Porter of Two Worlds

The skeleton was holding the blood-stained sword in front of the crowd. A slight movement of the body made the sound of clicking and clicking, as if it would fall apart at any time. Its skeleton was gray, but it also shone with a metallic luster, giving it an extremely hard feeling. There are black flames beating in the eyes of the cave, making people creepy.

"See it? This is another baby of mine, made from a dead warrior skeleton, doped with dozens of precious metals, and its strength is enough to withstand the split of the true element of the warrior's realm. At the same time, I He also extracted the spirit of the martial artist's realm to erase the seal of consciousness. Except that there is no true element, he is basically a martial arts practitioner in the realm of martial arts, and can perform moves. "

In the void over there, the Shinto monk showed off his masterpiece with an expression to introduce to everyone.

After hearing these words, everyone's face changed greatly.

Although there are thousands of people practicing martial arts here, there are less than ten strong men in the martial arts realm. In the face of such an indestructible monster who knows how to show his moves, most people simply cannot resist.

The words of the other party made the people even more desperate, and only listened to his somber saying, "I have ninety such things! I originally wanted to seal the ninety-nine after they were all together. It ’s a pity that the bones of the martial arts realm are too difficult to find ... "

"Next, I will let these little guys I made play with you, either you take them apart or they tear you apart!"

"Haha, isn't it fun? Rest assured, it doesn't matter if you die, I will not waste the flesh and blood, and will let those skeletons absorb your essence and help them grow!"

After speaking, the other's wide cuffs fluttered, dozens of dots flew out, and the storm rose. After landing, they became a skeleton frame, some holding a sword, some holding a long knife, and holding a long gun And axe.

With a total of ninety-one skeletons standing on the shelf, facing the crowd, black flames were beating in the eye sockets, making people all over.

Quiet, deadly quiet, facing the group of skeletons in front of them, almost everyone at the scene couldn't help but fear, and before they met, they felt the threat of death.

However, in this depressed atmosphere, a weird voice suddenly remembered.

call out……

A long flame trailed behind the iron goblet and flew out from behind the crowd, slamming into one of the skeletons by the side of the skeletons.

Boom, the fire flickered and exploded.

The dirt was flying, leaving a large pit over one meter in situ. After the smoke passed, the skeletal skeleton in situ disappeared and became fragments scattered around.

A skull rolled in front of people, the flames in the eye sockets had extinguished, and there were cracks.

The atmosphere is weird. What's wrong?

People look hard at the source.

Carrying a bazooka that was still smoking, Bai Yang smiled embarrassingly at the sight of everyone: "I'm sorry, go on, I just think he said that the skeletons are very solid. I want to try if it's true, can't stand it. Stayed here for a while, and it turned out to be indestructible. Do n’t worry about me, you continue to play with yours. ”

Everyone is in such a heavy mood, can you stop doing things?

A skeleton rack was smashed by a poplar with a bazooka. The Shinto demon there was distorted, and he looked gloomily at Bai Yang and said, "An interesting boy, just a skeleton, I don't want to be distressed anyway, there are a dozen more Warrior, refining after the slaughter is, but you, I think we'll talk about it when it's done. For example, where did your strange magic weapon come from, I can buy a little and assemble my skeletons. This The idea looks pretty good! "

The other party regarded the bazooka used by Aspen as a magic weapon, and suddenly thought of the idea of ​​turning his skeleton soldier into an artillery, and he had to say that the head of the Shinto monk turned fast.

"This is very expensive, you probably can't afford it," Bai Yang laughed.

"Ha, everyone heard it. I said there was a problem with this person. Listen to him, he has reached a deal with this demon. Now the evidence is conclusive, what else do you have to say?" Come out and brush your sense of presence, pointing at Bai Yang, please don't be arrogant.

No one cares about this no-brainer. When is this time? You are still interested in tangling this. Besides, Poplar doesn't deal with that Shinto monk at all. When we are stupid.

"You ...!" In the face of the silent crowd, Ji Min could not come down to the stage a bit, her expressions were tangled and she didn't know what to do.

Huh!

At this moment, a jarring Jinming clash sounded, very abrupt.

The people looked at it subconsciously, and now they don't know when Ling Jiao has stood in front of the skeletons, and the sword in his hand has been sheathed.

In his hand was a long straight knife with a length of 1.5 meters, a wide palm, black body, and even the edge of the blade was black, not reflective at all, cold and deep.

Seeing the knife in Ling Jiao's hand, Bai Yang's expression was a little strange. The more the knife in his hand reached the point of the knife, the wider the blade was, which was the sword in the hands of the Blackened Hero Alliance Swordmaster.

"These skulls sound terrific. Let me try to see if they are real," he said cheerfully, walking towards the skull group with one hand.

