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In an instant, I felt that my whole body was rejuvenated in front of the direction, and I could advance or retreat as I wanted. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

What the hell is this?

For a while, Xiang Qian was extremely afraid of Jisheng's pair of cymbals. When the two sides faced each other again, they only had to face Jisheng alone, and this guy immediately left, and under the shifting position, he had already hid to the side.

Obediently let me go, this Jisheng is not my nemesis, how can I freeze myself twice when I match it three times?

Jisheng has arrested this guy several times in a row since then, and after being avoided by him without danger, Jisheng also knew that the guy was afraid of him, his face sneered slightly, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a disdainful arc.

It's not a cataract in front of the direction, the expression on Jisheng's face is exaggerated and flamboyant, he naturally sees it clearly, it's just that Niang Xipi's, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, and if you want to save face, you won't fight with your own life!

I still decided to hide before the direction. Before I was completely sure, my brother avoided you, Ba Luo, one of your sacrifice spirit cultivators, master, I am only in the early stage of the soul cleansing, it is clear that I am afraid of you, and I am not ashamed!

This guy really dodged again and again, but it also made Dejisheng unimaginable for a while.

Suddenly, the direction felt that the formation was stagnant, and "Huh-" Jisheng's big cymbal actually slashed towards the white rat No. 1.

What's even more paradoxical is that Mr. White Mouse, who had been chasing Jisheng before, seemed to have fallen into evil at this moment, and he didn't dodge or dodge, but just greeted him with the scimitar in his hand indiscriminately.

With a "bang", the No. 1 scimitar of the white mouse took off his hand, but the whole person froze, still standing in a daze, a posture of waiting to be killed.

"Let's go!" The Gangzhu puppet picked up the White Mouse No. 1, and the entire formation shifted backwards for several feet, so that it could avoid Jisheng's subsequent follow-up blow.

The next moment, the white rat No. 1 seemed to suddenly regain consciousness, and clapped several palms in a row, not only knocking Jisheng back empty-handed, but also taking the time to reach out and take back the scimitar that fell in the distance.

"What's wrong?" asked Xiang Qian.

"I don't know, just now I felt that my legs were suddenly frozen, and then I wanted to lie down and rest for a while. Hey, that's weird. Ratone replied inexplicably.

Isn't this symptom exactly the same as before!

What is the situation? Isn't it a clear bully to bully people? Fighting, whether it is yourself or the white mouse No. 1, you will give people such a thing in a cold manner, this is like you are speeding at a speed of 120 miles on the highway, and from time to time you will suddenly come to a sudden brake, who can stand it!

Fortunately, after careful observation before the direction, in the entire seven-person team, he and the white rat number one will fall off the chain like this, and the others will be normal.

Oh, this is weird, how is it to engage in racial discrimination?

Earlier, this guy was wondering, could this be an illusion? However, the seven comrades-in-arms who were also in the same place, how could this illusion work for themselves and the White Mouse No. 1, but not for the other five?

Carefully observed again, and soon found that when the White Mouse No. 1 was "frozen" again, there was no ice under its feet, but the White Mouse No. 1 gave people the feeling that the whole body had been frozen. From this point of view alone, it is really an illusion.

If it is an illusion, where is the core of this illusion?

In front of the direction, he carefully controlled the small array of seven people, always paying attention to snatching the white mouse No. 1 at a critical time, but his eyes were fixed on Jisheng's body.

Don't look at the other three monks shouting all the way, as if they were attacking loudly, but what can really make the two of them as if they are frozen will only appear when facing Jisheng alone.

If you want to find the phantom core, I'm afraid that you can only work Jisheng.

After fighting dozens of times, gradually, this guy finally saw some fame. In fact, Jisheng is not able to perform that boundless trick anytime and anywhere, but ......

Yes, that move will only appear when he takes the thirteenth step under his feet, and at that very moment, Jisheng will launch a ferocious attack.

Thirteen steps, thirteen steps!

He groaned secretly in front of the direction, and the most direct way to block Jisheng's thirteen-step kill was, of course, to make it impossible to take a step. But it's almost impossible to do. You think, if you want it to stop, you either do it out, restrain it, or cut off both of its legs, and now you have what it takes?

Besides, if he can do this, why bother if he takes ten, eleven, or thirteen steps, and he will already be victorious, right?

can't stop Jisheng's steps, so how can we break the thirteen-step "freezing" of this guy?

Moving forward and thinking that at the moment, the seven of them don't seem to be in an illusion realm anyway, in the final analysis, they should still be in the Jikong Old Thief's Hanging Heaven and Earth Formation, and Jisheng's thirteen-step killing is just an intermittent outbreak of illusion.

So, in essence, his little illusion technique, I'm afraid that he hasn't even reached the realm of the Ma family's double illusion, so why should he be afraid of it?

Calm and calm! I exhaled deeply in front of the direction, and a thought had already emerged in my heart.

In such a long period of time, seeing that the white rat No. 1 was repeatedly hit, he passively played the "frozen one" many times, and survived the rescue of the Gangzhu puppet again and again, and gradually, even the white rat No. 1 was afraid of Jisheng, and had the intention of cowardly fighting and avoiding war.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart before the direction, if my brother didn't do it again, I was afraid that this fierce general who had always been in the fire and in the water would eventually be gradually polished into a rubber chick that could be kneaded by others.

It's just that your Jisheng can play the first year of junior high school, but I can't play fifteen years before the direction?

This time, Xiang Qian deliberately replaced the White Mouse No. 1 in the back, and took the initiative to meet Jisheng.

"Chok", when Jisheng's cymbal was blocked by the power of the formation in front of the direction, he was slightly stunned, oh, why is this kid no longer afraid of me and avoiding me?

Yes, the so-called good scar forgets the pain, it must be that he remembers whether he eats or not, and after a few times without fighting, how much luck is there?

Jisheng was secretly happy in his heart, and as soon as he came into contact with the direction of Qianfu, he immediately deliberately flashed aside, secretly luckily in his hands, silently stepping on the pace, faintly leaving the direction of the left and right steps, just waiting for the thirteenth step to come, it is necessary to have a shapeshift, it is best to take down the thief surnamed Long in front of him with one move, so as to completely end this round of calamity.

Pretending not to know the direction, he continued to urge the formation to take care of the enemy step by step.

Finally, Jisheng was ready at the twelfth step, and when the next step came, this guy shook his body and came to the opposite side of the direction, and said silently: "Fixed!"

Immediately, a familiar scene appeared, and Long Xingkong on the opposite side was really stunned, not only could his feet no longer be shaken, but his overall reaction also slowed down.

Well, if we don't get rid of you now, we will wait for when!

Jisheng swung his cymbal and smashed it heavily on his chest in the direction. He naturally knew that the armor in front of the direction was strong, and since he couldn't penetrate his armor, he might as well be shocked to death by cymbals.

"Bang-" This cymbal really hit, Long Xingkong fell backwards on his back, and the puppet jumped out next to him and grabbed it, and was about to drag it back into the formation.