Chapter 1699 You are really capable

Birds of prey and beasts chirped, and the spoons saw the right moment and swarmed up from all directions, holding their heads and beating them, and throwing special equipment at the same time.

There are no newly opened smart spoons, such as Wu Spoon, War Spoon, Flame Spoon, Fireball, Golden Ball and Ice Blade, which specializes in attacking tricky parts. For example, eyes, wing tips, only things that birds and beasts of prey can’t think of, there is no spoon that can’t do it.

Arrived.

Wen's little fireball is not interested in killing monsters, but it likes to join in the fun. It jumps three feet high, shoots small fireballs and spins around, cheering for all the spoons.

Wen's Little Fireball: I'll beat you up.

The soup ladle gave it a beating, and held down the tail of one of the birds of prey to pluck out the feathers. The long, smooth brown feathers were not very pretty. The soup ladle pulled it down and took a look, wondering whether to take it back and sell it for interstellar coins.

It doesn't know whether this bird feather is worth interstellar coins.

The Wen family's little fire ball saw the action of picking up bird feathers with the soup ladle and had an idea. He secretly hit the small fire ball on the head of the bird of prey. The bird of prey jumped up with a "chirp" sound when it was roasted, and the bird soul was frightened.

Damn it, how much hatred is there, beating and roasting!

You didn't hold it down?

The spoons all took action, pushing the jumping bird of prey back to the ground and beating it hard. Wen's little fireball flew up and burned the bird feathers, one small roll, two small rolls, straightened a handful, and then burned them again.

A big roll.

After admiring it after ironing, Wen's Little Fireball was surprised to find that it was quite good at ironing bird feathers.

The spoon was busy beating the bird, and the Wen family's little fireball was busy ironing the bird's feathers.

Seeing that the two bird-of-prey beasts were beating hard, Xun Shao flew to the bird's head and curiously touched the new hair style of the bird-of-prey beast. He was very surprised. There were many small curls, as well as big ones.

Xun Laopo praised Wen's little fireball: You are really capable!

This compliment doesn't matter. The Wen family's little fireball is so beautiful that it flies out to catch birds and beasts with wings and perms them.

The birds were killed. The birds and beasts in the sky were frightened and flew back to their nests with chirps. It was so frightening to the birds. The tribe that had dominated the Green Bamboo Star for thousands of years had no face at all. They chirped and flew away overnight. It was really scary.

It's terrible.

After the Spoons killed two birds of prey, the bad-tempered red chicken monsters rushed out in the rain to make their presence felt. Birds of prey are cowards, but they, the red chicken monsters, are not cowards. Let's have a fight with the fireball first.

The fireball flew over and the spoons scattered again.

Then he turned back, surrounded the two red chicken monsters, pounced on them and beat them all together.

Press the head, pluck out the bird's feathers, and give it a small roll. After the small roll, give it a larger one.

The spoons were full of energy, high in fighting spirit, and used all kinds of ingenious moves on these two red chicken monsters.

Actual combat is experience. When two parties fight against each other, the spoons have figured out many ways to fight.

Wu Laoshao beat the red chicken monster on the head while throwing dirt into the monster's eyes. He grabbed the dirt one by one and threw it over. The red chicken monster couldn't open its eyes. The so-called sand can't be rubbed in the eyes, which is a big deal for the monster.

Sample.

The red chicken monster fluttered its wings and struggled.

Bang Bang Bang······

The spoons headed by War Spoon and Flame Spoon raised their fists, followed by a group of beatings, and beat the red chicken monster to the ground in one go.

First his belly hit the ground, then his wings, then his legs gave way, and the red chicken monster fell down.

The red chicken monster was lying in the muddy water and beating the ground with its wings. Damn it, it was a miscalculation. This time it encountered a bad egg. It didn't play according to common sense. Is there such a damaging move in a fight????
Chapter completed!