Chapter 744: Borrowing from the King
"The sun is setting!"
Zao Wou-Ki didn't pay attention to the comer, but dodged and flew up, falling from the sky, and ended Liangdao's life with a sword.
At this time, he heard the voice of the comer, and at the same time took five steps back, guarding against a possible sneak attack from the other party.
"Master Mao, be careful, this person is not an ordinary difficult person, his moves are extremely sophisticated, be careful not to follow his way. Lord Liangdao is too light of the enemy, and he was poisoned, and unfortunately died. ”
One of the guards hurriedly surrendered his hand and kindly reminded.
"Yes, Lord Bunga. ”
The other guards said as well.
"You know, I don't care who you are, what grudges and hatred you have with the Pegasus Firm, and with that fruit maniac, I don't care, and I don't want to care. However, my good brother can move no one, because he is my rebel scale, and whoever moves will die. Now that you kill him, you will have to pay the price of blood, even if you want to escape, flee to the ends of the earth, only I have a breath, I will hunt you down, and I will not die. ”
I don't care what he thinks, there are blood stains on his body, thatch squats down, tightly hugs the stiff body of the "pony overlord" Liangdao, while gently touching his face and hair with his hand, very emotional.
Seeing the unwilling eyes of the person in his arms, Mao Maocao frowned slightly, and after touching two or three handfuls, he closed his eyes with his hands.
The dead are great, and it is unlucky to die without closing your eyes.
"The two of them won't have the goodness of Longyang, how do you look at it, it seems to be a traitor#love. Because how can ordinary people have such tenderness. ”
After glancing at it, Zao Wou-Ki was heart trembled.
To tell the truth, he is not interested in the phenomenon of Longyang, broken sleeves, and broken back among the monks, because he himself looks down on such a deformed relationship from the bottom of his heart.
"Hehe, I also have admiration for Maoshan Sect's generation of leaders Mao Cao, if he dies under your spear, it is not too inferior, and he has a good explanation for the Cao Gang and my family. At least, I didn't run away, I didn't fear your iron spear and "Meteor Chasing". ”
Zhao Wuji waved the sword in his hand, and his face did not change.
As the foreign affairs elder of the Cao Gang, although he Zao Wou-Ki did not get more oil and water, he had a lot of knowledge of the famous people of the various sects, and the outstanding new disciples from the Maoshan Sect, Mao Maocao, knew not less. As the core disciple of the second deputy sect master of the Maoshan Sect, Mao Maocao is quite good, and among the new generation of core disciples of the entire Maoshan Sect, he is absolutely stable and has about ten masters in the sect. His weapon is a huge Chaotian Yuan iron spear, and he has learned the master's unique martial art "Meteor Chasing Cloud Technique", a combination of self-cultivation, flying steps and attack moves, which is very good, and he is also his master's famous martial art. Don't look at his young age, he is now in the middle of the fusion realm, so he is reused by the Maoshan Sect and stationed in the Tianma Commercial Bank as an offering, enjoying supreme treatment, and can take a large number of spirit stones and pills.
Others may not know much about the Maoshan Sect and the details of Maoshan Grass, but he can know the roots, and this person is also quite tricky.
At this time, thatched grass put the body of Liangdao into his own space ring, and then took out a huge weapon, ready to fight to the end, except for the death of one side.
His weapon is a purple-red iron spear, which is a relatively rare cold weapon, an offensive weapon used to assassinate the enemy, and is a common weapon in war. A long handle, with a blade, used to stab the enemy. It is three meters six long and weighs up to one kilometer.
"Bell!"
He casually slammed his feet down, and a deep hole appeared in the ground, and the handle entered the ground at least more than a meter.
"The legendary meteor chasing the clouds, as elegant as the wind, as heavy as the clouds, killing the enemy and resisting the heavy, no edge does not go, I have to deal with it carefully. After all, my weapon is a sword, and it suffers greatly not only in weight but also in length. ”
Zao Wou-Ki mused.
"Kill, kill, we've been waiting for a long time. ”
Just when the two of them were about to start, the crowd of onlookers was already impatient, who didn't want to finish reading it early and go home quickly.
In front of Tianma Commercial Bank, here on Tianma Road, there was a case of Tianma three masters and people showing male style on the street***, and there were many pedestrians and monks who heard the news, after all, such a wonderful and rare phenomenon could not be seen if you wanted to see it. Not only that, but more than half of them are holding image stones, after all, these can be enjoyed and collected by themselves in the future, and they can also be used as a topic to show off to friends and others.
If it was usual, the guards of the trading house would definitely drive away this melon-eating crowd, but the elders of the Cao Gang came to provoke them, and they also shackled a confession, and they were all more than ten or even fifty guards together, and they couldn't kill each other. Therefore, their hope was that this powerful person from the Maoshan Sect could find a place for him, and it should not be too late to collect those image stones or something at that time.
"Yes, Lord Confession, you must defeat this hateful creature and let him know the wrath of our Pegasus. ”
The guards were also a little cautious and shouted beside them.
"Wait until Hugh is noisy, or I won't mind giving him a look. ”
Urged by everyone like this, Mao Maocao was displeased, and inadvertently pulled out the purple Chaotianyuan iron spear, a ring of the scene. Then, there was silence.
No one touched his moldy head and killed himself.
In fact, the anger and hatred that emanated from his whole body could already be felt by many people.
"Wuyang Kaitai!"
Zhao Keji shouted violently, and raised his sword to attack the chest of thatched grass. Five white rays like the sun appeared in a daze, flashing almost synchronously towards the thatch on the opposite side.
He is usually good at forbearance, and he doesn't like to take the initiative to attack enemies who are fighting with him, thinking that it is easier to move than to work, and it is the best policy to wait for work.
However, at this time, Mao Caocao's mood was sad, but he only had the only chance to defeat the other party, and the key was that the other party was a genuine fusion realm cultivator, and he didn't know how many blood feuds he had in his hands.
"Pull out the clouds and see the green mountains!"
As soon as he held the purple Chaotian Yuan iron spear in his left hand, thatch grass swept the spearhead towards Zhao Wouji's half waist. After all, his spear is long, not only fighting with the opponent in close quarters, but sweeping wildly can also greatly consume the opponent's patience and spiritual power.
"Dangdang, dang, dang!"
After five sounds, the Mixed Heaven Yuan Iron Spear made a loud sound of metal slamming into it. However, thatch grass still avoided it too hard, and almost gave his opponent some sharp counterattacks.
"Again, I don't believe your spear is invincible. ”
Zao Wou-Ki's body suddenly changed, and in a short half second, he disappeared in place. Needless to say, it must have adopted a stealth stealth attack mode.
"You, if you have a book, I will let doubt life!"
Thatched grass put the spear across his body, and did not dare to use it against him.
"Borrowing from you, you are also a good weapon. ”
Somewhere in the void, someone snickered.