Section 81 Turning hands over is clouds and hands raining

Wei Qiqi stretched out his hand to take the Daxia Dragon Sparrow Knife, and pounced non-stop on the god general who made the horse lance, the other party was able to get out of the cloud Luo cover, seeing his companions fall one after another, his heart was suddenly shocked, where did he dare to let the other party get close, his arms bulged, and the horse lance was shaken, three on the left and four on the right, dancing vigorously and impermeable.

The horse lance is eight, the lance is armor-breaking, and the foot combat is very inconvenient, but the cloud stands in the void, unobstructed, and its power can be brought into full play. Wei Seventeen slashed two generals in a row, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, the momentum was rising, his right hand stretched back, Tu Zhen turned into a streamer, fell into his palm, showing the shape of the dragon slaying true yin knife, a knife waved, the horse lance was split, "dang" a loud sound, Shuo Feng buzzed and trembled.

Zhou Ji spread his wings, broke through the air, and suddenly appeared behind the god general, pulled the five-colored divine light, and brushed his head and face. The god will be so good, the round eyes shouted, use all his strength, and the dragon slaying true yin knife struggled, Wei Qiqi suddenly let go, the blade bit the mallet, like a wheel, spun a few times, Tu Zhen jumped out, picked up the Taibai Ling Sun stick, straight and stabbed in the chest.

The big stick is in front, the divine light is behind, the front and back are sandwiched, the abdomen and back are affected by the enemy, the god will be helpless, so he has to put the horse lance back, and is brushed by the five-color divine light, his hands are loose, and he desperately holds the Taibai Ling Ri stick, snorting, and his eyes are cracked.

Wei Qiqi saw it clearly, with a flick of his fingers, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Yin Evil Needle pierced from his navel, the anger was raging, his arms were loosened, the Taibai Ling Sun stick smashed heavily on his chest, his back arched high, Zhou Ji took the opportunity to sacrifice the five-color divine light sickle, and the curved blade slashed, cutting off his head of a six yang.

The god will be wounded three times, and he struggles to survive, and with his arms he jerks out, catches his head, and presses it down to the severed neck. Tu Zhen swept with a stick, discounted his arms to his elbows, Zhou Ji turned the five-color divine light sickle, cut him off at the waist, Emperor Chaohua urged the blood river to roll away, and firmly bound him, and the three of them worked together to prevent him from escaping.

Wei Qiqi abandoned it, stretched out his hand to handle the ownerless horse lance, his right arm swelled a circle, the green tendons burst out, vaguely connected into the shape of nine dragons hugging, and shouted, like a thunderbolt sounding in the nine heavens, and threw it hard. As soon as Ma Lifu left his hand, the next moment he flew to the enchanting girl, and the girl was immediately frightened

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