Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter Bet

Screams came one after another, and a monk fell to the ground one after another. The cultivators were so scared that they fled in all directions, and no one dared to rush towards the warship again.

"Do you want to make a bet!"

Qinglin waved his sword to attack Zuo Shizong, and said to Long Wu.

"What are you betting on?"

Long Wu's gun pointed directly at Zuo Shizong's chest, forcing Zuo Shizong to get in a hurry.

Qinglin: "If I cut off the old man's head, you will stay with me in Qingzhou for a hundred years. If you blow up the old man's head, I will accompany you to the Star Palace!"

"Okay, one word is certain!"

Long Wu agreed without any hesitation, and his figure shook, and rushed straight to Zuo Shizong, wanting to fight with Zuo Shizong.

In this close-knit fight, Qinglin on the other side was not easy to launch a long-distance attack. If you are not careful, you will accidentally injure Long Wu.

Zuo Shizong was so angry that his body trembled. He never expected that someone would bet with his head, but the magical powers of these two people were not inferior to him at all. Now he was covered in bruises and even his internal organs seemed to be damaged. He was not the opponent of these two people. What's more, Gu Baifeng, a powerful Venus man, was staring at one side and had no intention of fighting. While driving the flying sword to attack the two, he jumped to the other side and ran away.

A huge illusion claw roared down from the sky and slapped Zuo Shizong, but the Yun-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-Zhuan-

Zuo Shizong's retreat was immediately stopped again.

"mean!"

Long Wu cursed angrily, feeling that he was fooled by Qinglin. With the help of the cloud eagle, wouldn’t Qinglin win the fate?

He was dissatisfied with his magic power, and suddenly a flame flew behind him, and a giant dragon magic figure emerged out of thin air. The dragon's mouth opened, and the rolling flames turned into a sea of ​​fire and swept towards Zuo Shizong. As the dragon claws swung, a dense claw shadow slapped at Zuo Shizong. Immediately afterwards, the flame dragon swung its long tail, soared into the air, and rushed towards Zuo Shizong.

There was also a rolling heat wave behind Zuo Shizong, and a dense array of flames slashed in crisscrossing. Qinglin rushed over immediately after the sword light, trying to fight Zuo Shizong in close combat.

Zuo Shizong complained secretly that he was a sword cultivator and his magic body was not powerful, so he was not willing to fight with the two. He wanted to use the mastery of wind power to escape, but unexpectedly, a level five-level ferocious beast, Piercing Cloud Eagle, ran out and blocked the way, and there was no way to escape.

Soon, Long Wu stabbed Zuo Shizong's belly with a gun, but Qinglin rushed to Zuo Shizong like an arrow, and cut off Zuo Shizong's head with one knife...

This fierce battle came quickly and went quickly. None of the 30,000 overseas monks escaped their lives. More than 2,000 were captured, and all the rest turned into corpses.

With the protection of warships, machine guns, watermelons, Gu Qingying, Long Wu, and Chuanyun Diao participated in the battle. Only one of the Qingzhou cultivators was injured, but none of them died in battle.

The cultivators of the Fenglei Palace who were accompanying him were shocked. Many cultivators of the Yiling Sect and Yunxiao Pavilion were also shocked. The attacks of the three machine guns exceeded the intensive attacks of dozens of purple-level divine arm crossbows. Killing the purple-star monk was like slaughtering a dog and a chicken, but no one could stop him. How many big killing weapons did Li Yu and Chixue City have in their hands?

Long Wu, Gu Qingying, it’s fine if the magical power of the Cloud Diao is powerful, even Qinglin dares to rush forward to fight with the Venus monk. How could there be so many monsters in the Red Blood City? How many trump cards does Li Yu have now?

No wonder Li Yu dared to attack Wang Ting in Huzhou, no wonder he dared to chase and kill all the way overseas. Without many powerful Venus, who could block the attack of this team?
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next