Chapter 312

Name:Emperor of the North Author:Hei Pao
"Elder martial brother Zhang, now is the best time for us to take action. Although the combat power of Luo is only stronger than that of the early cultivators of general magic, in the current form, he can hold on to half a column of incense at most, and he will definitely lose at that time!"

"Yes, elder martial brother Zhang, Li Mu has a good reputation, but now he is healing Xiao Kuan. We can take this opportunity to take him down, so as to avoid worries at home! Once he frees up his hand, judging from his previous means of killing huiruhai, I'm afraid we can't take any advantage of it, but we have to pay a high price!"

Behind Zhang Xuri, two Youming sect disciples gently reminded that they were not ordinary characters who could enter the taixuan Wonderland. Looking at the current situation, they all had a small calculation in their hearts.

"Bullshit! What do you know? Only when Snipes and mussels compete with each other can fishermen make profits. The real victory depends on getting the maximum profit at the least cost. Only in that way can they be competent. Let them fight for your life and death. Anyway, it will eventually fall into our hands."

"As for that Li Mu, let alone whether he has a chance to fight, even if he does, I Zhang Xuri is not afraid. Hum! After being closed in the sect for so long, I finally broke through in this mysterious Wonderland. I'm looking for an opponent with good strength to have a good experience of the change of my own strength!"

Zhang Xuri looked at the battle group not far away, and a wild sneer appeared on his face. Although he was one eyed, this did not affect his sharp eyes like beasts.

"Whoosh!!"

A dozen silver lights broke the air in the air, and then came directly to Xiao Kuan's body. These are a dozen silver needles with hair as thin as silk. Although these silver needles don't look very conspicuous, from the perspective of the strong vitality wrapped in their appearance, ordinary early martial artists dare not underestimate them, not to mention that these silver needles were launched by one of the disciples of the poison sect, Anyone with a clear eye can easily think that it must contain deadly toxins.

"Break it for me!!"

Roger lifted the halberd upside down in his hand, and then threw it at the silver needle flying head-on. A fiery flame like magma roared and rolled out, instantly melting a dozen silver needles shooting head-on into a dozen drops of molten iron.

"Use a thousand silk silver needle together! I see how long he can last!"

The short haired middle-aged man of the poison killing sect gave a low cry, and then seven or eight disciples of the poison killing sect dispersed and surrounded Roger in the middle in a half moon shape. They took out a silver needle and inspired Roger in batches.

"Whoosh! Whoosh..."

The silver light was like silk, bringing silver rays in the air, and the sound of breaking the air was heard all the time. The disciples of poison killing sect cooperated very tacitly. They did not shoot out the silver needles in their hands at one time, but shot more than a dozen at a time, and continued to attack Roger.

Roger didn't expect the other party to come up with such a despicable attack. Behind him were Li Mu and Xiao Kuan. Naturally, he couldn't escape, because in that case, Li Mu and Xiao Kuan would become live targets. The situation was critical. He could only defend, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back. For a time, he fell into a very passive situation.

"Dragon battle armor!"

At the same time, in the face of hundreds of silver fine needle shots, Roger finally no longer has any reservations. The Zhongyuan Dan of his Dantian rotates rapidly, raising his true yuan supply to the maximum. Suddenly, there was a dragon singing outside his body, followed by a five or six meter long flame dragon condensing out of his body.

As soon as the flame dragon appeared, it soon integrated into Roger's skin and turned into a pair of flame armor outside his body.

The flames of the flame battle armor soared, burning the surrounding air to hiss. At this moment, Roger was like a flame God of war. His battle halberd danced like a wheel, intercepting most of the silver poison needles that were shot in a dense manner in front of him. Even though some fish missed the net through the interception of the flame battle halberd, they finally landed on Roger, and were also caught by the true yuan fire attached to Roger's Dragon battle armor outside Roger's body, It melted into iron juice and fell on the ground around him.

"Poisonous light chop!!"

Seeing that he couldn't take Roger for a moment, the middle-aged man with short hair in the poison killing door circled to Xiao Kuan's right side. He opened his mouth and spit out a long machete. Then he cut sideways on the ground with both hands holding a knife. A green knife gas like a ground spike took up a piece of soil, sand and stone, and cut sideways towards the lower side of Roger's body.

Roger's spiritual sense was not weak. Naturally, he found the means of the short haired middle-aged man. He clenched his teeth and stared at the short haired middle-aged man, and his heart was extremely oppressed. The other party's attack made him have no time to separate. The other party's knife was not very powerful, but if he made a move to resist, he could not intercept the poison needle attack of the rest of the people. Although the defense of his dragon armor was not weak, if he was shot by hundreds of silver needles at once, Then he can't carry it.

Besides, the Yanlong armor is not a full-body defense type of real yuan armor after all. Roger's body still has exposed parts, such as his head and hands.

"Shit! I can't hold it anymore!! brother Li, hurry up!"

Seeing the knife of the short haired middle-aged man approaching his body, Roger shouted in a dilemma.

