"Kill the beast!"

With three screams, the well-behaved maid turned into a cold-blooded killer and attacked violently.

Her weapon was her body, a delicate pink finger. Long before the shouts sounded, the maid's hand had already reached the table, and she was powerless to act as a cover-up, and turned her head halfway and stabbed the side of the fourth boss.

It should be mentioned that the maid originally planned to target her heart, but the four bosses kept laughing, and her body was too fat, and she could block her vision by shaking twice, and the maid was worried that her actions would reveal her intentions, so she finally made a move nearby.

The tender fingers were soft and silent, not even a little mana fluctuation, and it was difficult to see that it was a murderous weapon, only as a joke and scratching; knowing that the fingertips were about to touch the skin, the maid could already feel the heat of the four bosses' bodies like a wave of fire, and then she suddenly exerted her strength.

When she exerted force, her fingers suddenly changed color and lengthened, the front end became sharper and the back end thickened, and the blood color flashed from the face and inside, and there was an inexplicable cry.

"Cone!"

Cone? That's Cheng Xueyi's signboard, and when it came out of the maid's mouth, it actually looked like it, with three points of charm.

The distance is the closest, the angle is the best, psychologically, Su Si Boss has the lightest defense against it, and the sneak attack is the most likely to succeed. In contrast, the sleeping woman's waking outburst seemed sudden, but for those who had been on the battlefield, such objects were the most important targets to guard against.

Her weapon is a leg, fake.

The left leg bounced off the ground, and the right leg was broken from the knee, shooting at the neck of the four bosses at a faster speed;

Monks also have mutilated limbs, which is the case. When replenishing limbs, it is not only considered that it is convenient to walk, but also to find ways to increase combat power, and even transform it into hole cards. But it should be mentioned that it is very rare for women to do this, especially those who are beautiful, and it is very difficult for them to pass the state of mind.

There are, of course, exceptions. Compared with beauty, life is undoubtedly much more important, such as the Langlang Fairy, who cultivates to such a status, and can actually be ruthless to rest the curse and the underworld, in the final analysis, it is to live and live.

This maid's choice is like this, the bloodline of the demon beast that she used as a prosthetic limb is strange, and under the cold attack, the damage is stronger than its own deity.

Five steps and five heads. It is rumored that this beast is a branch of Xiangliu, an ancient demon juxtaposed with Ying Long and Jiuyin.

Unlike the first maid, this woman's body reflexes after the severed limb, and the speed of a meteor is far away, and her mouth screams at the same time.

"Kill Su!"

In the nether realm, who has not experienced a thousand dangers and dangers, and who has never laughed at one side? Being in prison is not because he is stupid, but because he is suppressed by the power and is breathless. Once given the opportunity, their will is no weaker than anyone else's. The opportunity was just right.

"Kill!"

Compared with the previous two, Xiao Cui's appearance is the most in line with the standards of orthodox monks, and is commonly used by female nuns, with a naked body gently swaying, a charming and pure face, and dancing into a very seductive picture. At the same time, the ten fingers of his hands moved like flying strings. Out of thin air, a sad and lonely song was played, like crying and complaining, like asking for help, like Jiao Lang calling.

The small bridge is clear, the virgin baths and make-up, and the charm dances in front of him. The Iren moaned in my ears, roughly this feeling. If you use the words of the mortal slut, the red gauze tent, the mandarin duck pillow, the childish face and big breasts, kill everywhere.

And that's not all. The cui girl opened her lips and exhaled like an orchid, and gently spit out a sweet breath towards the four bosses, which seemed to be poisonous and non-poisonous, and there were three silver threads inside.

That's where the real killer lies.

In the face of the Ascended Monk, who can underestimate it unless he has the power to suppress it.

Of course, regardless of the strength of the three women, even if they tried their best, they still couldn't move the four bosses, otherwise they would wait until today;

On the battlefield, sometimes a stunned god can be fatal, and half a point of negligence can change the outcome of the outcome, similar to this kind of thing, Thirteen Lang doesn't have too much experience.

"Definitely!"

Thousands of kills, the head must be.

Fighting the strong with the weak, borrowing strength is the only way to win, and this is not the first time that Shisanlang has done this kind of thing, and he is ready to start from the beginning. From the moment he met with the fourth boss, Shisanlang began to look for opportunities, the strength he could use, and the means and tactics he could use.

The immobilization spell distorts time, and there is almost no way to prevent it, and the laughter of the four bosses was interrupted for a moment, but Thirteen Lang seemed to have been hammered in the face, and his nose bleeded for a long time.

Sure enough, the four bosses cultivated to the super-process bloody clothes, and there was more than one. Strange is weird here, in the habitat, Cheng Xueyi is already among the best, and his cultivation is profound beyond ordinary cultivation;

One realm and one layer, the cultivators of the same realm belong to the same level, and the differences are normal but not too much; just like Thirteen Lang, the mana in his body is not worse than those monks who have completed the transformation of gods, and there is even a surplus; but there is always a limit to this exceedance, and it is impossible to cultivate endlessly. Consider the situation of the four bosses according to this, unless he also has a fixed astrolabe on him.

How is that possible! The astrolabe is not a cabbage, it can be used at any time.

Under the immobilization spell, the four bosses were only slightly affected, but Thirteen Lang suffered a heavy blow, and he had already suffered a loss if he counted the gains and losses. Fortunately, Shisanlang was prepared, although he was not shocked, the prepared actions did not stop.

"Go!"

