v3 Chapter 1253： Outstanding right and left

On the high-rise building dozens of meters away from the battlefield of Sixty Middle School.

The beautiful and dignified nun was veiled looking at the battle near her.

She was brought here three minutes after the tank arrived.

I wanted to go straight in to find Zhuoyi to declare war. But they saw that the chariot and the extraordinary battle had begun.

So the moon planned to stay on the sidelines, collecting incidental information by the way.

At this moment, a young male voice sounded from behind the moon: "Sister Teresa, you are indeed the messenger of the moon."

Mother Teresa wanted to look back, but was shouted by that voice.

"Don't look back, I don't want others to know what I look like."

Said the young man.

Judging by this **** and magnetic voice, this should be a good looking young man.

Theresa obeyed the order without turning her head back.

She smiled slightly: "I'm guessing, you are the star. Only you can count who I am."

"Smart woman," said the voice behind.

At this moment, the angel of the star position hides himself in the shadow.

He was the third person to arrive.

After calculating the position of the moon, he came here and watched the battle ahead with the moon.

Moon: "Chariot said, you give him a 95% win rate?"

Star: "That's right."

The moon shook his head: "But I don't think his battle is easy. Now he has even used the hole cards. The virtual spirit and the sword spirit are fused to form a semi-empty magic weapon. This is something the Foundation is still experimenting with . "

"Somebody has to practice it. I still think there will be no problems."

At this time, the star's expression was still calm and calm: "Let's go, let me give him a win rate again."

"how long?"

"Soon, just two minutes."

...

Abandoning his wife and son, experimenting with the sword spirit that he has bred and has absolute trust in himself, not even his own son.

When the chariot finished his lines, Zhuowei felt very angry.

He was trying to suppress his anger.

Don't let your emotions affect the battle in front of you.

For a scum like a chariot, it would be too cheap to kill him with one sword.

And Zhuo Wei is still thinking about how to keep the "Silver God".

Affected by the invasion of the living beings in the void, although Xue Qilin gained unparalleled power at the moment, this power also caused it to experience great pain at the same time.

The current snow unicorn is like a balloon that is already in its extreme state, and there is a possibility of exploding at any time.

However, the significance of this Silver God's Great Sword to the chariot may be like the woman he played.

Broken and broken, but it's just another matter.

"Open."

At this moment, Zhuo Yi exhaled slightly.

In the morning, he has used the psionic powers of 6 cisterns to improve his realm.

And now he is doing it again.

Ascension of the realm is also to increase the strength of one's physical body, to ensure that in the next offensive, the physical body will not be affected by a large amount of impact and collapse.

"It turned out to be the way of heaven." An excited smile appeared under the heavy helmet of the chariot.

Zhuoyi did not disappoint him.

And he now knows why the sun died under Zhuoyi's hands.

However, this level of improvement is only temporary, and the most taboo is to delay the war.

So the chariot saw its own abacus at the same time when it saw Zhuo Yi sacrificing "Thirty-Three Trails".

That is to fight first. If the situation is not good, choose to delay the tactics, and then counterattack yourself after the extraordinary temporary promotion effect disappears.

Unfortunately, such a wishful thinking.

Zhuorui had no intention of leaving the tank.

At this moment, Zhuoyi opened his right hand, and the brown aura glowed from the peach sword of his right hand.

Then attach a little bit to his entire body!

When Jing Ke's sword gas envelops Zhuoyi Tongren, the outer coat of the sword gas is like the iron scales of a battle armor, one piece after another appearing on the jacket of his suit.

This sword ...

Looking at this scene, the chariot could not help sweating.

The peach-wood sword he looked down on earlier had brought him a tremendous pressure at this time.

The chariot involuntarily felt that the armor on his body began to become heavy.

Not because the armor has become heavier, but his mental stress has grown!

It's like a spirit beast in nature encountering the natural enemy's stress response.

The spirit becomes tense for a moment.

After that, breathing will follow.

The body surface began to exude sweat continuously.

Even incontinence ...

And Zhuoyi, carrying this shocking peach sword, like a big Luo Jinxian descending from the sky, walked towards him step by step.

