Chapter 53 Fishing in Mixed Water

Looking at the particularly enchanting and blood-red fireworks in the drowsy sky, the swordsman reached out and grabbed it in the air. His hands were full of gravel. Meng Hua Xianping stared at the air with sadness on his face.

"What's the matter, boss?"

The swordsman was a little distracted and muttered to himself, "It's troublesome."

The huge sword made a little friction on the ground, Jack. Louis smiled gidly: "Why, why don't you all talk?" Jack. Louis raised his huge sword and carried it on his body: "To tell you the truth, the 60,000 coalition of our Taiyi nation has successfully blocked your country's Phantom Legion at this time."

Jack Lewis's words immediately set off a stormy wave in the Chinese crowd.

"Why are you talking nonsense with them and killing these people's scum?" Iso. Alice raised her magic wand, and immediately pointed all the swords, magic wands and other weapons in their hands to the swords. It seemed that they were ready to attack at any time.

"What should I do?" Jian Xiao's face was still pale, obviously extremely angry.

The long sword in the butterfly dance's hand was horizontal and softly shouted: "What else can I do? Let's go out. Let's kill one, let's have a pair, let's kill a pair.

The swordsman took a deep breath of cold air: "Your Highness?" The swordsman just called softly and glanced at the prince of the empire in front of him.

Meng Hua Xianping closed his eyes in pain and said, "The Phantom Legion has only been blocked, but 30,000 people will never be annihilated. Brother Jian, what do you think we should do?

The sword clan laughed miserably: "You have to ask someone about this." As soon as the swords finished speaking, they saw the defeated superiors coming with a Zen stick: "Let's retreat first and go down the secret road of Diefeng Mountain."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Is there a secret way to say earlier? I was really scared to death by you.

Longyang Canjun was also secretly relieved when he heard this, and his eyes looked at the chest of the man who lost his superior. Of course, he must not have broken his back. Seeing a bulge in front of the man's chest, Longyang Canjun's heart was even more relaxed, but fortunately, the three major villas did not come. Otherwise, you may not even have a chance to block it.

Hearing the words of the public defeat, the swordsman's heart was also relieved, with a trace of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth, and the ice blade in his hand shook several tricks.

Dugu Caihua: "Big boss, why did you suddenly laugh so cheaply?" Listening to Dugu Caihua's shocking words, the sword clan's heart was on the ground. He stopped his anger, and the sword clan stared at Dugu Caihua fiercely. After finishing these swordsmen, they glanced at Jack in the distance. Louis. When the cold blade in his hand was mentioned, the meaning of the swordsman was quite obvious, and he rushed up to kill the scum in front of him at any time.

This Yi people, who have been colded aside for a long time, stood there singing a monologue, sometimes scolding the Chinese as pigs, sometimes cowards, or from time to time to face his buttocks to show off his beautiful TUN.

At this time, the relaxed Chinese warriors will also look at the so-called Dark Temple Magic Swordsman, Jack. Louis.

is intolerable. It's time to let the scum of the Yi clan roll far away. These Chinese martial artists are well-cultivated. Fortunately, they are just angry and thick-necked. They are not well-cultivated. There is already a young warrior who casually twisted a small stone on the ground and flew out with a secret hand.

The gravel broke through the air, like a meteor, directly towards Jack. Louis's ass shot.

"Ah." Jack. Louis covered his hand and screamed there, of course, Jack. Louis can't jump there with his buttocks covered. Yi armor has a characteristic, that is, except for his face, it is basically covered all over.

Jack Louis tried his best to cover his pain. A sharp pebble passed through the gloves and embedded it into his meat. Jack Louis covered his hand and cursed. Some words such as Yi scum were endless. Of course, the black fog was wrapped around Jack. Louis's right hand is also the dark treatment of the Yi Dark Temple healing magicians.

At this moment, a white light fell from the sky and hit Jack directly. Louis's right hand. A miserable cry resounded through the sky, and many Chinese martial artists were stunned. Then he laughed, and one by one, they couldn't be happy anymore. I have heard that darkness and light are compatible with each other for a long time, but I didn't expect the restraint to be so severe.

Jack. Louis glared angrily, which was indeed in the face of the beautiful woman. He just groaned, "Aesop, what do you think you want to do?" Jack shook his right hand after saying that, and a section of white bone lit up from the persistent dark healing magic.

Aesop. Alice was also speechless, frowned angrily, and looked at the one who was giving it to Jack just now. Louis used the Temple of Light to heal the magician.

The light healing magician lowered his head, and the healing scepter in his hand also fell down: "Holy, I was wrong. I just saw Jack's swordsman with bleeding from his right hand, so I panicked and gave Jack's swordsman a holy light.

Aesop: "Jack, you can see that our people are careless."

