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Chapter seven hundred and forty fifth sword breaking blood flame

"This is the gap. One by one, it makes the image so strange and terrifying. How can you compare your reputation? No wonder you were killed by Emei in the end and unify the world!"

Ye Rong sighed a few words. This black-faced boy is full of ghost spirit and his image is incomparable to those members of the Children's Group in Emei.

However, the chief master also remembered that the Five Ghost Kings Shang and Yang also looked like innocent and cute boys. As long as he did not use his hideous and scary bone heart-locking hammer, it would be difficult to confirm that he was actually a demon boss.

The boy Mao Zhuang, rare, level 190, and a disciple of the Xuanyuan Dharma King.

This boy of all spirits is not very outstanding among the disciples under the throne of Xuanyuan Dharma. It is far inferior to his senior brothers.

But when a magic spell was activated, the group of Emei disciples and Lai Gu were trapped firmly inside. The blood flames rushed forward, and there were already Emei Taoists and players unable to support them and fell into it.

Judging from this trend, after another cup of tea, Lai Gu will become the commander alone and will resist it alone.

And at that time, naturally, she was completely dead and she had no chance of surviving.

"Damn! It seems that I'm going to be here again today. I just said that Lai Gu can't take over the task, but you just don't believe it!"

"Who knows how memorable the idea is? I came across such a powerful npc at the beginning!"

"This Lai Gu is called the goddess of bad luck. It's not a waste of time. No matter how much reward you get, you can't be greedy! I guess her blessing attribute is not as high as mine. There will be good things with her!"

When those Emei players saw that their way out was cut off, they complained loudly, regretting that they had taken on the wrong task.

Among these more than a hundred Emei players, none of them can be called masters, and some of them are even at level 60 or 70. How can such strength compete with the boy?

If there is a master player who holds some powerful magic weapon and join forces to activate it, at least he will have the chance to break through the blood flame encirclement and escape a few-

However, even those masters would not come to take on Lai Gu's mission, so they had already gone for popular NPCs such as Li Yingqiong and Yu Yingnan.

"Why are you still standing far away with that sword? Come over and help me deal with this devil!"

Lai Gu's eyes were actually pretty good. He noticed the chief lord invisible at first sight, shouting his name and asking him to come forward to help.

"Meow! This goblin is so sharp-eyed. You can see it, and it will be impossible for me to not take action!"

Even if Ye Rong was unhappy with Lai Gu, it would be impossible to implement something when he attacked her in public. But it does not mean that he could not wait and see the fierce fighting between the two sides, it would be better for the boy to win the miserable victory.

At that time, he took action to kill the Ten Thousand Spirit Boy in one fell swoop. He was also to avenge Lai Gu and to see what good things this disciple of Xuanyuan Dharma King could burst out. He would never think that there were too many things like the NPC of the Tenth Magical Weapon Ten Thousand Spirit Boy at this level. Even if you kill the NPC of the Tenth Magical Weapon 180 times, you would not be able to burst out one for you. But the Nineth-level Taoist Book may not be, although it may be just a volume of volumes.

The practice of the Dharma King Xuanyuan must be a nine-level Taoist book. As his disciple, the Boy Wanling was very likely to have practiced some of it.

Even if the content is not complete, as long as you can make a volume of one volume and one volume, it will be a big reliance on your own hands. You are not afraid that players who want to practice this Taoist book will not ask for it in the future.

But he didn't expect that Lai Gu was so unsatisfied and even offered himself directly. The boy who had eyes swept his eyes and found his existence. He waved his hand and a blood lotus flew over.

If the chief lord turned around and ran away, he ignored Lai Gu. There were so many Emei players coming back to report that he would not have any good results.

The good image that finally established in the mind of Emei NPC is to collapse overnight and no more birds exist.

He had already cursed Lai Gu many times in his heart. But he still had to pretend to be very enthusiastic. Bai Ling Sword pointed to the sword and split the blood lotus flying towards him.

"Sister Sister, don't panic, wait for me to come and help you!"

In front of Ye Rong Jianguang, the fierce blood flame was like a paper-stuffed tiger. It was broken with one pierced and was directly blasted away by him, giving the besieged people some chance to breathe.

"Junior Brother Yijian, you can block here first. I will go back to bring reinforcements and ask Master Xuan Zhenzi to come!"

Lai Gu's eyes lit up, and the two red and white mandarin duck swords in her hand turned into a dazzling light, and ran far away in a moment.