On his face, there was no expression of fear at all. Instead, he found something interesting in his face, which made a group of people who were afraid of his heart speechless. Brother, can you be serious, can you play? Were we all going to be killed without seeing it?

"Don't go, danger, let's deal with these skeletons together ..." The kind assertion in the crowd reminded kindly.

But it was too late, Ling Jiao was standing in front of a skeleton.

He walked over directly, facing the skeleton holding the knife in front, and glanced up and down, there was no trick, he just slashed with a knife.

In the eyes of everyone, the flames in the skeleton's eye socket jumped, Kaka raised his arm, and swept across like lightning.

Don't look at the skeleton racks that did not show the real swords and other swords, but the swipe of the blade swept the air, the blade shattered the air, and the shrill blast was blown by the wind, blowing the sand and the stones to the extreme.

When it was over, everyone sighed.

Ling Jiao slashed slowly, but on the other hand, the skeleton swept across the skull frame as fast as lightning, thinking that Ling Jiao would be cut into two sections.

"This guy is doing something, too," Bai Yang said, he didn't think that this guy who couldn't kill Lei would not be able to make a skeleton.

What others think of Ling Jiao, I don't know, but when he saw the skeleton in front of him waving his knife, there was a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

Suddenly, the long knife in his hand was added and cut off.

Huh!

With a soft whistle, Ling Jiao had already returned to his sword.

On the other hand, the skeleton rack still kept waving the sword, but when Ling Jiao turned around, the skeleton rack made a slight clicking noise.

Then, the skeleton of the Shinto demon was blown into the middle of the skull, and the knife in his hand was broken into two sections.

It was really two halves. From top to bottom, if you look carefully, the two sides are evenly and evenly said.

The crow is silent, so everyone seems to have been fixed.

This guy pretended to be forced when he got the chance, and Bai Yang was speechless in his heart, but this skill seemed a little bullish, and I really wondered who his master was, and he was able to tune up such a newbie?

In the atmosphere of silence, everyone looked at the Shinto demon with a slightly fixed expression in the void, with a skeptical expression, as if to say that the skeletons are really blowing as hard as you?

In the void, the Shinto demon's expression was still and his face was stunned. It is estimated that he did not expect that the atmosphere created by him was destroyed by the two wonderful works of Bai Yang and Ling Jiao.

Both want to try whether the skeleton rack is really so powerful, one directly blasts into fragments, and the other splits into two halves with the same result.

"Damn, where are the two stinky boys who run out of the buns, can they make people play happily? Come on, kill me these guys!"

He bragged about how awesome skeletons were just two seconds in this way. The Shinto demon couldn't hold himself back. He was so angry that he ordered the killing!

It ’s so embarrassing, obviously what I said is the fact, okay, where are the two strange flowers that popped out.

Roar Roar ... Kaka Kaka ...

After his order, the group of skeletons made a cold roar, and the ghost knew how a skeleton frame made sounds, but the fact was that they were roaring.

As the body moved, a group of skeletons rushed towards the crowd with unarmed weapons, and the place they passed was very windy.

Although the dignified atmosphere was destroyed by Bai Yang and Ling Jiao with inexplicable joy, at this moment, the people present were not happy with the rushing skeletons, and they felt that their souls were almost frozen.

Not a fool, of course, you can feel the horror of those skeletons. At first, that buddy was an example.

"Kill, everyone, if you go together, you don't believe it, and you can't deal with a group of skeletons!" Huang Lao snarled with a solemn expression. I don't know when he had a meter-long, white and bright metal ruler with a scale on it. The ruler is his weapon.

A person with righteous heart is not even the same weapon. A ruler in your hands may not only measure the length, but also the sinister heart.

Aspen took a closer look at Huang Lao, and was preparing to take out a bunch of rockets to control the chests of those skeleton racks and blast them into pieces.

But then he has no chance of his own performance.

This guy Ling Jiao estimates that a hundred cows will not be able to pull back on the pretense. As Jianghu Mengxin, he does n’t know how to hide at all. He just dismissed him: "Do n’t be afraid, it ’s just a bunch of strange looks. What a monster, watch me die "

With that said, he turned abruptly, the long knife came out of the sheath silently, and it was still such a simple hack.

Hum!

An invisible blade swept down, and there were twisted folds in the air.

Uh ...

The skeleton racks that rushed over instantly freezed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ From the position of the head, the whole body was split into two halves, and it was scattered on the ground.

On the ground, cracks of several meters long and fingers wide cross, and there is not a whole bunch of skeletons.

A gust of wind blew through, and the scene fell into death-like silence again.

"This is Niucha. Is it true that you pretend to be in this way? It will be remembered and hated if you don't give other people a chance".

Uh ...

Ling Jiao inserted the long knife back into the scabbard and looked up at the Shinto demon over there disappointed and said, "Are there any more powerful things? These skeletons are too unplayable ..."

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