The dark healing was finally removed, and the dark healing magician who had been treating Jack was no different from the pig. Jack's right hand was detached from the dark treatment. At a glance, the white and tender skin seems to be no different. Jack's novice picked up the huge sword and turned to Aesop: "Aesop, I want the healing magician to pay for his life."

Aesop's wand waved: "Jack. Louis, don't go too much. Don't forget that you are from the Dark Temple. We are from the Temple of Light.

Jack. Louis rubbed the novice and smashed the huge sword into the ground: "All the people of the Dark Temple listened to my order and killed the people of the Temple of Light with all their strength." For a while, countless dark swordsmen and dark magicians all swang their magic sticks and giant swords and rushed towards Aesop. The Temple of Light was no exception. They waved up the weapons in their hands, and a burst of yellow light flew, and countless light magic fell from the sky.

The magicians and swordsmen of the Dark Temple were no exception. Dark magic rushed to the camp of the Temple of Light like a dark curtain.

Look at the dark and light magic that fall from the sky or shoot from the ground. Many Chinese martial artists are as dull as wooden chickens. I really didn't react for a while.

"What should I do, boss?" Dugu's words of picking flowers woke up all the Chinese martial artists present, and now they must make a right decision about the current situation.

Everyone's eyes looked at the defeated superiors and Muyan's farewell girl at the same time. These two people were the only ones who could speak and convince the public. Muyan waved their sword: "Since the Yi people in the two halls have fought, it's better for us to fish in troubled waters."

"This is good, Kensei might as well say, how to touch which side first?" A group of warriors cheered one after another.

Muyan Farewell My Concubine: "Kle the people of the Dark Temple first." As soon as many martial artists heard it, they immediately fucked the guy in their hands and was ready to work.

Everyone was enthusiastic, and Jian Xiao did wave his hand: "Jiansheng, we should kill the people of the Temple of Light first."

"Master of the Magic Gate, what does this mean?"

"Our sword spirit, sword spirit and true spirit are all colorful and are thrown into the light magic. If we throw them into the dark magic, no one will guess that we are fishing in troubled waters." Jian Xiao said here and laughed proudly.

Many Chinese martial artists laughed and felt that Jianxiao was reasonable for a moment, so they agreed with Jianxiao's opinion. Jianxiao patted the swordsman on the shoulder with a smile: "You are so cruel. I can come up with this idea."

Muyan Farewell Ji naturally agreed with Jian Xiao's proposal, so a warrior secretly came from behind along the corner of the wall. Menghua Xianping glanced at the sky with a lingering heart: "It's strange why the skeleton summoning magician didn't see it."

The swordsman is dizzy: "That level of magic is very magical. The magician on the ninth floor of Wingless Land is also summoned once and must rest for seven days."

Meng Hua Xianping was stunned. A group of people secretly touched behind the people of the Light Temple of the Yi people, and the front of them was really gorgeous. One after another of dark magic fell from the sky and hit these white-robed crowds, and many white magic fighting skills flew out from time to time in this group of darkness. The magic of light and darkness kept hitting the ground.

Muyan Farewell Ji carefully observed the situation around her: "Take action." As soon as the words fell, all kinds of knife peaks, sword spirit and true spirit rushed up from behind the Temple of Light. The swordsman poked with two fingers, and the sword spirit shot out of his fingers, like a meteor. Menghua Xianping carried a long sword, and Longyang's swordsmanship was endless.

The sword clan carried up the snow under their feet and rushed up. The sword clan did not directly rush into the magic release area of the dark temple of the Yi clan. The sword clan stepped out and carried out the cold palm of his palm. The cold breath rushed to the unknown area in front of him like a very strong cold current.

A sound of "Peng". I faintly heard the sound of someone falling to the ground in the dark, but the swordsman couldn't hear it. After all, this time it was fishing in mixed water, and there was no need for the Chinese warriors to rush in. After all, the Chinese warriors hardly had the kind of magic shield with no gap in defense, and it was still very painful to rush in casually.

A group of Chinese warriors almost stick to the release area of dark magic and release their true qi into it. They only heard waves of "peng and fluffy" from the Guangming Temple camp. As for whether those magic shields have been broken, not many people really know.

Dugu picked up the GUA hammer and broke the hammer. As soon as he pressed his thumb, the lotus bloomed. Countless steel needles shot out of the broken GUA hammer of Dugu picking flowers. The steel needles flew, and only heard many Yi people fell to the ground and screamed in front of them. Many martial artists saw the shooting, but they didn't expect that a broken hammer in the boy's hand was so useful, but when everyone thought of the original use of the hammer in Dugu Caihua's hand, everyone frowned at it.

The swordsman and the sword flute butterfly dance four martial arts masters hold the blade in their hands, one after another with sword spirit and blade. Every time a true breath flies out, you can hear a scream.

These four guys are really horrible. Many warriors have a chill in their hearts. That's all I think.