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Chapter 51 Trolls(2/2)

The third troll stirred the soup pot with a branch and said: "Don't complain. I heard the elves in the distance talking about that woman. She is the leader of the city on Ice Ridge Mountain. She is a person named Frost.

She is already a sky-level powerhouse, we are no match for her!"

"Forget it, let's go to the Western Cemetery tomorrow to catch maggots and eat them!"

"Okay! When I talk about maggots, my mouth almost drops..."



I'm a little nauseous, but I don't dare to attack rashly. Three level 38 monsters can definitely kill me instantly if they join forces. I have to wait for the right opportunity. Well, these trolls have nothing to eat today and have been drinking soup.

You should have to pee soon, so just defeat each other during the opponent's WC!

After waiting for three full minutes, finally, a troll with a wound on its butt stood up, wandered to the distance of the bonfire, lifted the cloth strip around his waist, revealing... uh, at least 50 centimeters...



"Chacha..."

Slowly pull out the Qingcheng Sword, and a wave of light ripples under your feet. This is the effect of the sword making waves. When the opportunity comes, kill the injured troll first!

"Snapped!"

The silver-locked combat boots broke through the rocks, and the whole person rushed over quickly. The speed of the little nipple was even faster, and the level 3 combo skill was directly imprinted on the troll's butt with a buzzing sound!

"265!"

"234!"

"271!"

Sure enough, the troll's defense is very good.

At the same time, Qingcheng Sword also launched a combo. The golden six-pointed star rotated on the blade. The two "clang" sounds were like cutting on a rock. However, the blade was sharp and the gold weapon was not fake. The troll roared, and his blood flowed.

Lost a lot——

"301!"

"312!"

Sure enough, with the sword making waves and the Qingcheng sword, my attack power is slightly higher than that of Little Pacifier!



"Roar!"

The troll roared angrily, turned around, and swept the big stick across my body and the little pacifier——

"216!"

"279!"

Fortunately for me, the defense of the little pacifier is not as good as mine, so there is no need to add blood, continue, attack continuously, straight stab + sweep + chop + impact + sweep!

"Bang!"

The breastplate hit the troll's thigh so hard that it actually bounced me back. Damn, this is so generous!
Chapter completed!
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