Chapter 72 Easy

Hearing the call of the sword flute, the swordsman's eyes swept slightly, and Jack, dressed in black armor and holding a huge sword. Louis and Iso. Alice is unilaterally slaughtering Chinese warriors, and those doorkeepers with only eight levels of Shuntianjing can only protect themselves. Seeing this, the swordsman immediately circulated in his body with true qi for a week, and a trace of green true qi appeared in his white Dantian.

"Is this?" The sword clan looked at the situation in his body and couldn't help but be stunned for the first time in his life. The green true qi appeared in his Dantian. This was the first time the sword clan saw such a situation in their Dantian. The sword clan immediately smiled. Before waking up, he felt a warm true air in his body. The slow flow made the swordsman inevitably think of a little girl.

The swordsman recovered from his own thoughts and gently jumped in front of the zombie. The cold sword spirit passed directly through his chest. The blue scabbard also penetrated into the body of the zombies with the swordsman's, and poked some white maggots to the back. Many girls in the butterfly door looked at the constantly squirming maggots. It's a burst of nausea, dizziness and vomiting.

There are all strange things in the world. In this bloody world, there are many young people in the world, blocking the beautiful women of the butterfly door behind. But at this time, the sword clan can't control so much. Although the stench came one after another, the swordsmen could only grit their teeth and endure it, and the cold blade in their hands waved another sword spirit.

The white maggots keep falling to the ground, and those dark rotten meat is also rapidly decreasing. The zombies in front of them are really tenacious. Sword flute, butterfly dance, Longyang Canjun, sword clan and other masters continue to swim around the zombies, and constantly cut those maggots and rotten meat with real qi. Under the siege of the masters, it has become a skeleton.

It's just that the black and smelly zombie skeleton in front of us can't be seen on the day they fall. Several masters of the sword clan and Jian Xiao looked at each other. To be honest, it was the first time that no one had ever fought with zombies. The stinky black skeleton showed no sign of falling to the ground and falling away. The swordsmen couldn't help it first: "Uncle Xiao, you hold on first, I'll take that monky. Roger cut and directly carried out the beheading operation. Without the zombies guided by the summoning magician, I don't think it will last long.

Jian Xiao nodded quickly. Everyone was annoyed by the situation in front of him. Under the siege of the four masters, zombies rarely had the power to fight back, but they did not die. It was not a way to go on like this. Longyang Canjun and Butterfly Dance also agreed to this plan and estimated that they would not take Mengqi. Roger found out that the zombie would not be knocked down.

The sword clan first took a move to "shake up" and was followed by "stepping on the snow without trace" skillfully carrying out two kinds of light swords in a few steps and standing in the sky. The sword clan looked at the Yi camp black and white, the white one is the bright temple, and the black nature is the dark temple, monky. Roger, a nine-layer summoning magician in the wingless realm, will naturally only hide in the dark camp.

Thinking of this, the swordsman temporarily delayed delivering true qi to the soles of their feet, and let themselves fall. When the swordsmen fell only six arms away from the ground, the swordsmen flew forward under the eyes of a group of a group of Yi swordsmen, gently crossed them, and repeatedly. The swordsmen's eyes flowed around. At a glance, they were really disappointed. Extremely white skin, eagle hook nose, blonde hair, a group of Yi people fell into the eyes of the sword clan, dazzling.

The sword clan was also stunned several times. So many Yi people and sword clans can't tell which one is Monchi at all. Roger and the sword clan do not make any stop at their feet. Finding talents is the key. In case a sword is thrown by a tall swordsman, it is naturally not the will of the sword clan to fall into a bitter battle.

Just looking at the sword clan floating around like a white cloud in front of him, Jianxiao was also stunned. Longyang Canjun stabbed out several times: "That boy of the sword clan, why are you flying around there? Are you juggling?"

Jianxiao sweated: "I guess that boy doesn't know Munch. What does Roger look like? Jian Xiao's words immediately made several Chinese masters around him speechless. Of course, Longyang Canjun understands what this is. Since ancient times, the Chinese have looked at the Yi people, which is really no different from looking at the big cake face. Although the swords have seen Mengqi. Roger didn't know montge several times. What's the difference between Roger and other Yi people? Immediately to a few people around him: "Do any of you know meng qi? What does Roger look like?"

As soon as Longyang Canjun spoke, he immediately attracted a brief calmness, which means that although everyone has seen it, they can't really describe Mengqi. What does Roger look like?

"I know." A young voice came from behind the crowd, which immediately relieved everyone. Except for Longyang Canjun and others who had to fight with zombies, those who had a short rested would look at the source of the sound. If you don't look at it, you will take a breath of cold air.

