Even if the probability is low, he will not trust his life safety in the hands of others.

Jing sneered, "If you want to delay time, there is no way, just die!"

puff!--

The black dragon's giant stick hit the tornado, with a muffled sound and violent rotation. The power was directly torn and dissipated, weakening it greatly.

"Drink! Nine Transformations of Yunlong!"

Brother Qingpao launched another chi-kiss attack, and colorful water mist spurted out. Liang Jing mockingly released the green and purple poisonous spirit. This colorful mist contained many toxins, and was restrained by the poisonous spirit. It could also absorb and strengthen the ability of the poisonous spirit.

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"Fight! Fight! Fight..."

Phew! Phew! Phew...

Staring at the spiritual bell, Liang Jing was like an angry lion. The black dragon giant stick in his hand waved out black shadow light curtains, sweeping towards the white tornado.

"Liang Jing, you——"

Inside the tornado, Senior Brother Qingpao looked very ugly. He immediately put away his best move, Yunlong Nine Transformations, which was restrained by the enemy. Even the mist-locked smoke and clouds could not confuse the opponent, making him unable to find it.

My position suddenly felt a little constrained.

With the white tornado and this golden elixir-level talisman spell here, although nothing will happen for a while, it can't stop the opponent's tireless madman-like attack. At this time, I just hope that the junior sister will go away, and I

It's better to escape from this madman and violent maniac while the spell is still in effect.

At this time, Brother Qingpao just wished that he could not collect the attack talismans of the golden elixir level. He was a little depressed. Those strong golden elixirs were afraid of death. They were afraid that having attack talismans would threaten their own safety. Otherwise, they would make the madman in front look good.

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"scold!"

Brother Qingpao stretched out his hand and a phantom flashed past, heading towards Liang Jing.

Liang Jing's eyes flashed with ridicule, and the black dragon's giant stick hit the phantom.

Boom!——

The phantom was knocked upside down, and its body shape turned out to be a translucent flying sword.

With a 'pop' sound, Senior Brother Qingpao spat out a mouthful of blood with an expression of disbelief on his face, but Liang Jing kept moving and attacking the white tornado crazily, showing no impatience at all.

"scold!"

Senior Brother Qingpao continued to control the flying sword, attacking Liang Jing sharply, but the latter didn't even bother to block. The flying sword clanked and was blocked by the bell, without causing any harm to Liang Jing. Instead, he attacked every time

I was attacked inexplicably once, and I couldn't defend myself. Every time I was injured, I was sprayed with blood.

After several times in a row, Senior Brother Qingpao had been severely injured, so he attacked again, with a look on his face that he had seen a ghost, and he was very lost.

Boom, boom!——

"No, senior brother, we are surrounded!"
Chapter completed!