Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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But Fei Fei couldn't see it. The fire that disappeared in front of him was standing behind him. One hand of the fire was gently resting on his shoulder, but he didn't feel it...

Situ Yu, who is fighting with the monsoon smoke, has gradually sinken, and he has been at the speed of playing with the monsoon smoke. However, in the twinkling of an eye, there have been hundreds of moves, but within this hundred strokes, he simply cannot find the slightest flaw in the monsoon smoke. .

You must know that Situ 跋 has activated the annihilation armor, but the monsoon smoke does not use the meaning of destroying the armor.

In these circumstances, Situ Tuo actually accounted for less than half a point!

Situ Wu can hardly believe that there will be such a young and degraded person in the world, and he will be able to confront him with hundreds of strokes without using the armor of the world, and will not fall behind.

This point is greatly out of the expectation of Situ.

Contrary to Situ Wu, the monsoon smoke has no distracting thoughts. Her only thought is to send Situ Yu into hell, and use his own sword to cut down Situ’s head!

The speed of the monsoon smoke is getting faster and faster. Under each sword, the Situ, who is full of strength, is numb.

"Situ, you don't really want to kill me? I am in front of you now, you have the ability to kill and see." The monsoon smoke jumped up, the dexterous figure turned around in the air, one hand Raise the sword and squat directly against Situ’s head!

Situ was shocked and hurriedly lifted his sword to block the attack of the monsoon smoke.

However, although this sword was blocked, but at the moment of the double sword attack, an arrogant force was directly transmitted to the whole body along the foot of Situ’s tiger, and the earth that Situ’s foot was walking down. One inch!

A drop of cold sweat ran down the frontal angle of Situ.

What is this strange power!

The strength of the monsoon smoke far exceeds the imagination of Stuart. The mood of Situ, who was originally prepared to abuse the monsoon smoke, is so bad that it is so bad that it continues to struggle with the monsoon, and there is absolutely no good result for him.

At the moment, Stuart turned to look at the place where the war was located, and was ready to urge the war to quickly control the little lover of the monsoon smoke, so as to coerce the action of the monsoon smoke.

But at this point of view, Situ’s heart was suddenly half cold.

I saw the other side of the battlefield. I didn’t raise the slightest smoke at all. The boy who was supposed to be won by the Warfare, at this moment, is standing there intact. One of his hands is on the battlefield. On the shoulders, and Fei Fei stood back against Situ, and did not move.

"When Fei! What are you doing!" Situ couldn't help but yell.

Why did you not fight?

It is a pity that the monsoon smoke did not give Situ’s clear time, and it immediately rushed up and forced Situ to have a quick defense.

"Monsoon smoke, when did you buy the warfare!" Situ gnashed his teeth and looked at the monsoon smoke. The warfare did not attack the boy, which was impossible.

The monsoon smoked a foot and opened the shackle. At the same time as the figure steadily landed, she stood up straight and raised her chin slightly, looking at the slightly embarrassed Situ.

"Situ, you think, why do I let the fire go on?"

Situ Yan frowned slightly.

The monsoon smoke smiled slightly.

"The fire, but the enchanting I can't beat, just like the warfare and other goods, want to take him? It is the Arabian Nights."