Longyang Canjun took a leisurely look at the moment: "You can really tell the difference between those blondes and white skin."

"I can share it." Shun'er nodded firmly. Meng Hua Xianping quickly retreated from Zhu Jian Wanrong's side and grabbed Shun'er's little hand: "Let's go." As soon as Menghua Xianping finished speaking, he only felt a rising breath on the bottom of his feet dragging him up. Menghua Xianping dragged Shun'er and flew directly to the left and right flying swordsman.

"Brother of the sword clan."

Hearing a crisp and tender voice behind him, the swordsman immediately looked back. Wearing the luxurious Menghua Xianping flew with only 16 moments, I have to say that the royal light skills were still very good. With a sixteen little girl, Menghua Xianping could actually do it with his only six-layer skills in the realm of Shuntian. So easy.

"What are you doing here?" The swordsman paused in the air and wondered,

Menghua Xianping was waiting to speak, and Shun'er snapped out first: "Brother of the sword clan, can't you find the Yi summoning magician?"

The sword clan was pointed out by the young Shun'er's shortcomings. He didn't want to find a hole in his heart, so he had no choice but to nod. Instantly pointed to a corner with her left hand: "Where is it?"

The sword clan looked in the direction pointed out by the instant. Sure enough, a dark Yi magician was holding a staff there to guide, and the black magic wand drew one seal after another in the air, which made the sword clan somewhat unexpected. According to common sense, after the summoning magician of the Yi clan summoned something, as long as he chose the summoning object. One attack target, everything is OK, and those summons will automatically attack, meng qi. Roger actually led the zombies to fight, which made the sword clan somewhat surprised.

The swordsman carefully looked at the Monge in the distance. Roger's magic robe covered his whole body, the magic hat stayed on his head, and the magic wand in his hand was just exerting a certain type of guiding magic on the zombie. The swordsman was sure that it was correct. The owner stepped on the head of a dark swordsman without a trace of snow, and the whole figure went directly to the munky. Luo rushed over.

After a few efforts, the sword clan floated from a distance to munch. In front of Roger. Sweat soaked montge. Roger's robe is mixed with a smell of sweat, which is even better than the stench of the zombie, who has been focused on controlling the zombie montage. Roger was suddenly surprised to find that a white shadow fell from the sky, montage. As soon as Roger was shocked, the cold blade of the sword clan cut over mercilessly, and the blue scabbard shot out one true spirit after another.

The swordsman did not intend to give the enemy a chance to live at all. Several true breaths passed through their chests, and several bloody blood holes appeared in meng qi. Roger's chest. The nine-storey Yi summoner fell on the grass. Summoners without magic shields are as vulnerable as ordinary people.

Munch fell to the ground. Roger's bulging eyes stared at the swordsman, and his eyes were full of disbelief. I hid among a large number of Yi magicians, but I didn't expect to be found by others. It's in meng qi. The moment Roger fell, the zombie skeleton finally collapsed and became a pile of broken bones.

Menghua Xianping came with Shun'er, and Menghua Xianping looked at the montmon on the ground. Roger was speechless in his eyes: "Just killed by you?"

"They didn't open magic shields or anything." The swordsman said lightly, and immediately the ice blade was like long eyes, dangerously blocking the huge sword that had been cut over. At the same time, several Yi people next to him exclaimed, "It's not good. Roger's mentor was killed by them."

"Report to Lord Jack immediately." A dark swordsman swept over with a sword, but was dangerously captured by the sword clan. After shouting, the Yi people saw the giant swordsmen who were taller and rushed back.

"Jack. Louis. How can you cool the warriors of the Temple of Light in front?" Standing behind a group of swordsmen, Aesop, who has been bombing with magic. Alice's staff in her hand stopped and scolded angrily.

"The nine-layer sacrifice of the wingless realm of our dark camp fell down. What are your swordsmen in the bright camp?" Jack. Louis rushed towards the swordsman with an angry face and couldn't wait to remove the swordsman.

"You idiot, the whole encirclement plan has been destroyed by you. Is a nine-story magician in the wingless realm so important?" Iso. After saying that, Alice was knocked to the ground by a group of soldiers in the light camp. Fortunately, several magicians next to him reacted quickly and took Aesop. Alice pulled up. Iso. Alice was waiting to scold a few words, but the two dark and bright lines of defense seemed to have collapsed the long embankment. Many Chinese warriors rushed up like floods and beasts.

"This,,,,,," Iso. Alice couldn't say anything at all. The magician next to him saw the opportunity early and dragged Aesop. Alice retreated, and the people of the two temples retreated like a tide.