Chapter 19 No discussion

Angles ignored himself when he saw Soege, so he had to point the magic wand in his hand to the swordsman; "Let go."

Countless bright arrow feathers surged like locusts. The swordsman withdrew their fists and retreated and turned their fists into palms. A stream of true air rushed up from the palms of the swordsman. The heat of the bright arrow feathers rushed to the front. The swordsman secretly celebrated themselves. Fortunately, they had released the ice true air from the palm of their hands. It is directly consumed by the bright arrow feathers of Angles.

The heat of the bright arrow feathers and the ice of the swordsman are directly offset, and the white gas flies between the two. Angles constantly summoned the bright arrow feathers to join in, and the consumption of the bright arrow feathers that shot on the ice true air continued to decrease. At this time, the difference between the seventh layer of the wingless realm and the eighth layer of the Shuntian realm is already obvious.

Bean-sized beads of sweat flowed down from Angles' forehead. Angles gritted his teeth, but he had to support it, otherwise he would die. You know, the Yi people have always been afraid of a kind of people, that is, the Jian family in Jimo Villa. When the people of this family see the Yi people, they are like lust demons seeing beautiful women. I really don't know what the Yi people have offended them. Angles gave up his happy thoughts and dedicated himself to displaying his bright arrow feathers. Of course, when Angles performed the archery of light, his feet kept retreating. In case he can't win and run away, although this kind of fighting is very unfair and his opponent is very perverted, he hopes that he can avoid punishment after returning to the family. Angles retreated cautiously.

Looking at the cold ice in front of him, it was getting thicker and thicker. The swords knew that they had exhausted the magic of the other party's magician and only had the last blow. They thought that the Yi had little strength. At this time, the swordsman was ready to continue to consume became hot, because of the light on Angles. The Ming Shield disappeared one layer. The swordsman was happy to see this, but his face was calm and ready to make a sudden blow.

When Angles saw that the light shield on his body had disappeared, Angles felt bad. The sweat on his forehead was dripping faster, and his face was like gold paper, pale without a trace of blood.

What is needed is that at this moment, the sword clan's feet are full of wind, and the light skills on the shaking straight are displayed. The sword clan suddenly leaped, and the cold palm immediately changed into 72 consecutive fingers, and the whole person rotated rapidly. The cold true air instantly shot at Angles like raindrops from between his fingers.

With this shot, Angles's heart was cool. Looking at the ice true qi, which was more dense than the spring drizzle, it was estimated that the sword clan was too lazy to find flaws, trying to directly break their bright shield with the dense ice qi.

Angles was reluctant to take it away and took out a white gem directly from his arms. He was too lazy to set it on the magic scepter. Of course, he didn't have time. Angles pinched the white gem directly in his hand and quickly stabbed the white gem into the meat. At this time, a fierce magic force broke into the magic spring that was close to dry like a run wild horse (magic spring: the place where the Yi magician practiced magic and consolidated his magic cultivation). Angles got this magic. At the time of magic energy, the Light Shield is immediately activated, and the magic scepter directly draws a five-pointed star in the air, and Angles's quick point is in the center.

The "ding" light shield was instantly broken, and the 72-way chain of the sword clan had already smashed this layer of light shield. At this time, when the ice was about to shoot into Angles's body, a thicker layer of light shield appeared in front of the sword clan.

Angles's blood fell on the Light Shield, making the constantly flowing Light Shield have such a trace of blood invisibly. This time, the swordsman was depressed. With the serial finger just now, the swordsman hit a whole 218 fingers in three breaths. In other words, the swordsman shot a whole 2001 in a few seconds. Eighteen true qi, such a terrible speed, has not yet killed the magician of the Angeles, the Yi clan. The sword clan slowly fell to the ground from the air. When the sword clan saw the layer of bright shield with a little blood that was no longer milky white, the sword clan was finally relieved. The sword clan only felt disgusted and could not fight. If you win, you will use any gems and things in the magic bottle. The swordsman once again turned their fingers into palms. The high-speed attack just now caused the internal force to flow smoothly in the body, so now we must wait for it to recover.

