My Daughter is So Amazing

　　Roll suddenly appeared, and the cultists on the opposite side were startled, and they all backed up a few steps.

　　 His appearance suddenly appeared, which was still a bit scary.

　　 The young man who had turned into a weird man snorted coldly and tried to greet him, but was stopped by the skinny old man.

　　 "Let's come first, don't waste the gift of our lord, he is probably hiding a master behind him."

　　 The old man has lingering fears about the symbol on the ground that represents ‘escape’, and he is very afraid.

　　 It happened that this black and white yin and yang face suddenly appeared, without any power fluctuations on his body.

　　 "Go together! Kill him!"

　　 The old man shouted loudly and took out a dazzling snake-shaped dagger from his arms. A dark green arcade circle lit up on his chest, and the runes on it alternately lit up, slowly rotating.

　　 Other cultists did the same. They took out their daggers, set up the magic circle, and surrounded Roll from many directions.

　　 They sang something in a low voice together, and the low sound waves gathered together and poured into Rohr's unsuspecting ears.

　　 Luo Er was taken aback for a moment, then stopped and tilted his head.

　　 The old man couldn't help showing a vicious smile on his face.

　　 The mental pollution exerted by this group is close to the strength of the Cthulhu Heir level. For humans, the effect is far better than normal attacks. After all, the difficulty of spiritual protection is much higher than that of physical protection.

　　Cthulhu's heirs are the weakest with a danger level of 8. A large part of the reason is because of this invincible mental pollution.

　　 wailing! Scream! Then... die!

　　 The old man roared in his heart, and continued to whisper in his mouth.

　　 After being taken aback for a while, Rohr looked around for a while, and asked inexplicably:

　　 "What do you want to do when you learn mosquito barking together? Do you bother me to death?"

　　 The old man was stunned for a moment, his face showed an expression of seeing a ghost, and he couldn't even care about singing.

　　 invalid?

How can it be? !

　　 But he reacted immediately and shouted:

　　 "Stop singing, he has spiritual protection equipment on his body, use a secret sword to stab him to death!"

After 　　, he held the snake-shaped dagger in his hand and wiped it on the edge of the secret technique barrier on his chest.

　　 The entire dagger was suddenly dyed into a blackish dark green, faintly revealing a bit of vicious light.

　　 This is a special poison technique, which can make both sides of the dagger extremely poisonous.

　　 The other cultists did the same thing, and then rushed forward one after another, stabbing the poisonous dagger in his hand at Luo Er.

　　Roll still stood on the spot, did not move, adjusted his posture with his left hand, holding the bottom of the scabbard instead, slanted the saber on his back, the hilt of the sword protruding from his right shoulder.

　　 Then, he held the hilt of his right shoulder, took a step forward, his body rotated clockwise, and his right hand drew the sword.

　　铮!

　　 With a crisp sound of a sharp sword unsheathed, the sword in Roer's hand drew a perfect arc in the air and returned to the scabbard.

　　 Ding Ding Ding

A series of crisp noises sounded around 　　, the snake-shaped daggers in the hands of the cultists fell one after another, and the secret magic array on his chest was also extinguished one by one.

　　 They still stood there, motionless.

"this……"

　　 The muscle monster lowered his head and touched the bone-bearing wound on his chest. Dark blood was constantly pouring out.

　　 He didn't see anything clearly, he didn't know how the injury came from, as if he suddenly appeared on his body.

　　 He stretched out the arm that was thicker than the waist of an adult male, and touched the high priest next to him.

　　 The thin old man's neck slowly showed a bright red blood line, a large flow of blood poured out, and his body fell softly.

　　 is like knocking down a domino, and the other cultists also fell one by one.

　　 One sword, all the lives, none of them escaped...

　　 Luo Er glanced at the muscle weird who was still standing, his eyes slightly narrowed under the mask.

　　 Not only did he not die, but the terrible wound on his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 This made him frown slightly.

　　 This sword, a little mistake...

　　 The height difference of the enemy is too big!

At this time, the muscle monster reacted like Mengfang, with a roar in his mouth, and a strong kick under his feet. The hill-like body leaped towards Roer like a cannonball, swinging his casserole-big fist. His face.

　　Rol hurried across the scabbard and held his opponent's punch.

　　 Boom!

　　 After a muffled sound, his figure fell backwards and withdrew far away, the whole basement was trembling slightly, and the ground under his feet was plowed into two deep gullies by the fist wind.

　　 "The power is okay..."

　　 He moved his aching arm a little, commented.

　　 The muscle monster roared again, and pounced like him again.

　　 His fist directly penetrated Roer's body and hit the wall behind him. The wall suddenly cracked a big hole, and the traces of the cracks quickly covered the entire wall.

　　 It is a pity that he only hit the afterimage.

　　 "The speed difference is too much..."

　　 Roel didn't know when he had appeared behind him, and shook his head dissatisfied.

　　 "Even my family can sacrifice, and the power in exchange is nothing more than that. Is it worth it?"

　　The muscle monster seems to have lost his mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ did not answer, but turned around and rushed over for the third time.

　　Rol's sword has been retracted back to his waist, and his right hand flicked on the hilt.

　　Sword light flashed across the fleshy man's body, and the fleshy body exploded one after another, and the whole body seemed to have been chopped by hundreds of swords in an instant.

　　 All his limbs were cut off, scattered around, the whole person was only the upper body, but he was still struggling, and roaring in anger from his throat, like a dying and struggling beast.

　　 "The vitality is still quite tenacious, but on the whole, it is very general..."

　　 "You also take refuge in a slightly more powerful monster, right?"

　　 Luo Er continued to comment.

　　 When he was in the village before, he heard the fat man mention that there were many people outside who would sacrifice to monsters and obtain various powers. It was very evil and very dangerous.

　　 This is the first time he has encountered this situation today.

　　 But the one in front of me has a bad vision, and the monsters he takes refuge in are too weak, or too stingy, and give too little power. In short, it is very delicious, even the profound meaning is not needed, and it can be solved with ordinary swordsmanship.

　　 "I should have done it earlier, sorry..."

　　Roll whispered very guiltily.

　　 This was apologizing to the three poor sacrifices. He was a little hesitant and jealous at the time, and missed the opportunity to save people.

　　 will be so angry later, a little bit of incompetent rage...

　　 "Not next time!"

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