One hundred and ninety seven despicable still(2/2)
Otherwise, he will never get out of the fourth day of trial.
Because he is mean and immobile, he has a huge problem. He has a wicked nature and a kind heart, and he has a little bit of mean thoughts.
Just like the ferocious stillness on the first day, he could become even more ferocious. The desperate stillness on the second day, he also broke through the still space with greater despair.
Only this despicable stillness made him feel powerless to break through. He was a person who was not despicable and had no dirty intentions, so how could he be despicable.
"Boy, what kind of eternal power do you have?"
The lord of the war city, the corpse chief, stood up and asked, staring at Zhu Tian with his bloody eyes, and the corpse poison smoke on his body gradually became thicker.
"You can't see the words on the stone tablet?"
Zhu Tian glanced at the word "Standstill" on the stone tablet, and rushed forward amidst the questioning, still using the Qing Yan Fist as the front.
"Go to hell!"
The Zombie Chief of the Battle City City Lord jumped up, his palms turned into palm shadows and pressed down on Zhutian. The zombie's face was extremely ferocious.
At this moment, he had murderous thoughts in his heart and left no way to survive.
Zhutian still jumped up and collided head-on with the opponent. Suddenly, a death crisis came towards him, and he was extremely frightened. He quickly looked around and saw a hidden sword light in the shadow of the palms in the sky, slashing towards him.
The death crisis comes from the hidden sword light.
"Sneak attack!"
Zhu Tian Xie Mei smiled, he was the ancestor of the sneak attack, how could he be attacked by him.
His feet were twisted sharply, and he was already twisting his cause and effect in the air to avoid the sneak attack of the sword.
boom!
The explosion sounded like thunder, and Zhutian was blown away again.
Zhikui, the lord of the war city, wanted to allocate his strength for a sneak attack, so Zhutian was not far away when he was blasted away by the palm shadows all over the sky.
After landing, he looked up and saw a thick-backed sword in the left hand of the Lord of the Battle City. It was four feet long and had majesty emanating from it. It should be a holy weapon.
holy soldier,
Lower than imperial soldiers and higher than Tao soldiers, they are special weapons for saints in the Hinayana realm. They can bind their strength as a front.
Although this combat soldier is not as powerful as the Imperial Soldier, it is also very rare and its number is not much greater than that of the Imperial Soldier.
"Do you use a left-handed sword?" Zhutian asked while looking at the corpse of the Lord of the Battle City.
"Boy, have you ever heard of the saying that the right hand is the king and the left hand is the trick?"
"I've heard that if you use a left-handed knife, you are indeed a ghost, and a despicable ghost at that!"
Zhu Tian shouted and rushed up, stepping on the Karma Step, and his body movements were like illusions. He did not intend to fight head-on with the opponent, because the opponent had a knife in his hand, and it was a left-handed knife, which was famous for its weirdness.
Chapter completed!