When the fat camel saw that Wang Le and the male thief had killed him one after another, he knew that since he had fallen into the quagmire of this melee, it was only delusional if he wanted to advance and retreat freely.

At this time, the fat camel can be said to regret it, if he had known that Wang Le, the martial arts cultivation of Wang Balamb, had already achieved the realm of the late stage of the Xuan Rank, then he would not have made the next series of decisions if he was killed, and as a result, the Sijiu City was turned upside down, and no one found it, but he also provoked two thieves.

The key is that these two thieves are not idle people, they are real martial arts masters, among which the male thief's martial arts cultivation is actually in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, causing his fat camel to lose five or six Ouchi masters one after another, and as for those who are still alive, most of them are covered in bruises.

"Spicy raised next door, you martial arts master, you actually ran into this world to be a thief!"

"It's okay to be a thief, but what the are you stealing? You can steal antiques that ordinary people regard as priceless treasures, and the martial arts world as broken copper and iron, it's really cheap!"

The fat camel looked at the posture of the male thief attacking him, obviously not perfunctory, under the anger, the incomparable resentment spread in the depths of his heart, and he couldn't stop it.

This is because the fat camel recognizes himself to be able to block Wang Le's attack, if he wants to retreat, there is still a chance, after all, everyone is eating in the capital, and it is impossible to kill them all.

Even if both of them want to kill each other immediately, if they want to kill each other, they can't be in public, only in the dark.

But now that the male thief is involved, the fat camel knows that if he still wants to retreat safe and sound, it is a pipe dream, and only at a certain price can he succeed.

In the blink of an eye, the fat camel bit his teeth, stopped retreating, and let out an angry roar, but fortunately he didn't stop doing it, and completely let it out, only to see his arms slamming each other fiercely, forming a cross type and making a sharp impact of heavy metal at the same time.

With a "bang" sound, the fat camel's black wide blouse quickly turned into powder from the sleeves of his hands, and in the blink of an eye, the entire blouse became a strip of cloth and flew in the air.

At this time, I saw that a thick black bracelet worn by the fat camel on each wrist turned into molten iron, extending along both arms, and quickly wrapped the entire upper body.

Wang Le, who attacked halfway through the volley, turned over and fell to the ground one after another, with a look of surprise in his eyes, because the male thief who was attacking the fat camel at a pace saw this, stopped the offensive in advance, and no longer took a step forward, looking very dignified and cautious!

"Your Excellency is not simple, you actually have a high-grade magic weapon to protect yourself, which makes the old man a little impressed. The male thief said with a hint of surprise.

Because before this, no matter how fierce the battle was, the fat camel had never used the killer weapon of the top grade.

At this time, I saw the fat camel sneer, and the fierce light flashed and replied: "This is the result of you forcing people too much, otherwise, Lao Tzu will not show this top-grade magic weapon that can save his life at the bottom of the box!"

After a pause, the fat camel glanced at Wang Le, and said in a deep voice: "Since you don't want to stop here, then Lao Tzu will accompany you to play a big game, it's a big deal to lose both, no one is much better, hum!"

Wang Le, who was standing next to him, directly ignored the fat camel's ruthless words, because he didn't know anything about the so-called high-grade magic weapons, and he was pondering about them, so he roughly guessed that the magic weapons were the same as the source stones, and they should be divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower.

Thinking of this, Wang Le carefully looked at the black armor on the fat camel's body, which was covered with mysterious and mysterious patterns, and from time to time there was white electric light circulating between the lines.

What made Wang Le even more vigilant was that the black armor of the so-called high-grade magic weapon on the fat camel's body, on the chest, on both shoulders, and even on the back that could not be seen, there were extremely hideous, sharp arrows emitting cold light stretched out, and they were extremely flexible, long and short, and unstable, as if they could shoot out at any time to achieve the effect of killing with one arrow!

Just when Wang Ledi stared at the fat camel, he saw the male thief take out an egg-sized metal ball from his arms, and then hold it tightly and make a "click" sound.

I saw that this round ball instantly turned into a silver spear about one meter eight long, and then the male thief didn't talk nonsense, he clenched the spear with both hands, shook it slightly, turned into a spear flower, and stabbed it straight into the fat camel's neck and throat!

A bitter smile of envy hung on the corner of Wang Le's mouth, and he said secretly: "Damn, the young master is a man named Huazi, one poor and two white! ”

As for the two natal weapons that had just been included in the space of the magic eye, Wang Le directly ignored them, because even if he was an idiot, he knew that he couldn't submit them.

After all, the natal weapon is a thing that the martial arts people cultivate each other, and it is definitely not simple.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Le used his only ancient defense technique to operate wildly, stretched out the defensive cover and turned into a golden warrior to follow the male thief, kicked the ground with both feet, and attacked the fat camel sideways with both fists.

The fat camel saw the two of them attacking, and he didn't panic, although his natal magic weapon was lost, but there was still this high-grade magic weapon to protect himself, and the only thing left was anger!

In the flash of light, the fat camel swung out a fist wrapped in black armor to face Wang Le, and at the same time, with a thrust in his chest, he saw two arrows on the armor on his chest shoot out, one of which hit the head of the spear with great accuracy, and the other black arrow shot into the middle of the male thief's forehead and eyebrows in the blink of an eye, which was extremely ruthless!

And at the end of each of these two arrows, there is a black metal filament looming, controlling the direction of the two arrows anytime and anywhere.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

......

The fat camel's fist wrapped in black armor kept colliding violently with Wang Le's heavy punch one after another, and his strength was rising.

At the same time, the two arrows shot out of the armor flew in the air under the two black filaments at the tail end of the fat camel's control, and in an instant, they constantly clashed with the silver spear in the hand of the male thief, and the danger was between the lines, and there was a possibility of serious injury at any time, and even lost his life.

For a while, Wang Le and the male thief were both taken advantage of by the fat camel to suppress the fierce attack of the two of them.

However, a good man can't stand a lot of people, and his two fists are hard to beat with four hands, not to mention the fat camel's martial arts cultivation, which is originally one line lower than Wang Le and the male thief.

Therefore, as time dragged on, the fat camel gradually became at a disadvantage.