Chapter 201 Kill on the spot

, it's a pity to be regarded as a pawn!" Looking at the crazy music coming forward, Don't beg coldly said, "I won't be a pawn in the future. On the contrary, those who play chess will be swallowed by me as pawns one by one. But you are such a guy... It's really blind to choose you as a chess piece!", patted and sat down the bullhead, and don't beg for stretching out your left hand. With a crisp sound, a black flat metal box one foot and three inches long came out of the back of his hand and suspended about three inches on his arm. God's consciousness instilled a black phoenix pattern on the box, and two thin crossbow arms, like bird wings, suddenly popped up on the left and right sides of the box.

Put the Zhenyuan into the box, the crossbow arm automatically bends, strings it up, and then increases and increases, three crisp sounds, and three nine-inch-long thin crossbow arrows are shot out of the box.

The crossbow arrow has no feathers, the arrows are wolf teeth-shaped, with blood grooves, 36 sets of broken early runes engraved inside, and there are also thirty-six nested wind runes at the tail. The arrow was cracked, bringing a blue cold light more than ten feet long. With the harsh shrilling sound, it suddenly cut a hundred feet away and arrived in front of Le Shu.

The roar of the gun exclaimed, his body suddenly paused, and the golden gun swept, accurately hitting the three arrows.

, Dangdang, three loud noises, the huge body of the music was shaken by the huge force attached to the small arrow, and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row. The flames erupted under his feet, and every step was like a small bomb bursting under his feet, blowing up a large hole several feet in the solid ground of the campus. Three corn-sized holes were shot out of his golden gun, and the dense rune array on the dragon's body coiled around the barrel of the golden gun was disturbed. The original golden long gun suddenly dimmed a lot.

"Momen hits the fairy crossbow!" Le Xiang held the long gun with trembling hands and glared at Begging more than a hundred feet away.

Look at the flat metal box suspended on the arm, don't beg and shake your head: "I don't know what this thing is called. General Jing Ke gave it to me. Blame it, you blame Jing Ke! By the way, this immortal crossbow is still refined by Mr. Mo Zhai himself. If you are shot to death by it, "Your Lejia people avenge Mr. Mo Cheng, don't come to me." On the viewing platform, Jing Ke poured a lot of wine and kept laughing in a low voice.

Mo Zhai, who was standing beside Yan Dan, shook his head repeatedly: "This boy is so cunning. Although this immortal crossbow was refined by Mo Zhai himself, it was he who killed the people with the immortal crossbow! If it hadn't been for Jing Ke's entanglement, would Mo Zhai have refined this kind of murder weapon?

Three small crossbow arrows were flown dozens of feet away by the kissed golden bullets and landed on the campus. Mo Zhai squinted and glanced at the crossbow that fell on the ground, and suddenly sighed: "The arrow is blue and poisoned. The blue light condenses but does not disperse, and the water light contained in it should be a highly poisonous snake saliva. Cang Tian testified that all the weapons refined by Mo Zhai were never quenched." He leaned down to the schoolyard with his hands behind his back and smiled: "I like this child, who is quenched on the crossbow arrow made by Mr. Mo himself."

Mo Cheng grinned, shook his head and smiled, "This child is good. It's just a little more vicious. But the world is "not vicious, you can't live..."

When several people talked and laughed, Lexiang had already roared angrily, and a fire cloud rushed out of his feet. "The body stepped on the clouds and flew up to the sky, shaking dozens of red fireballs the size of water tanks between their hands and roared down, bombarding from all directions. All kinds of skills practiced by the Lejia are more suitable for close combat with the enemy on the battlefield. They pay attention to refining the body and strengthening the real power, and do not have much understanding of magic and Taoism. Therefore, flying on the clouds and attacking the enemy with high-temperature fireballs are the only two magical magics of music.

Looking at the high-temperature flame flying down from the top of the head, the divine consciousness swept through the fireball. The temperature of the core is about 3,000 degrees, which can melt gold into iron, and ordinary rocks will also be burned into magma by this high temperature. The real people and warriors below Jindan are hit by this kind of fireball. . Don't beg for a mocking smile, raised his right hand casually, and easily punched dozens of punches.

The fist smashed the air and brought a circle of small air explosion ripples. Dozens of incoming fireballs were smashed by Buqi's fists, and a large area of red flames poured down and attached to the ground of the school yard next to Buqi. The ground was sunk, and a shallow layer of magma produced small blisters on the ground.

Looking up at the music that stared on the clouds, don't beg for a dark cloud suddenly rising under your feet." He also stepped on the clouds and flew in the air. The acquired spiritual earth beads and the acquired spiritual wooden beads slowly circled around him for a while, and then he opened his mouth and swallowed into his stomach. Holding the long gun of the nondescript ash pole, don't beg for the gun and sneered at Lexiang, "What other tricks do you have? Let's see if today is your revenge for your bastard son, or uncle, I pinch your head today." He glanced at Liao Du, Yan Xianchen and others, and sighed softly, "In the future, don't always think about making trouble for me, you will die!" Liao Du and Yan Xianchen's faces changed rapidly. They remembered what they had just said. Yan Xianchen and Leqi had a private meeting in the backyard of Lefu. How could they know what they said? If it hadn't been for the agreement that the two secretly reached by Don't Beg just now, the threat of Don't Beg is just a joke. But when Don't beg in front of so many people and expose the two cooperation conditions of Lehui and Yan Xianchen, his threat became very deterrent.

