Chapter 812

Name:Ode to Longevity Author:Qinggequeque
The powerful force burst out towards the surroundings, causing countless waves to swell, and fourteen flying knives collided in the air, cold light radiating in all directions.

"Sister Tangyuan, what are you doing, why are you suddenly returning the knife to him!" Zheng Zixu quickly turned sideways, wanting to go over, but found that he couldn't insert himself into their battle.

The waist softened, and Feng Qingge folded his whole body like noodles. He slapped his hands on the sea, turned over and landed on the water. The movements of his hands were swept forward, and he swayed silver threads one after another. , Feng Qingge said coldly: "Because, those are not real Xuanji knives at all, they are just tools attached to the living dead. Get out of the way, little ruffian!"

The shot Xuanji knives landed not far from Zheng Zixu, Feng Qingge's footsteps stopped, and both hands pressed the silver wire in front of her and pulled it behind her. The seven flying Xuanji knives returned to their positions at the same time and landed on her fingers. superior. Her hands were like lightning, and she folded the seven knives at the same time, combining them at will.

"I'll go, Sister Tang Yuan, you..." Zheng Zixu on the opposite side almost dropped his chin on the ground. Looking at the combination of some knife bodies and their bodies, they were inexplicably connected to a point, and the end of the knife was connected to the end of the knife. , is another blade. The slender little hand landed on the last handle of the knife and pulled it out towards the back. Feng Qingge just grinned and smiled softly, holding the Xuanji knife in his right hand and standing on the sea.

Seven knives, of different sizes, can be changed with her thoughts, but Zheng Zixu has never seen them together to form a sickle like this. Those eyes were almost staring out, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

Compared with Zheng Zixu, Xueji was even more surprised. He never thought that these seven knives could change their form and learn Feng Qingge's appearance.

"Let me teach you how to use the Xuanji Saber." Looking at the person opposite, Feng Qingge raised the Xuanji Saber in his hand, and tapped his toes out on the sea, the whole person was like lightning, and the sickle in his hand was aimed at The snow fell. The lightning burst, and the entire sea trembled.

"I don't believe it!" screamed, the seven knives in front of him were quickly combined and blocked in front of him, but the heavy force was pierced from above, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, Xueji couldn't stand at all, and the knife in his hand was unsteady. The Xuanji knife was even broken, and the falling thunder and lightning hit his head, and a trace of black gas came out and dispersed towards the outside.

Impossible, how could these seven knives be combined like this? Impossible...

Seeing the snow in front of her turning into mud and falling into the sea, Feng Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, and when she folded one hand, the seven knives fell off the fire stick. She was a little weak. Said: "Fortunately, I am witty, little ruffian, hold me, my legs are weak."

"...I thought this Xuanji knife could really pull the wind like this, but in the end, you pretended to be crazy." Using such a trick to deceive Xueji is a good thing. That suspicious and tangled motherfucker probably will study Xuanji swords for a long time, and then go and assemble these blades.

"Touch!" All the arrows shot out were shot out. Looking at Ma Yue who was close to him, Ying Lingfei just smiled coldly, the Ever-Variable Thousand Machine Crossbow in his hand was slightly lifted.

Seemingly seeing through Ying Lingfei's actions, Ma Yue sneered: "You have entered my attack range, there is no chance for you to take action, suffer!"

"It's boring." A low voice came from Ying Lingfei's throat. The standing man waited until Ma Yue was approaching, and the Variety Thousand Machine Crossbow in his hand was aimed at his head unceremoniously and "touched" it. Smashed hard. This time, it was so sturdy that Ma Yue never imagined that Ying Lingfei would do such a thing.

This is the same as smashing swordsmen with bows and arrows. Is it the thinking that normal people can have?

"Pfft!" The figure that escaped into the sea disappeared. Ying Lingfei just raised his eyebrows and stared at the water with sharp eyes. In the end, he simply closed his eyes and felt the waves rolling under him.

"Boom!" The black figure rushed out, and the figure rushing out from the bottom of the sea was like an arrow from the string, holding the big knife in both hands, roaring and slashing at Ying Lingfei.

Turning around and raising the Ever-Variable Thousand Machine Crossbow, blocking it on top of him, the force of the wave swayed away, and the sea beneath his feet trembled. Holding Ma Yue's wrist with one hand, Ying Lingfei carried him and threw it out. The Thousand-Variable Crossbow in his hand aimed at the person above, and said coldly, "Goodbye."

"..." I'll see you again, uncle, is it really good to say these two words at this time!

The green star power gathered together, and did not give Ma Yue any chance at all. It shot through his chest like a shooting star, but the star power did not shoot out, and stayed in Ma Yue's body, forming a spherical ball. start to explode. The person who was clamoring just now has become a slush in the blink of an eye.

Feng Qingge had no choice but to applaud. He didn't expect Ying Lingfei to think of such a method to destroy the living dead from the inside. Only He Lanbo, who is so wonderful, would have thought of the way of enema.

"Brother Yan Wu." Looking at the person surrounded by enchantment spells flying around, the Overlord Spear in Zheng Zixu's hand spun and shot forward.

The living dead Han Bing just glanced at the long spear indifferently, and the two swords of Hades in his hand fell in the other direction. The two breaths shot the Overlord Spear out, and Yan Wu also took this opportunity to retreat quickly. The right hand holding the brush trembled slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Be careful, this guardian is different from the other two."

"I know, his double knives are very strange. They only cut one knife, but there will be other knives to help from other directions. I have played against him before, and I thought it was his other avatar, body or trap, but finally I know, it's the reason for his weapon. With this knife, after one slash, there can be two sword beams, we all have to be careful." Lowering his voice, Zheng Zixu said with a sullen face.

Yan Wu just nodded and continued to add: "Not only that, his sword light can appear at any time, but the total number is the same as the number he has cut. It's enough to have Yuzhi on my side, Eagle, go and help Cangyun." Here he is just a clone of the living dead, and Mu Cangyun is the real person.

The light in the depths of Feng Qingge's eyes flickered, she turned around and said, "I'm going to help Mu Cangyun, you all face this living dead first."

"You? Come on, what should you do if you choke on water later?" Zheng Zixu almost sprayed out, grabbing Feng Qingge's clothes with both hands, how could he let Feng Qingge pass by?