By the time he returned, Zhuowei was already less than three meters in front of the chariot.

Because of the psychological fear, the chariot was surprised to find that he had a period of empty windows in his mind ... let him break the film!

This is impossible!

How could he die here!

The messenger of the star position clearly calculated to him!

His winning percentage is as high as 95%!

"Silver God! Hit me and kill them!"

Frightened, the chariot began to command the snow unicorn behind.

But the tank was shocked.

Xue Qilin only roared, and He did not follow his instructions.

Zhuo Yiguang wanted to know how struggling Xue Qilin was at the moment.

Obviously, its ontological will is still confronting fierce spirits fiercely.

In addition, Xue Qilin has felt that the "enemy" it faces ... is the master of the sword spirit!

It's a little sword spirit, how could it be the active hand of the great sword spirit?

The strong desire for survival made Xue Qilin's mental state fall into a more collapsed situation, and it began to struggle with the will of the invading spirit invading her body.

Roar!

After the earth-shattering howling, Xue Qilin stepped out of her forefoot!

But it's not for the extraordinary!

Its forefoot was crushed on the top of the tank!

"Damn ... **** thing! But I, your master! You are not afraid of contract backlash!"

Toddler never dreamed that this would happen.

He couldn't think why his sword spirit didn't listen to himself.

Not to mention why the sword spirit of the Silver God Great Sword turned to his master in turn.

"Do it yourself."

At this point, Zhuo slightly raised the corners of her lips.

In front of the Lord of the Sword Spirit, the identity of any sword owner is invalid.

Those so-called sword spirit contracts are just a piece of scrap paper!

"You should be relieved, Silver God."

Zhuoyi looked at Xue Qilin in the mania, raised Jing Ke, and gently waved to the void.

For a split second, the sword spirit contract between Silver God and the chariot was cut off directly.

The roar stopped immediately, and the whole world was quiet.

Losing the contract, Xue Qilin instantly became a light grain, and it was no longer a "slave" for anyone.

Instead, return to become the spirit of all things, waiting for a new round of masters worthy of his wholehearted commitment.

Outstanding this sword.

Let the contract become waste paper, and also destroy the virtual spirit attached to Xue Qilin's body with one sword.

Strong cut contract.

The amazing anti-phasing power also instantly returned to the chariot himself, causing him to spit out a large mouthful of blood.

The condition of the tank at this time is not bad.

After being stepped on by Xue Qilin, he was half-trunked into the soil, and now his body was back bitten by internal injuries.

The outcome of the battle is already very clear.

Zhuo Yi gave a sneer ~ www.novelhall.com ~ he looked at the chariot and looked embarrassed, and still had no sympathy in his heart.

He slashed his sword.

Only exerted the slightest strength of Jing Ke.

That indestructible sword gas broke down the chariot's armor on the spot.

"This layer of armor is your shame. Now you, I have torn off my bottoms."

Zhuoyi stared at the ground, revealing the panicked chariot, and his words were soft and light: "By the way, I am telling you that my sword has also broken your spiritual roots."

...

The whole process took less than 2 minutes and the battle was over.

On the other side of the tall building, the angel of the star exclaimed: "This is impossible! What the **** is this!"

He was frightened by the huge variables he deduced.

"What did you count ..."

The Angel of the Moon is also surprised at this moment.

She saw that Zhuowei used only two swords and resolved the battle.

The angel of the stars also spit out a large mouthful of blood at this time: "I saw it, the peach sword in Zhuori's hand ... and the scabbard of this sword ..."

He saw the previous picture of Amazing Ke in his left hand and white sheath in his right into the sixties.

But just a glance.

A flashback time!

His entire human spirit suffered a horrible backlash, and one eye was blinded!

"Peachwood sword and scabbard? What the **** are you talking about?"

"These two things have greatly changed the situation and increased the odds of winning!"

The star-bit messenger couldn't believe the data he had calculated.

20000000000% win rate ...

This is almost holding a dad in the left hand, a mom in the right hand, and a grass (a plant) lying in my heart ...

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