Infinite Sims Chapter 90

　　 "Innate, he is innate."

　　 "Bald donkey, you are dead, even if you are born, the master will definitely make you worse off than death!"

　　 "Master, forgive me, I was coerced, I don't know anything."

　　 is just a few tens of seconds.

　　 The arrogant thieves just now are showing all kinds of ugliness.

　　 Seeing the second master and other martial arts masters, they couldn't resist a stick. Many people thought of running away.

　　 But when several light-skilled players were chased by Wuchen and vomited blood and fell to the ground by the black long stick, they put out their thoughts again.

　　 You can hold it longer if you don't escape, and the long black stick will immediately fall on you as soon as you escape.

　　How to choose, people who have done all these bad things know very well.

　　 Disperse and escape may have hope of escape, but no one wants to use it as a bait at this time to help others get away.

　　 "Broken the precept, I thought it was a killing, but I didn't expect..."

　　 Jiangren looked at the people on the ground who passed out. None of them had blood to come out. This was not because of a change in ability, but that none of them died.

　　 Among the most serious people, most of the body's bones are broken, the internal organs are displaced and bleeding, and the internal strength of the martial arts is abolished nine out of ten.

　　 may seem dangerous, but in fact there is still a chance to survive.

　　 Jiang Ren was a little disappointed about this.

　　 It wasn't because there was no blood energy. After all, after knowing that blood energy might arouse the resentment of those decent monks, plus that the starting point in this life was pretty good, he didn't intend to continue taking the original shortcut.

　　 But Wuchen faces such a wicked person and is unwilling to kill him. This kind of character will sooner or later usher in the worry of life.

　　 "As a weapon, I'm so difficult."

　　 Jiangren stopped sighing and turned his attention to the outside world again.

　　 There are fewer than ten thieves standing around. Although they tried their best to avoid, it only takes more than ten seconds at most to be resolved without dust.

　　 "When did this person appear?"

　　 Suddenly, Jiang Ren noticed that a person appeared above Wuchen.

　　 That was a tall and fat man, holding a purple-backed gold-ring machete in both hands, smashing the dust-free underneath with the momentum of thunder.

　　 The faintly visible facial features of a man are full of madness and cruelty.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

　　 In an emergency, the only thing Jiang Ren can do is to make rapid and continuous sounds one after another.

　　 No dust seems to have been aware of it.

　　 quickly twisted his upper body and threw the long stick in his hand behind him.

at the same time.

　　 A stream of pure innate vitality poured into Jiang Ren's body, instantly stimulating the special energy hidden in the stick, and a fiery red flame appeared on the black stick.

　　 "Fire!"

　　 Jiangren understands that this is the true power contained in the stick of fire.

　　 But in his current state, he can only sense but cannot control it. Only outsiders can instill innate vitality to activate it.

　　 Yanhuo is not a worldly fire, and has no effect on the holder, but it can destroy the opponent's weapons and burn the opponent's physical strength and energy.

　　 Clang!

　　The stick of flame blocked the chopping.

　　 But Wuchen was still shaken back by the huge force from the weapon, and he stopped after a few steps, and his muscles and bones were numb from the shock, and a line of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

　　 A trace of flame attached to the purple back golden ring machete.

　　 "A mortal actually has a magic weapon."

　　The great master flashed a flash of light and extinguished the flames on the knife. A simple smile appeared on his face. Looking at Wuchen, he said, "If I guessed correctly, you should be a monk in Gushan Temple, right?"

　　 implements?

　　 Hearing these words, Jiang Ren finally understood something.

　　 I am afraid that this master has practiced the method of cultivating immortals. This can also explain why the hundreds of bones in the deep pit next to it all look like they have just been thrown down. There is neither rot nor infestation.

　　 Because this is not a secular means at all, but a fairy family means.

　　 "But what I care about most now is not this matter, but my No. 2 tool man."

　　 Jiangren discovered that since the flames had been ignited just now, and he had swung that amazing stick, the state of being dust-free was very wrong.

　　 "Evil demon Dao, wait for the little monk to save one or two for you!"

　　 Wuchen raised his head to look at the master, his eyes glowing with a faint red light.

　　 The whole person rushed out like an arrow from the string, and the flame on the stick of flame also grew from a few centimeters to a dozen centimeters.

　　 "You can do it without saying a word. This is not like your monk's style of behavior."

　　 The master quickly moved away a few steps, and escaped the dust-free rush, his quick and fast movements didn't look like a fat man at all.

　　 Wuchen didn't say a word, biting behind the master.

　　 "Magic?"

　　 While avoiding the attack, the master suddenly smiled: "I said how can you be so abnormal as a monk? It turned out to be mad, funny, so funny!"

　　 "I don't know the group of bald donkeys in the Zhenmo Temple, what expressions will they show after they know that their secular temples appear in the demons?"

　　 The master didn't mean to fight back.

　　 is like a teasing, spinning around, through his thin clothes, a faint light can be seen on the skin below.

　　 "If I make a sound, maybe I can wake up without dust, but it would be better not to wake up."

　　 Jiangren could vaguely feel that in the consciousness that Wuchen stayed in his body, there was the sound of intermittent and ambiguous chanting of scriptures.

　　 Among them, the word "du'er" was heard several times.

Reminiscent of "Duefa", Jiang Ren guessed that Wuchen should have entered a special state of perception at this moment. If he succeeds, he will be able to practice "Duefa~www.mtlnovel.com~. As for the failure, it is not allowed. And know.

　　 But if he rashly interrupts this state of dust-free, I am afraid nothing good will happen.

　　 And he didn't believe that for such a genius disciple as Wuchen, Gushan Temple would not do any protection, and let one of them enter the world to practice.

　　 "Huh?"

　　 The master suddenly changed his face.

　　 slashed on the stick of flame, knocking Wuchen upside down and flew out.

　　 "You are not purely enchanted."

Seeing Wuchen who got up again and rushed towards him, the master gritted his teeth: "You are honing your mind with enchantment. Once you succeed, you will gain a lot of benefits like an epiphany. If you are not too weak, I will practice exploration again. The method is really not necessarily discoverable."

　　 "I know you bald donkeys don't have a good thing, and your hearts are so bad that they are draining!"

　　 "Although this method is almost impossible to succeed, in order to avoid the possibility of success, I have to send you on the road."

　　 "Lightweight technique! High wind technique! Giant force technique! Sharpness technique..."

　　 Several auras sprang up from the body of the master, some scattered all over the body, some on the feet, some on the arms, and some on the weapons.

　　 Immediately afterwards, he slashed away at Wuchen.

　　 "The donor is sinful, and he doesn't immediately put down the butcher knife!"

　　 Wuchen shouted, waved the stick in his hand, and greeted him straight up.

　　 Facing this scene, although Jiang Ren was in it, he could only helplessly be a spectator.

The only good thing about 　　 is probably that he has confirmed that he is a magic weapon, and judging from the instinct of the beast, the big sword in the hands of the master is just a mundane weapon, and he can't hurt himself.

　　In other words, the tool man may die, but he can definitely live.

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