Yan Dan on the reading platform suddenly laughed: "This boy is making rapid progress. It seems that in the future, we will treat him seriously as the Tianyun Gong of the Yan Dynasty. We can't treat him as a country bastard and fool him randomly!" With a sigh, Yan Dan said to himself, "It's not clear whether he knows that he was used by Yan Dan to attract people, so he caused him so much trouble. . If he knew, Yan Dan wanted to subdue him again. What would he do if he really made him a loyal minister of Yan?

Mo Zhai and Su Chun looked at Yan Dan at the same time. They said with one voice, "It's easy to do. Just marry Po Le."

Yan Dan's face suddenly became very strange. He looked at Mo Zhai and Su Qin helplessly and said with a wry smile, "Yan Dan can't say anything about this. This matter, one depends on the meaning of Bule himself; the other, let's see what Qi Jun thinks. Shaking his head, Yan Dan muttered in a low voice, "The heads of the seven patriarchs have been cut off, and the eight kings of the governors also have their own thoughts. You can't even force the crown prince to fight against himself. This Yan Dynasty" is really going to fall apart."

The three of them looked at the no begging and music floating over the campus at the same time, and then sighed at the same time.

After a while, Su Chun sighed, "Since ancient times, there has been no immortal king. When the king of a country can really live immortality, no matter how filial the descendants are, they will be forced to think about something else. Difficult, difficult, difficult, even if I wait, I can't think of a good idea. I have never encountered such a thing. How to do it? What should I do? You can't kill all the big Yan clan, can you?"

After listening to Su Chun's words, Yan Dan ignored the identity of himself and Su Qin, and spat at him face to face, "Oh,!

Mo Zhai smiled again. He shook his head and sighed, "Fortunately, the victory is coming. The Spring Festival is coming! With this strong enemy staring at the people's hearts in the Yan Dynasty, it's time to calm down, right? Don't beg for this doll" doesn't have to be used as a top jar. By the way, if you want to clean up the court, you have to act in the name of not begging. It's really aggrieved.

Yan Dan's face was very knotted as if he had seven or eight hundred hammers, and at the same time hammered his lower body fiercely.

After a long time, Yan Dan sighed quietly: "I used to think that only by having more children and grandchildren can we gain a foothold in this damn place. How can I know that there are many descendants? This family, national affairs, world affairs, everything is sad! Alas, fortunately, the victory is coming, and Dan can't wait to thank him! When Dan Yi kills Yingzheng, he will definitely be buried.

, Ding Dingdang, the sound of impact is constantly coming from the sky. Don't beg to carry the soft and light white wax pole long gun" and the music of smashing blood all over the body. The golden gun and the wooden gun kept touching each other, but the golden gun was shot back by the wooden gun again and again.

Don't beg for the huge Zhenyuan to be poured into the long gun, with a gust of wind to smash the music in the face. His strength is stronger than Lexiang, and his reaction is faster than Lexiang. The time when Lexiang stabs a shot, don't beg that he has stabbed out eighteen shots. The gun is inseparable from the key point of Lexiang. The music that was beaten confused has long been chaotic, and can only passively sweep around with a golden gun in an attempt to block the begging attack.

, Dangdang, two loud noises" The golden gun was swept away by Beggars again, and the tip of the gun rudely pierced two small blood holes around the lower abdomen of Lexiang.

On the school field, Jing Ke, Gao Jianli and others have stood up for a long time, happily looking at the beggar who has an overall advantage. And the powerful ministers who gambled with them sat in their seats one by one and couldn't move. Especially Chun Wuyang, who gambled with Jing Ke, clenched his hands and could almost spit fire from his fingers. He glared into the passive music and cursed softly, "It's a waste!"

Suddenly, a huge black iron wheel suddenly flew out behind you. With a loud noise, the eight-foot-inch-diameter iron wheel dispersed and turned into thousands of extremely thin palm-sized iron wheels roaring out. The iron wheel was attached to the rapidly rotating sharp teeth. With the sound of the cracking wind, thousands of iron wheels instantly covered Le Xu's body.

The flesh and blood splashed, and the music sounded "Oh, screaming and flying out of the countless packages of iron wheels. At least 20 or 30 pounds of muscles on his body were crushed by iron wheels, and white and miserable bones were exposed in many places. If it hadn't been for the golden shield the size of six palms spewing out of his body and spreading into a golden halo to protect his body, Lexiang had been smashed by these countless knife wheels.

"Momen Thousand Blade Wheel!" Le Hui roared wildly and looked back angrily at Mo Zhai, who was standing beside Yan Dan.

Mo Zhai drooped his eyelids and took a deep breath. He muttered in a low voice, "Jing Ke is a famous disciple of Mo Zhai. Le Yi... No!"

The heavily damaged music roared almost crazily: "Don't beg, you dare to hurt me, go to hell!"

The right hand was turned over, and a piece was made of platinum, carved into a vivid image of a white tiger. The base wrapped in the thick golden air was caught by the almost crazy music. He sprayed blood on the order seal and was about to launch the prohibition on it when two jewels suddenly sprayed out of the begging mouth.

The spiritual earth beads and the spiritual wood beads were close at hand, and the six golden round shields on Lexiang's body were blown to pieces, making his whole person disappear.

He grabbed the white tiger base in his hand and shook his head secretly. It's so difficult to kill a musician. Acting is really a very difficult thing. There are too many tall people near the campus. If you hadn't been afraid of being seen, don't beg for a long time to kill the music with one blow.

Slowly lowered the cloud head, don't beg to turn your head and look at Jing Ke on the east reading platform: "General, you have won so much. Don't beg for profit?"

Jing Ke suddenly burst into laughter.

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