Chapter 73 Bull Demon King

"Three consecutive strikes!"

The attack speed of the thirteen swords is faster and more vivid. The three sword shadows passed through the void and heavily pierced the bright body of the tauroy. Two critical strikes and an ordinary attack floated from their bodies, -65, -64, 34!

"Hack!"

The figure did not pause, and the toes were in the air, and the thirteen swords leaped again. With the borrowing of the tauren toes on the tauren, the long sword in his hand turned into a flying eagle, like a mountain, quickly splitting the bull-headed soldiers under him.

Boom!

Another critical strike flashed again!

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The bull-headed soldier fell down with frightened eyes at this moment of the thirteen swords. At this time, a bright aura lighted up from the dead bull-headed soldier, but it was still late. In the end, the rescue of the bright cat demon was not as fast as the attack of the thirteen swords!

Boom! The huge body hit the dusty mountains and smashed a piece of dust on the ground.

In the dust, the bleak figure of the thirteen swords loomed.

The whole attack process, such as lightning flint, is so fast that the other four taurus have no time to rescue, and even the treatment of the fluor cat demon is too fast to release.

You should know that the glow cat demon's healing skills also need to be read in seconds.

"This man is so fierce!"

A few strange words appeared in the minds of the other four bull-headed soldiers, all with frightened faces, and their frightened eyes patrolled back and forth between the thirteen swords and their fallen companions.

"This is not a human!" The tauroy took a step back one after another, and they were afraid at this time.

"Hm?" The thirteen swords held the blood-dropping sword and slowly turned around, staring coldly at the four frightened bull-headed soldiers in front of him. The cold sword in his hand trembled, and a pleasant voice suddenly sounded from the sword, surrounding the mountains for a long time.

"Uh!" As soon as the four bulls heard this sound, they seemed to hear that the king of hell was coming to take his life. They retreated violently, but their way out had long been blocked by their companions behind them. Therefore, at this moment, they couldn't advance or retreat, and they stared at the thirteen swords full of murderous intent.

Looking at the approaching thirteen swords, the tall bodies of the four bull-headed soldiers actually trembled under the mountain wind.

Hu, the indifferent thirteen swords, with a wave of the long sword, the whole person quickly bullied them like a cannonball.

And Xu Feng's three-point attack strategy on this side finally worked.

Ziyan's attack and Xu Feng's attack, the two joined hands and assisted by Xu Changman. Although the attack rhythm was not as exaggerated as the thirteen swords, they still slowly killed a throwing captain.

"Although it's slow, it's still good to be like this!" Wangchuan kept his eyes and carefully observed the situation of his teammates. While frowning and thinking carefully, "Although this kind of tactics are very blue, it is good that he has made perfect preparations before. Whether it is the team's pill equipment or the durability of the team members' equipment, it should be able to persist until the end of the copy."

Time passed slowly, and the ten throwing captains on the mountain were slowly decreasing one by one under Xu Feng's three-point strategy.

And on the side of the thirteen swords, four tares have already turned into cold corpses and permanently fallen at the crowded intersection. At this moment, the thirteen swords are gradually stepping on the corpses all over the ground, coldly deep into it, and a little monster slowly falls under his ruthless fast sword.

And Wangchuan's attention is mostly focused on the thirteen swords, because he is the main force and the main force of this copy, so his treatment is mostly on him.

The thirteen swords are not gods. He is a human. No matter how fast it is, it is normal to be hit in the face of dense monsters.

Fortunately, Wangchuan has been maintaining his true words: shield, and under the treatment from time to time, coupled with his skills, he was rarely hit, so he did not encounter much danger.

And as the tip of the team, he is like a mountain cone, slowly disintegrate the enemy's Baolei from the outside.

With the fall of ten throwing captains on the mountain, Xu Feng, Ziyan and Xu Changman also joined the team to attack the mountain pass monster pile, and everything is slowly returning to the original plan of Wangchuan.

With Xu Feng's fierce fireball technique fiercely hitting the bull-headed striker and taking away his precious life, there were only ten monsters left in the valley.

The mountain-like king BOSS Bull Demon King, and the six glowing cat demons behind him, as well as the three tall bull-headed guards in front of the Bull Demon King.

At this moment, they gathered on the black altar with a solemn face.

Xu Feng and six others carefully walked into this valley surrounded by mountains on three sides.

"Different from ordinary Graca-level replicas, this place is a valley surrounded by three sides, surrounded by grass and rocks and phosphorus, and the space here is the size of a football field." Xu Feng carefully followed the team to approach the boss while constantly looked at the surrounding environment.

The six people quickly came to the monster pile led by the Bull Demon King, keeping a distance of about 25 yards from them.

At the front were the thirteen swords and passers-by, while Xu Feng and Ziyan stood in the middle of the team, while Wangchuan and Xu Changman stood at the end of the team.

Wow!

The mountain wind blows, the cold face blows people, a dust permeates the mountain, and the murderous atmosphere between the two sides is unstoppable like a flood.

On the one-foot-high altar, the high bull demon king held his chest with his hands. On his right side, a long black axe stood on the altar. The axe was sharp and shining brightly. On one side of his body, he saw his eyes staring at Xu Feng and them coldly.

The atmosphere is unprecedentedly tense.

"This king boss is actually called the Bull Demon King!" The passers-by looked at the three top names of the bull demon king on the head of the tall boss and shouted strangely.

"Yes, it reminds me of the four masterpieces!" Xu Changman was used to singing with him, and at this moment, he couldn't help taking it.

"I don't think of that one, I think twice as much as Zixia Fairy!" The passer-by looked at him with contempt and denied his remarks.

"King of Comedy, the one by Zhou Xingxing?" Xu Changman didn't care about his eyes, but also asked him with bright eyes. You know, in reality, he is crazy about this old movie.

"Ye" The passer-by looked at his shining eyes and said obscenely, "You are also his..."

"Fant!" Xu Chang shouted out happily, and the two smiled at each other, and then laughed as if no one was around on this solemn occasion.

"You two..." Xu Feng looked at them helplessly and smiled regardless of the occasion. It was really... Lost to them.

"That's true!" Xu Chang shrugged his shoulders and looked very happy. After about 20 years, he could still find fans who liked this movie, and he was still in the game, which has to be said to be the classic of this movie.

"Ha ha, let's not talk about it, just look at everyone like this..." The passers-by thought for a while and couldn't find a good word. "Anyway, you understand, I'm revitalizing the atmosphere!"

"Okay, passers-by!" Wangchuan looked at him helplessly. Seeing that if it went on like this, the murderous atmosphere just picked up in the team had to be destroyed by them. Thinking of this, he had to say something to stop him.

"Ha ha, boss, I won't talk!" The passer-by touched the back of his head and looked regretful.

"Alas!" Wangchuan shook his head and looked at him, withdrew his eyes, stared at the altar, and said harshly, "Are you ready?"

"Ye"

Everyone's nerves suddenly went from loose to a state of collapse.

"Thirteen Swords, Xu Feng and Ziyan!" Wangchuan looked at them with heavy responsibility and said seriously, "It's up to you!"

"Ye" Xu Feng nodded. He knew that the next battle would be strictly implemented as the tactics arranged at the beginning, and no one could go wrong.

"True Words: Shield!" Seeing that they were all ready, Wangchuan raised the purple wand in his hand, pinched the seal with his left hand, and soon put an auxiliary state on the thirteen swords.

When the state comes, like the thirteen swords of the ancient god of war, it quickly blows away to the altar like a wind. Before the people arrived, the momentum of the sky had slightly changed the front three bull-headed guards.