Guy, are you really good like this, if you can't beat it, you will call someone, and you will have no friends.

Okay, fall, if you can't beat it, of course you have to call someone.

Mo Tianzheng took it for granted, and it didn't feel wrong for poor Biguang and Zhou Bu to sing, and if they were more than the number of people, they didn't have as many as the little friends opposite.

So, it's reasonable to fight in groups.

"Extreme jumps. ”

Fighting or something, poor Biguang never lags behind, plus the goddess is watching, if he falls behind, is there still a chance to perform.

Looking at him, it is not only the goddess, but also the little friends around the goddess, all of whom have become his small audience.

As soon as he jumped, he came to the hall master, and the hall master slapped his tail at the poor Biguang who jumped over.

Boom!

The phantom of the war spirit was a little clearer, and the tail of the fish was wrapped around the feet of the hall master.

Before Poor Biguang could get out of his foot, he was kicked, and Poor Biguang, who also used his foot, was naturally not convinced, and he also kicked after standing firm.

The hall master took a step back, his right foot was held high, and his heel landed on the shoulder of the poor Biguang, so that the poor Biguang kicked out half of his foot and retracted it.

Click.

Poor Biguang barely stood firm.

The hall master pressed hard, and the poor Biguang, who was standing firmly, bent his foot, and the poor Biguang, who was a little angry, pushed the hall master's foot with his hand, trying to push the hall master away.

Nothing moved.

How could it be, it couldn't be.

Poor Biguang screamed in his heart, and then exerted himself again, but the result was still the same, he was pressed by the hall master to wash the ground.

At this time, Zhou Bu Sing aimed at the soles of the hall master's feet and shot a wind arrow.

The wind arrows flew in a straight line.

The hall master's eyes shrank, and the other foot jumped up vigorously, stepping on the waist of the poor.

Boom!

The hall master kicked out, fell backwards, retracted his foot, supported it with one hand, and then slapped the ground with his palm, and stood up again.

And the wind arrow just flew past him at this time, not only repelling the poor Biguang, but also successfully avoiding the attack, and the movement was also very stylish.

Perfect, fall.

How did you do it, little friend, teach me.

Mo Tianzheng's eyes widened, stunned by the hall master's series of movements, how could he be so cool.

After feeling it in his heart, he felt that he also had to join the battle, and it seemed that he couldn't win the battle with the two of his friends alone.

Wind shield.

Zhou Bu sang a wind shield to pick up the poor.

"Thank you. Poor Biguang didn't look back to thank him, his eyes locked on the hall master, and he wanted to jump over again, but was pulled by Zhou Busing.

Zhou Busheng said: "Let me try." ”

Thinking of his little friend's ability, he nodded and replied, "Okay." ”

Mo Tianzheng, who was rushing to this side, saw Zhou Bu Sing standing in front of him, facing the hall master alone, and thought that Zhou Bu Sing was going to use his skills, so he also slowed down.

The hall master on the opposite side asked disdainfully, "What's the matter, aren't you going together?"

Zhou Bu sang took two steps forward, calculating this distance in his heart, the hall master should not be able to avoid it, and said quietly: "To deal with you, I am enough alone." ”

The hall master sneered: "I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue, I always say such boring things, what kind of tricks do you have, you can use it." ”

Zhou Buyong nodded and said, "Okay, then let you see it." ”

After saying that, he summoned the war spirit, and immediately after, he used the battle spirit technique.

"Phantom Mist. ”

A black haze rose and enveloped the hall lord inside.

When he used the Battle Soul Technique, the hall master reacted, and the hall master's black Eyu Battle Soul Phantom suddenly shrank, as small as a piece of air armor, and the head of the Eyu War Soul Phantom gradually became realistic.

The real form of the war spirit, like the real head of the fish.

Protecting the hall master's head in all directions, the phantom mist was not inhaled at all.

Zhou Busheng came in, and when he saw the head of the hall master, he was stunned and couldn't understand what was going on.

The hall master didn't care if Zhou Bu Sing wanted to understand or not, he quickly approached and launched an attack on Zhou Bu Sing.

"Hiss. ”

The skill of the battle soul real form, the head of the fish suddenly opened his mouth and bit down at Zhou Busing.

Poof! The blood mist flies, like a flower in full bloom.

"Ahh

Zhou Buyong screamed, and the friends reacted at this time, Zhou Busing should have had an accident.

They couldn't see clearly through the black phantom fog, Mo Tian was yelling at the poor Biguang: "Xiaoguang, jump in!"

Poor Biguang did not hesitate, and jumped into the phantom fog, Mo Tianzheng did not lag behind, and at the same time as poor Biguang jumped in, he also rushed towards the phantom fog.

The friends who were watching the play were worried.

"Brother Shi, don't sing his ......" Xu Weiwei couldn't go on with a little worry.

"For this reason, Brother Shi didn't lie to you and said those things that were fine. ”

"Does that mean something happened to him?"

Shi coughed and explained embarrassedly: "I haven't finished my words yet, I mean, as long as he doesn't die, I can save him, so don't worry." ”

My friend just wanted to make a joke, who knew she would be wrong, that embarrassing fall.

Xu Weiwei was silent for a moment, and said, "Brother Shi, you are so powerful. ”

The stone scratched his head and smiled, he couldn't answer this question, and he couldn't chat properly.

In the phantom fog, after jumping in, he was dumbfounded, and saw that the hall master had a fish head and bit Zhou Busing.

He quickly reacted and jumped again, worried that his little friend might be bitten to death, and he was even more desperate.

Again, the darkness was compressed, and the War Spirit Phantom was close to the real form.

However, there is a gap with the real form, just like the hall master's fish head, just like the real one, and his jumping feet are not complete, and at a glance you can know that it is a phantom or a fake place.

Poor Biguang can also see the gap between the two, but he can see that he has to go up, if he doesn't go, the little friend will really be helpless.

"The limit collapses. ”

Jump to the right side of the hall master's face, and come up and break his face.

Boom!

Although there was a gap in the strength of the two, he still kicked the hall master's iron plate loose.

Da-da-da-da.

After the hall master took a few steps back, while rubbing the head of the battle soul solid shape, the eyes that were like sharp blades stared at the poor Biguang, and the poor Biguang's heart was numb when he saw it.

What are you afraid of, don't you just take a look, and you won't wash it if you look at it.

He said in his heart that he was not afraid, and was about to prepare to fight again, when he found that the hall master had disappeared.

Poor Biguang had a bad premonition in his heart, and then after looking left and right, he was not relieved, the sense of crisis was stronger, he looked back at the back, and suddenly smiled bitterly in his heart: "Sure enough, ......"

Poof!

The temple held the iron plate with a big mouth, and bit it behind the poor Biguang, and a small red flower bloomed again.

At this time, Mo Tianzheng just rushed in, and when he rushed in, the phantom fog disappeared, and Zhou Busheng fainted.

And the scene of the hall master biting the poor light is really imprinted in everyone's vision, the visual impact is too great, the picture is too beautiful, and I can't accept it for a while.

The little friends reacted slowly, feeling frightened by the evil deeds of the hall master, and even the little friends of the War Spirit Hall felt terrible, for fear that the hall master would also eat a bite of them.

Mo Tianzheng's eyes were full of anger, he roared, and rushed over, the hall master threw the poor Biguang out, he had to give up the attack and take the poor Biguang with him.

(End of chapter)