, the eight star flywheel flying out of his hand and cutting to the friar Jindan in front of him.

The Jindan friar didn't expect that he could still fight back under such circumstances. Seeing that the flywheel containing sharp airflow was flying like a sharp blade, he changed his face and quickly withdrew his hand.

However, the eight star flywheel was originally a magic weapon. With Duan Ye's consciousness, he caught up with him and cut out a sharp sword spirit with lightning speed.

"Hiss!"

As the monk retreated, his coat and robe were cut by the air, and the middle door was opened to form a crotch like garment hanging on his body. As he retreated in a panic, the flywheel cut off another air current and drew a deep blood mark on his body.

"Ah

At the same time, the golden elixir was forced to take out his long sword to resist. However, how could his sword compare with the magic weapon of Duan information?

The long sword used by the friar of gold elixir hit the eight star flywheel directly. The two weapons collided, and the sword broke off. The eight star flywheel directly cut into the heart of the golden elixir's eyebrow. The speed was so fast that the gold elixir monk behind could not save him.

"Hiss! This, how could it be! "

The Jindan friar gasped in horror and watched the Jindan sanxiu be killed by duanye, and saw the eight star flywheel cut into the brow of the golden elixir. The flywheel was stuck in the skin, and only a trace of blood was dripping from the flywheel.

The golden elixir, perhaps, did not expect that he would die on the hands of a foundation builder. Until he died, his eyes were still open, his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness

"Take it

After a long drink, the flywheel stuck in the brow of the golden elixir returned to his hand with a whimper, and the golden elixir also fell down with him, and his breath was gone.

On the tree, seeing this scene, Feng Jiu showed a satisfied look and nodded secretly. Although duanye is a baby face, his strength is the strongest among the four. He is decisive and sharp, clean and unexpected. She is not surprised that he can kill the golden elixir.

His eyes stay on him for a while and then move away, fall in front of those people, only to see there has become a scuffle, scattered repair in the smoke one by one fell down.

But Song Ming was not so good. They all had big and small wounds on their bodies. Even Ning Lang's arm was slashed several times by the sword spirit in the scuffle, and the blood oozed out. He was angry and scolded there. He was so angry that he rushed forward and bumped one of them out.

"I'll fight with you!"

Under the roar, his strength was also inspired. When he bumped into another one or two people when the first one was knocked out, he wrung his hands into fists, clenched his teeth, and vigorously waved his fist, drinking heavily in his mouth.

"Fighting cattle across the mountain!"

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