No one did anything for a moment. It was quiet. There was only dead silence in the courtyard. Looking at the sky, it was already sunset. Darkness enveloped the earth. The summer wind blew through the yard, feeling the coolness of the wind and allowing their hair to dance with the wind.

Angles. *Feel the recovery of the magic heart spring. At this time, the gem is getting smaller and smaller. Finally, the gem becomes the size of a grain of rice. When the gem becomes the size of a grain, Angris. * I can't help sighing that the magic bottle is better. If there were magic bottles, the magic recovery would not be so slow.

Seeing the gem that had become the size of a grain of rice, the swordsman knew that the time of the decisive battle had come, so they took his hand gracefully: "Your Excellency, please." After saying that, the swordsman waved his skirt casually and made a hand-made move.

Angles also knew that the swords were going to win this time. He thought that his two Light Shields could resist his crazy extreme attack. This time, he didn't know how long he could resist it. Angles also gave himself another Light Shield, and the two Light Shields rotated around Angles. In two lines of defense of different sizes, the Light Shield has a small dead corner that is invisible to the naked eye, and this small dead corner generally rotates at the fastest speed so that the enemy can't catch it. But if you bear the attack like the sword clan just now, you must not be able to withstand it. Maybe you can only rely on Mr. Gong. Thinking of this, Angeles opened his magic perception and expanded around. This expansion has a bad feeling in his mind, because Mr. Gong has disappeared.

"Are you looking for that elder?" The swordsman took a step forward.

Angles. * I was shocked, and there was a trace of disbelief on my face: "How do you know?" After saying that, Angles felt that he was quite idiotic. The swords could know that they must have felt their own magical perception.

The swordsman attached their hands behind them and slowly took a step forward: "Do you expect him to be loyal to you, a scum who can betray his own nation?" After saying that, the swordsman quickly raised their palms and rushed to Angles.

With a "boom", Angles felt a powerful energy directly hitting his chest before he could react. Angles was just a magician who was naturally knocked to the ground and slipped dozens of arms. Two layers of Bright Aegis, the innermost layer had been broken. As soon as he touched the ground, Angles quickly forced himself up with a magic scepter. Angles half knelt on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood from Angles, obviously hurt. Angles looked at the only remaining Light Shield in front of him and couldn't figure out how the swordsman sent the so-called internal force of the Chinese people to penetrate the Light Shield. Angles was annoyed at the thought of his injury.

Looking at the puzzled eyes, the swordsman put away their palms. The cold palms just now not only shattered the innermost light shield of Angles, but also made Angles injured. Of course, in order to destroy the innermost light shield, they seemed to be injured. After all, the light shield is really fucking A turtle version of the best defense, the sword clan couldn't help swearing in his heart, but it did not show it. The sword clan did not have the habit of being happy.

The stuffy breath in the chest has not dissipated. The sword patriarch breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why he waited so long to make a move just now was to find the small loophole of the Bright Shield. When I found it, I took action immediately, but I didn't expect to make myself so angry. The cold palm is indeed worthy of the top martial arts of the family. It directly damaged the second layer of Light Shield and Angles through the first layer of Light Shield. If it hadn't been for the broken Light Shield, it would have been estimated that this Yi people would have flown up to see their god of light. If I had known this, I would have used ice palms from the beginning.

Angles forcibly raised his spirit and forced himself to stand up with an angry face: "What kind of demon law is this?"

"You have to die today." After saying that, the swordsman slowly turned around and faced their descendants to Angles.

"I,,,,,,." Angles. * Looking at the back of the sword clan, I was timid and a little panicked. After all, if I continue to fight like this, I don't have to live. The Chinese people on the eighth level of Shuntianjing want demons, which is indeed a strong existence. Unfortunately, I am not a wind magician, otherwise I would have run away long ago. Angles thought of this and suppressed the sulking breath in his chest: "If I tell you where Mr. Gong has fled, will Mr. Soge let me go?"

"Do you think this matter is negotiable?"