Ye Rong was stunned. This laigu left without any delay. He turned around and sold his life-savior to the boy who was so peaceful that he sold his life-savior to the boy who has been in a state of peace. It was so awesome to act like this.

Even players cannot do this move more perfectly or better.

"He is a kung fu panda! This goblin actually treats me as cannon fodder. He is not reliable in being a teammate with NPC these days. He doesn't know when he will be sold!"

After the chief master was sold, he went from being a spectator to the main force against the boys of all spirits.

Those surviving Emei players, the boy of Wanling, didn't even care about it. When all the blood flames pounced on the chief lord, these people took the opportunity to run away and didn't all stay here.

These blood flames are extremely tainted. No matter what kind of flying sword magic weapon you encounter, just walk up and sizzle a few times, your spirituality will be greatly damaged. If you have a worse quality, you will even be directly filthy and scrapped.

However, the two tenth-level flying swords in the chief master's hand, and the blood flames of the ten-level boy could be filthy. It would be almost the same if his master came.

But no matter how many blood flames were destroyed, new blood flames were immediately born in a flash, and it was endless. Even if he couldn't hurt him, it would be a headache.

"I have changed from being a performer to being a performer. This business is a loss! If I pick up a bargain and hit the stick, it would be a good idea to charge forward for this Wanling boy. I haven't reached the level 200 and even the standard of the evil wave ss soul required by the Tiandu Sword cannot meet!"

It cannot be regarded as the assessment target of Tiandu Sword. He also risked offending the Dharma King Xuanyuan and spent a lot of effort to kill a npc that would not make a big profit. Ye Rong was not confused about the calculation of this income and expenditure. It took a long time, let alone provoking the Dharma King Xuanyuan, even if there were a few senior brothers from Wanling Boys, he would not be able to take advantage of it.

After a moment of fighting, he just made some conspiracy.

However, although he had no intention of fighting, he could not resist the life-long attack of the boy, and he didn't know why this man was so excited.

Ye Rong was sure that he could not get out of the way, and he was angry. This boy who has been so resolute, did he really treat himself as a soft persimmon?

As soon as his wrist was shaken, a billion-dollar star sand sword light burst out. At first, it was just a thin gossip, and a faint star light was seen. But when a blood flame pierced, it suddenly exploded and became amazing.

Just like the Milky Way hanging upside down, with stars full of light, countless blood flames exploded at the same time.

The boy from Wanling groaned, and his proud means were destroyed. His magical power was retaliated. He could not even use this magical power for a period of time. His blood flame looked powerful, but it also had many shortcomings. If it was destroyed every time he activated, he would need to re-cultivate and cultivate a blood flame spirit, otherwise this magical power would be equivalent to being scrapped.

If this is in the hands of the player, it is equivalent to re-cultivating a level of experience value to make this magical power shine again.

Ye Rong's sword was not very powerful. Mo Jing condensed the highest swordsman he condensed from the Shushan Swordsman to the other side.

The first time I watched by the side, I had already touched the changes of the blood flames for ten times. In the front, I kept doing deduction calculations in the center, and all the changes I encountered after I blasted out this sword were included.

The sword was blasted out, and the sword light was like silk, and it differentiated countless times. At the same time, it hit the most critical forty-nine blood flames, and it was directly bombarded with the sharp sword light, without giving it the opportunity to continue to generate growth.

The chief lord showed a smug smile on his face, and he was quite satisfied with his sword and the effect was excellent.

Looking at the shocking expression on the face of the boy Wanling, the chief chuckled in his heart. If he had defeated with a powerful magic weapon with a strong posture, there was nothing to be proud of, but the sword just now did not activate any forbidden methods. It was just a change in the sword light, and the value of the true energy consumed was less than one-tenth.

"If my sword is used to deal with players, it will also have a similar effect. One sword will break all the methods... Humph, this is just something that is tricked by players who love swordsmanship on the forum, and I am actually a little close!"

It's nothing to be better than a NPC like Wan Lingzi. After all, there is also the Hunyuan Patriarch under the sword, and the Five Ghost Kings Shang and Yang, who are even bigger in the waves, although it is not up to one person.

Ye Rong deduced it in his mind and found that the powerful forbidden methods used by several player masters he had encountered before seemed to be able to break through this method. Of course, in the face of different forbidden methods, there were subtle changes and adjustments in the sword moves, but the overall idea would not change.

After being destroyed, the boy of Wanling sacrificed two black flying hooks, and sprayed his essence and blood on it, immediately making a sound and light.
Chapter completed!
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