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Chapter 40: Feud (1)

The figure with the mask of the wolf wolf is still staring at the sun. Is this ancient totem -style belief? Will the dragon also have faith? He has always thought that the belief in the dragon has only one black king.

Lu Mingfei stopped thinking and thoughtful, the situation was confusing, and it would only be unfavorable to them. He raised the sickle -shaped sword, across the dim wind sand and Deadpool, and the charges were launched in Chaodet.

Emperor who rushed towards the power.

He ignored the sharp claws of the deadpool, and the latter was trying to block all white and sharp things on the road of Lu Mingfei. He looked at the sharp claws except for yellow sand, but Lu Mingfei looked at it.

Don't look at those, Jianfeng pointed to the back of the yellow sand and the sharp claws, there was an emperor wearing obsidian mask.

The so -called assassin is to break through the iron curtain of Wanjun, a sword alone, and let the only husband see the blood.

Lu Mingfei broke the forbidden army of the Deadpool, the sword tip pointed at Sett's neck, and the tertiary dragon was silently set with the sickle sword in Lu Mingfei, just watching.

One deadpool hooks Lu Mingfei's body with sharp claws, which still cannot stop his momentum, so they hang up directly and use the weight of the body to delay Lu Mingfei's footsteps. These

The tricks of things without brains are never beautiful, but very effective.

Lu Mingfei's sword tip is getting closer and closer to the unsatisfactory neck, but his speed is getting slower and slower. There are several Deadpools hanging on his body. Their claws are embedded in Lu Mingfei's ancient copper skin.

The corpse on the body flies with the wind and sand.

The yellowed funeral was hunted by his side, and Lu Mingfei was assault in a group of dead people and wind sand, like a late burial.

When the distance from the tip of the sword tip is less than a nail cover, the abnormal dragon stretched out the normal left hand and easily clamped the sword tip of the sickle -shaped sword with two fingers.

"Hook Dream," Set slowly spoke, actually using pure Chinese. "The alchemy sword made of killed metal is as large as the gap between the ancient Egyptian in the weapon material as the gap between the dragon and the person.

The cast was a master of the East. He gave this name for this alchemy sword, which means to break the dream, or dream. "

"Ah ... Do you speak foreign languages ​​because it is a foreign god?" Lu Mingfei smiled bitterly. He tried to send a horn handle forward, but the sword -blade pattern was not moved.

"Like its name, this sickle -shaped sword once broke my dream with another spear, no ... in the final analysis, it is still the Oriental's fault."

Sett said, his eyes looked at the tip of the sword, so gentle as watching his lover.

"You are also an Oriental, I can see it. And I have the same blood as them." Set asked, "your surname?"

This evil god of ancient Egypt would actually ask him the expensive surname, and in this kind of battle occasion that was still serious in the previous second, he even wanted to talk to Lu Mingfei for a while.

What is this? I played half of the other party and pressed the pause key and asked if you had eaten?

Lu Mingfei laughed and said slowly, his expression was solemn as chanting.

"..."

"Sam's surname? Ah, really disappointed, you are not the descendant of that person."

Set shook his head, he released his left hand's fingertips, ready to raise his right hand to end the farce. But at this moment, he heard Lu Mingfei below.

"For Nothing ... 10 % fusion."

Lu Mingfei's whole body broke out a gas field, "Don't die" again. This time it drove away the black gas that stacked in the wound.

The intensity was further improved, and those dead claws embedded in him were popped up by an inch.

"Hahaha! I know. Orientals with a bloodline!"

Seeing this scene, Sett was not frightened. He made a crazy laughter, opened the fingers of his left hand to hold the mask, bowed up, as if he was fully holding his own madness.

"Is this a new technique, right? So which descendant are you? Your surname or surname Zhu?!!"

"Art?" Lu Mingfei waved the sickle -shaped sword and split the deadpool around him.

"

"Don't hide it, you and I know how to know it." Set stopped the crazy laughter. He opened his arms, and the wind and Huangsha gathered around him.

Set let Shahai's anger fill in his body. His limbs are full of strength, and his body has risen, as if the roaring desert pours anger into his dark flesh. His body is getting bigger and bigger.

It was tall horrible. But the head did not change, because he had to cover his face.

The former Set was a handsome and confusing evil god. When it was penetrated and forced to breed the dragon's body by the alchemy weapon, it caused the evil shape today.

Sett, which liberated the true injury form, at this moment makes the distorted body more thrilling. Compared with the identity of the next generation, Set is more like a person.

"Well ... this is the second stage." Lu Mingfei looked at the monster in front of him, and silently clenched the sickle -shaped sword in his hand.

"I am looking for you to get revenge, Oriental."

"It sounds like you have a big opinion on Oriental people. Why did the Oriental people do you?"

Lu Mingfei took the corner of his mouth. He stared at the monster with a height of more than five meters. For a while, he didn't know where to start.

"Isn't the cause of bitter fruity? Isn't it your ancestor?" Sett's tone with an irradiation anger, "What are you released just now is it a new development technique?!"

"These two feelings are too ... lying!"

Set did not give him any chance of breathing. His claws plowed all the way all the way, and it was like a mountain that was lagging.

Lu Mingfei was too late to avoid, he put his knife on his chest, trying to protect the key.

He tried to struggle, but it was not enough to watch in front of the second generation with any. 10 % fusion.

"It's really funny to look at you at close range." Lu Mingfei took a bite.

"Ah ~ Oriental people like to say a big talk, I know." Stele laughed. He started to work slowly. Lu Mingfei Bronze Royal Saids giggled at this moment.
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