"Soon! Just hold on for a moment!"

Li Mu's complexion snorted solemnly. When he cast the seal spell, he constantly turned into a trace of dark golden Zhenyuan filaments, which were injected into Xiao Kuan's body. At this moment, Xiao Kuan's complexion, which was originally dark, has greatly changed. The black toxins on his body have retreated by sevenoreight points, all concentrated in his left arm, which is a sign that the seal spell is about to be cast.

Roger's spiritual sense swept Li Mu and Xiao Kuan behind him. He also knew that Li Mu's magic reached a critical moment, and the fierce color in his eyes flashed. Finally, he bit his teeth, and the halberd in front of him, which danced like a wheel, stopped dancing. The fiery red Rune outside his body suddenly flashed out and integrated into the halberd in his hand.

"Double Dragons fetch water, and Yan dragons kill!!"

Roger, who stopped defending against the attack of the silver poison needle, immediately drank. He didn't care about the stormy silver needle light coming from his face. The halberd in front of him chopped down the knife gas from the short haired man of the poison door. In an instant, the fire gas wave rolled, turning into two flame dragons more than ten meters long, and rushed frantically towards the knife gas from the short haired man of the poison door.

"Boom!!!"

The knife gas split by the middle-aged man with short hair in the poison killing door was defeated by one of the two fire dragons, one of which flicked its tail one by one, and then the Twin Dragons attacked directly in front of the middle-aged man with short hair.

The two dragons roared like thunder, and the two fire dragons, one left and one right, surrounded the middle-aged man with short hair of the poison killing door in the center, and closed towards the middle, with a posture of strangling the enemy on the spot.

"Ah!!!"

The middle-aged man with short hair in poison killing door didn't expect that Roger actually launched a powerful killing move against him regardless of the shooting of the silver needle. He felt the blazing fire of Zhenyuan around him and the two ferocious fire dragons closing towards him. He clenched his teeth and shouted, and then he spit out a Turquoise yuan Dan.

The Green yuan Dan was obviously the life yuan Dan that poisoned the middle-aged man of the sect. He knew that it was absolutely impossible to carry Roger's strong blow with ordinary means. He bit the tip of his tongue, spit out two drops of blood essence and blended it into the yuan Dan in front of him.

With the integration of the blood essence of the poisoned middle-aged man with short hair, the body size of the turquoise yuan Dan soared by three points. From the size of the pigeon egg, the turquoise yuan Dan exploded a dazzling light of the yuan Dan. At the same time, a substantial Turquoise crystal light mask was condensed outside its main body.

"Boom!!!"

The two dragons danced together, circling the turquoise crystal light mask one after another, and a harsh explosion was made between the rich fire spirit and the turquoise crystal light mask. Finally, the two true fire dragons exploded in a violent roar.

Vitality raged in the air, and the aftermath of the explosion of the Twin Dragons turned into a huge flame mushroom cloud, completely annihilating the turquoise crystal light mask in it.

"Ah!!!"

Two fire dragons on this side just exploded, but Roger on the other side suddenly screamed. He sent out a fire dragon attack to poison the short haired man of the sect until the final fire dragon explosion. It was quick to say, but it was an instant effort, because Roger gave up resisting the silver needle attack of his remaining poison sect disciples. Just when he attacked the short haired middle-aged man, hundreds of silver needles directly shot at him.

The Dragon Armor was shot by hundreds of silver needles and broke on the spot. Although Roger tried his best to resist, he could not avoid being shot by silver needles. Dozens of silver needles were inserted in his limbs and chest, and his face soon became purple. Obviously, these silver needles contained a lot of toxins.

Roger's eyes were bulging, and a lot of lavender blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth. He knelt on one knee with a battle halberd, and the strong Zhenyuan breath originally emitted from his body disappeared in an instant. Seeing that Roger had dozens of poison needles in his body, all the disciples of the poison killing sect stopped attacking. They knew that Roger was no longer dangerous to them, and would soon be poisoned to death.

With the end of the battle on Roger's side, the results of the short haired middle-aged man not far away also came out, and the light of the fire gradually dispersed, revealing one of the people who was covered in blood and hair. Who was this man who was not a short haired middle-aged man.

At this time, although the middle-aged man with short hair looked extremely miserable from the appearance, he did not die of anger. His short hair had already been burned out, his clothes had also turned into ashes, and his external skin was scorched in many places, but even so, he had not died.

"Cough!!"

The short haired middle-aged man coughed twice, then stood up with a machete in his hand and walked towards Roger, who was half kneeling on the ground. He looked at Roger's face and showed a cruel smile, with a sharp color in his eyes.

"Roger!!!"

Looking at Roger who was half kneeling in front of him, Li Mu's face showed a sad color, and at the same time, a trace of emotion rose in his heart. Although Roger didn't know him well, the other party would rather die than escape in order to protect him and Xiao Kuan. At the last moment of the battle, this courage deeply moved him.