The second sound was clear, the silver clouds were vast, and the disgusting ant colony set out again, tens of thousands of pairs of wings flew and skimmed, and the first thing to do was not to attack the enemy, but to swallow a star point of light.

There have been experiments before, and the light spots are harmful to the spirit aversion ants but not lethal, and only temporarily disorient their minds, and they can no longer be as orderly as before. Thirteen Lang didn't care about this, he knew that Su Si's boss was strong, and the poison of the disgusting spirit ants couldn't help the other party, and the bite was not a one-time effort, so he simply concentrated his strength together.

Disorderly!

In the battle of the beast tide, Thirteen Lang found that the increased effect of the newborn spirit aversion ant can distort the opponent's vision, divine thoughts, and even supernatural powers.

As for the mental aspect. First, the Thirteen Lang did not expect them to kill the enemy and make contributions, and secondly, they had to rely on. With the super majesty possessed by the queen ant, and the super divine sense obtained with the help of the mocking wind, it is not another kind of superposition.

The attack method is regarded as the main protection, and the thirteenth is not the first, the key is to use it.

"Guard!"

"Wind!"

"Fight!"

Silver clouds roared and flew. Su Si's eyes were clear, and he was ready to cast a spell to counterattack with laughter, and Thirteen Lang seized the last opportunity to kill three more times.

Patting the dragon's horns, the yellow-orange-orange light is like the top of the hood, covering not himself, but Xiao Budian, who has just escaped, and Xiao Cui, who dances to the wonderful realm with his naked body;

Gather!

The galaxy is invisible, and the wind is difficult to move, it is someone else. The wind of the thirteen lang is not like the wind, but more like a wall surrounded by four sides. Heavy and thick, arrogant and domineering, unruly.

The power of the mad spirit was used in a spell for the first time, and its effect was not even accurate for Thirteen Lang himself. Just now, when the galaxy was disturbed by the distant battlefield, when the entire star leak abyss began to rise and fall, when that feeling of breathing came to my mind. Thirteen Lang had a whim, urging the law with the power of mad spirits.

Three techniques of wind, thunder and fire. The power of thunder kills the most, and Thirteen Lang is worried that part of his thunder comes from the Heavenly Tribulation, and it contains the will of the Heavenly Dao, or it is not tolerated by this place. The level of True Spirit Fire is the highest, but it is a bit chicken in the hands of Thirteen Lang for two reasons. One is the old problem. He is too different from the Golden Crow, and the real fire is tangible and godless, and most of them are used to scare people.

The second reason is funny, the rouge bird is not here now, and Thirteen Lang's willingness to set fire has greatly decreased, and he finally chooses the wind.

Coincidental and uncoincidental. It's a foregone conclusion, and it looks good.

With the bodies of the four bosses as the core, the galaxy surging within a radius of 10,000 meters, gathering frantically with the momentum of stacking and overlapping, increasing dozens of times in an instant!

Layout all the means so far, in order to enhance the magic power, Shisanlang even took out the dragon horns, protecting his daughter while fulfilling his promise, so that Xiaocui can dance wildly.

"Bullshit, bullshit!"

Open the bow and release the strings, almost against the front door of the four bosses, and then Thirteen Lang jumped high, the bow was out of the sheath of the sword, and roared in the head.

"Kill!"

"The Crazy Spirit Dao is so hot!"

will use powerful means, followed by an inexplicable sentence, the state of the four bosses is obviously not quite right, except for raising his hands and grabbing a handful, there is almost no other action.

It's almost not completely, the fat face of the four bosses has a confused expression, opening and closing his mouth and closing his eyes, and it seems that he is completely in a fantasy.

Against an opponent who is far superior to himself, the best way to fight is this: the opponent is confused and does not move, allowing himself to fight wildly. Thirteen Lang has been working in this direction, although it is a bit idealistic, but it can also be regarded as a surprise soldier; according to the assumption, so many means are gathered together, whether it succeeds or fails, the four bosses should always devote a lot of energy and make a safe move.

The tactics are right, the means are right, and the effect looks very good, beyond imagination.

Being in the air, Thirteen Lang had mixed feelings in his heart, and the original three-point surplus strength was added to two percent, and his hands were completely opened. It's a pity that the heavens are extremely strange and heavy, and in his hands they have been repeatedly used as a pig-killing knife, and if Jian Zun can retain his wisdom, most of them will scold this unscrupulous person for tarnishing his reputation.

No matter what you say, it turned out to be a hit. Tianjue volleyed out a fan-shaped, sturdy and hit the target.

"Dang!"

What is this sound?

The majestic world, the waves and waves, the irresistible force from the sword body into the arms, from the arms to the whole body, it feels as if it collides head-on with a wild beast, Thirteen Lang is dizzy, flying upside down three thousand feet!

Numbness, soreness, pain, itching, shock, flute, stupidity, fear can't tell what specific feelings you feel, the surrounding scenery is chaotic, and every qiē seems so unreal. In a hurry, the only thing Shisanro could do was to hook his foot when flying upside down and take a person away.

The maid who had just been rewarded by the four bosses and had made a cone.

Boom! Flying upside down all the way, I don't know how many broken trees and thorns were destroyed, Shisanlang finally hit a slope, and his body bounced off again, and then fell, gurgling and rolling for more than a hundred feet, and then stopped.

"It's amazing!"

The fourth boss wiped the blood from his face vigorously, sincerely admired, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"This fall is hard, don't worry, don't worry, rest and get up again. ”

(To be continued......)