Predecessors all over the world

The way,

To do things well,

You must first sharpen your weapon. A handy high-grade magic weapon.

Sometimes it is enough to decide the outcome. Therefore,

The monk who had just embarked on the road,

Most of them spend a lot of money.

Empty the money,

I only need one or two magic weapons to protect myself.

However, magic weapons are ultimately external objects, like the stream of admiring the sky and traveling to all rivers.

In addition to the most important natal magic weapon, there are almost no other magic weapons, and Yun Lian still has no natal magic weapon today.

Only rely on one's own spiritual power to turn into a sword to fight.

Yin Miaomiao is a Dharma practice,

In theory, it is not necessary to be as hard as a martial artist, but she firmly believes that external things are not reliable.

It is your own use.

In the past, I only used the Autumn Wind Ruyi Fan or the Red Lotus.

But this does not mean that she has no magic weapon.

In fact,

In her arms,

There are dozens of magic tools of all sizes,

Part of it is the artifact ceremonial that respects her,

Part of it was something she bought when she was shopping. With her current net worth, it is not difficult to imagine.

Her magical instrument stock is more than the clothes in the dressing box.

Only more or less.

So, what to beat? It’s money!!

Yin Miaomiao took out three magic weapons in one breath, one defended against sound wave attacks, the other trapped the action, and the last one was a fishing iu and could shoot a big shot. She went to Nanzhou to see the locals catching monsters like this, and she was curious.

Bought it.

The previous competition of You Baichuan was so good that it unconsciously laid the tone of a dignified battle. The White Demon King was afraid of You Baichuan's mental method and sent this unique sound attack subordinate. He originally thought that even if he couldn't surprise him, he could

He tried the enemy's methods to arrange the subsequent games, but he didn't expect that Yin Miaomiao was a RMB player.

She pretended to be mediocre, throwing magic weapons out one by one, and the only thing she tried to use was Fanhua to play shadows, using her exquisite body skills to fight guerrilla warfare with her opponents.

Poor that beautiful tropical fish, it is a powerful weapon to deal with the martial arts cultivator who is open and close, but now it can only become a bad guy who hides from all over the world, and has no power to fight back under the suppression of money.

Feiying lay on the railing and said deeply while looking: "It's really important to have money."

Qiao Ping could not refute.

The competition took a long time and it ended after half an hour. Yin Miaomiao caught the fish and thought that if it was thrown back, it would probably be unsafe. Instead of being dismembered, it would be better to die quickly, so he took it with one move.

Its life.

Another loss, but the White Demon King's expression was so strange that it no longer deteriorated. He didn't even look at the dead fish's corpse, and he calmly placed the third ship.

After Yin Miaomiao said that the next game was still me, he pointed to a subordinate: "You go."

It was a thin, ordinary guy. Judging from his appearance, he was probably a teenager. After being named, he appeared on the scene and then disappeared in front of everyone.

He is a concealed assassin.

If you can’t find your whereabouts, no matter how many magic weapons you have, what’s the use?

Yin Miaomiao sighed as regretfully, her eyelids drooped, leaving only a trace of light in her eyes, and her spiritual sense slowly spread out, capturing the strange movements in the field.

After a few breaths, she frowned slightly invisibly.

Failed.

The field prepared by the White Demon King was not a ring, but a sea area was empty, and there was no barrier to block the interference. Therefore, the hundreds of monsters present flashed like stars in her spiritual field, and wanted to go from it.

It was impossible to identify the opponent who had only seen him for a moment...

Yin Miaomiao waved in the tradition and deliberate manner of the demon clan, and still believed that the latter was more likely - the demon clan suffered a lot of secret losses back then, but now he is educated and has no less scrupulous than humans.

However, even if it had a purpose, it was a coincidence and restrained her spiritual field.

She thought for a while, maintaining the scope of the spiritual consciousness field, and then waited patiently: the demon clan lost three games, and the desire to win would only be stronger than her, especially in front of the Mo Demon King, it would never be allowed.

If you are a turtle, you will definitely take the opportunity to attack.

Sure enough, three minutes later, the young man could not hold back and approached quietly after seeing her inaction. His body had merged with the sea water, and it was completely impossible to distinguish with the naked eye. The breath was hidden in the ups and downs of the waves, as if it was

The tides of the sea itself.

But it's not enough.

To successfully attack an opponent, you not only need to hide your own breath, but more importantly, you cannot have the intention to kill. The monk has a very keen sense of murderous intent. If you cannot kill someone like breaking willows and picking flowers, and your heart is as calm as a mirror, then the assassination will fail 100%.

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The so-called "killing intention" can actually be regarded as a fluctuation of the spiritual consciousness. When the amplitude of this fluctuation reaches a certain threshold, it can be captured by people. The boy's murderous intention is well controlled. When he takes out the knife,

The spiritual consciousness did not change at all, and it remained the same.

Yin Miaomiao's spiritual consciousness field is like a lake. If there are stones, you can naturally find it, but if it is a drop of water that is integrated, even she will not be able to detect it in a short time.

She couldn't find him until the waves brought by his knife touched her waist.

Although his knife was wrapped in the water, he followed the trend, not a minute of speed or a minute of slowness, she still felt it. Her waist twisted slightly, and the cold blade passed by her thin swimsuit

The red line fell from his wrist and accurately wrapped around his blade.

The boy was calm and calm, his wrist sank, and his blade lightly drew half a circle in the water, unraveling the force from the red line, and then accurately swept towards a gap in the encirclement, cleverly breaking the red line, and again

Hidden in the sea.

From sneak attack to stopping, the whole process took no more than one second. It can be seen that the young man's sword technique is by no means inferior to his hidden method.

Yin Miaomiao rarely encounters such an opponent, and her soul and illusion are greatly reduced because it is difficult to capture the target. However, she did not feel depressed, but was stimulated to fight three points and gradually became serious.

The boy failed to hit the attack and was not depressed. He patiently waited for the next opportunity. Unlike ordinary assassins, he didn't care whether he could succeed in the attack. Even if he had only 10% of the chance, he would try it. If he couldn't, he would retreat and show his fish.

Characteristics of not slipping.

In the blink of an eye, he took action six times, and all six times were lost. But Yin Miaomiao did not dare to be careless at all. The further he went, the shorter the interval - he had already found the rules of her body movement.

The seventh time, the blade was pressed against her arm, and the eighth time, she avoided the tip of the knife that stabbed her calf, but did not avoid the sneak attack from her feet.

Her flowery figures were always on the ground, familiar with turning and jumping, but she had never involved a 360-degree attack in the water without dead corners. In the face of the invasion from below, her reaction was still one step slower.

The blade cut her ankle open.

The blood spread out, and a faint blue color mixed in the red.

Poisonous. Yin Miaomiao did not want to expose her constitution that was invincible and swallowed a sugar pill to pretend to detoxify. Of course, the boy would not miss such an opportunity to attack. He took advantage of her slight pause and stabbed her three times in a row.

The first knife was like her back, and her body naturally leaned forward to avoid it. The second knife used the back of the knife to cross her thighs and forced her to bend her back. Therefore, due to the incredible level of human body, it is impossible for human body to reach an incredible level like Man'er.

She couldn't avoid the most critical third knife.

The shoulder was tingling, and the swimsuit made of fish skin cracked a hole. Fortunately, she was wearing a diving suit all over her body this time, otherwise the tie would be broken, and she would probably have to leak out.

Yin Miaomiao covered her shoulders and sighed regretfully: "I've been seen through."

She has put too little effort into martial arts. Although Fanhua's shadow body is wonderful, she will become a breakthrough for her opponent after being seen through. As long as the moves are fast enough and the angle is accurate enough, it is not a defect in finding the flexibility of the human body.

Difficult.

If she is really a martial arts practitioner, she will probably be in danger.

Fortunately, she is not. Faced with such a master, she never thought that she could defeat others' strengths with her own weaknesses.

The boy may not have noticed that her blood was stained on his blade and slowly condensed into a special pattern.

Evil ghost pattern.

Another sneak attack, this time he was no longer timid, and the blade was directly at her vital point, and the fierce aura seemed to be about to cut her open on the spot.

After all, he is a young man. It has been difficult to endure for so long. It is understandable to decide the outcome with one move. Unfortunately, the moment he pours his spiritual power into the knife, failure is already destined.

He triggered the evil ghost pattern.

Dong! At that moment, the boy seemed to hear his heartbeat, and unknown fear arose, his limbs and bones seemed to be frozen by the cold ice, and his blood could not flow. The hands that should have held the knife steadily actually trembled.

Not understanding what was going on, he instinctively waved his short knife, trying to cut the things that scared him into pieces.

With this movement, his rhythm was chaotic.

With the induction of the forbidden, Yin Miaomiao easily found his position, and the dark dagger quietly slid into his palm.

She stabbed his chest without hesitation, and then stroked heavily.

"Ah!!" A shrill wail broke out from the boy's mouth.

There were commotions in the group of monsters. They didn't understand why the teenager had the advantage and suddenly reversed the situation. The person who should have a caesarean section was fine, but instead he acted like he had seen a ghost and was very nervous.

"It must be this human being who made the fraud again!" The monsters did not recognize the ban, but they were sure of it.

The brave ones started to protest: "This is unfair!"

"Yes, she must have used a trick."

The fourth game was still a loss. The demon clan couldn't help but get restless and stared at them fiercely, with a stance to tear up the agreement and kill the two of them in a hurry.

The White Demon King was also a little moved. He wanted to save face, and he lost all seven games, so why did he keep his face? It would be better to tear his face now and kill people. Anyway, the demon clan doesn't pay attention to humans.

.It was just that the old squid was present... hesitating, and the beautiful woman quietly passed on a word to him.

His eyes lit up and he said, "It's too time-consuming."

Yin Miaomiao spoke in a deep tone: "What does the Demon King mean?"

"Let's fight quickly and decide quickly." The White Demon King was smiling on his face, but his tone was unquestionable, "We will compete together."

You Baichuan asked: "More than less?"

"I didn't say it was one to one." The White Demon King said lazily, "You don't want to compete, you can just admit defeat."

You Baichuan frowned, but the other party insisted on cheating under the eaves. They had no choice but to say, "Okay, let's compete together."

Yin Miaomiao had no objection.

The beautiful woman's eyes flashed slightly and she said, "But, compared to the formation and pills, it's probably delayed for a longer time."

"Then you are not allowed to use these." The White Demon King said quickly, "The elixir, talisman array plate is not allowed to be used, and you can only choose the same magic weapon."

The people on the sea boat were in an uproar.

Feiying jumped up and cursed everyone: "It's so fucking shameless!"

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