64 It's a little red guy!(Two more votes~)
It's actually been less than half an hour since the melee began, but the state of the empty mole is definitely not good, and it is not an easy job to deal with the wheel battle of the eleventh team. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
These are all a group of people who don't want to die, in order to add a wound to the opponent, they don't even want their lives, even if the two sides are in the Lingling Court, even if the two sides are fighting for the purpose of cultivation, these people still come on the field with the determination to kill or be killed.
Although the combat power of the current eleventh team can be said to be uneven because of the reason of the more wooden sword eight, and all the people who besieged just now are some guys who have not even obtained the real name of the first solution, but the physical strength and spiritual power consumed are real.
But I have to say that a hearty battle is what the empty mole lacks the most, and after defeating more than a dozen people in a row, he can obviously feel that his control over the poem of the epidemic is much stronger, and the blade in his hand is more smooth when he wields it.
The real battle began when this group of people who couldn't even understand the first thing withdrew.
Standing in front of the empty mole was a man with a fierce expression with a plane head, a white coat over the black death overlord's suit, a bandage on his stomach, and a slashing knife casually resisted on his shoulder, resolutely looking like a standard gangster leader.
But it can be seen from the spiritual pressure on the other party's body that this is already an existence at the level of Xi Guan.
In fact, there may be a gap in combat effectiveness between the table officers, but it will definitely not be as huge as the difference between ordinary Grim Reaper and the captain, and each team has a different way of becoming a seat officer.
Just like the seat officer of the fourth team where Kong Mo was before, he didn't look at the combat effectiveness but looked at their mastery of the return path and the effect of the slashing knife, which is why the air mole didn't mix with the seat officer before, and his return path has not mastered more than thirty so far, and he can basically only treat some minor injuries and diseases.
There is no doubt that the order of the 11th team is determined by actual combat, so even if the spiritual pressure is almost the same, you can choose an order.
After the man in front of him stood still, he did not attack directly, but waved his sword violently and said loudly, "The fourteenth seat of the eleventh team, the host Kojiro is involved!"
Hearing the other party's self-report, he was also shocked: "It turns out that you are the legendary little red guy!"
"It's Kojiro. Although he didn't know what the little red guy was, he instinctively felt that it was not a good word.
"Okay little red guy. ā
"So it's Kojiro!"
"Knowing the little red guy, what about Musashi?"
"Kojiro!!, and who is Musashi!!"
Staring at the eyes, the little red guy stretched out his hand and wiped it on the slashing knife, and sang in his mouth, "Look up, Dragon Whisker Pill!"
"Sounds delicious....." Looking at this person who could use the first solution with empty eyes, the blade in the right hand of the empty mole subconsciously rubbed.
I saw that with the fingers of the host's little red guy, the blade of the slashing knife turned into an iron whip, without a blade but extremely heavy, it can be imagined that once it was hit, it would be a broken tendon and fracture.
"Hmm... The increase in spiritual power and physique is probably less than one percent..."According to the level he had previously divided, the other party is still at the stage of awakening his true name.
"Tsk, after you get this here, let's go to Nirvana to discuss, and promote the grading system, don't even these people be mentally retarded?"
The empty mole who didn't have anything black concentrated his spirit, no matter what level the other party held, he must have some ability to mix in a battle-oriented place like the Eleventh First Team.
If there was still a suspicion of bullying them in the previous battle, now the gap between the two has also been narrowed a lot.
"Huh!"
With a violent roar, I saw the host Kojiro carrying an iron whip and slashing at the empty mole, the iron whip is a weapon like a sword without a blade, although it lacks the lethality of the blade but has the flexibility of more attack methods, and it also has a degree of solidity that swords do not have.
A cursory look at the empty mole knew that he couldn't take this whip hard, and the defender was already at a slight loss when the strength of the two sides was not much different, and after several rounds of fighting, the physical strength of the empty mole was definitely not able to fight hard with the other party.
The foot stepped on the body and flashed the opponent's horizontal split, and the left hand was not idle, but the backhand pressed the opponent's shoulder and pushed it violently, with the help of the opponent's own strength and traction, the host Kojiro suddenly lost his balance.
Just when the poem of the plague in the hands of the empty mole was cut down, the host Kojiro rolled and crawled on the ground without any image, and then the spiritual power shook violently on the soles of his feet, and he actually performed an instantaneous step and the empty mole instantly opened the distance.
"Hehe?!Give me a shave?!" The empty mole fell into the air with a blow, and a spiritual power burst out from under his feet.
"I really don't know that the six styles have been played badly?!You still dare to play here?!" The speed of the empty mole burst out in an instant was three points faster than the other party, and in an instant, he came behind the host Kojiro.
"Think it's okay to change your name?!Be careful of anti-plagiarism, the little guard hacked to death, believe it or not. While saying something that everyone didn't understand, the blade in Sora's hand had already pierced into the chest of the host Kojiro, who was still in shock.
"That's it, next .......?"
Just as the Sky Mole was about to pull out the blade in his hand, he suddenly saw a path that he couldn't describe in human language, and even the Sky Mole didn't know why it was a 'road'.
I can't see it, I can't touch it, I can't say it, I can't figure it out, but the path exists there, in a way that no one can understand, almost subconsciously, and the empty mole controls the power of the plague poem and rushes along that road.
As the dark red energy flowed through the 'road', it seemed to have been widened in a sense, and a trace of inexplicable things flowed out of it.
When the empty mole came back to his senses, he found that the host Kojiro was looking into the distance with a blank face, and the empty mole who had experienced it once naturally remembered that this was the feeling he had when he first entered the spiritual space to communicate with the poem of the epidemic.
The spiritual exchange was extremely fast, and almost instantly, the host Kojiro regained his senses, and at the same time, the spiritual pressure emanating from his body was at least more than ten percent stronger.
"It turns out... So..."Looking at the slashing knife in his hand, the host Kojiro muttered to himself, and then raised the slashing knife again, and the three fingers of his left hand gently brushed over the knife.
"Look up, Longyang Pill!"
With a violent roar, the original iron whip quickly changed in front of everyone.
The people in the distance haven't seen it clearly, but the nearest empty mole has a black line on its face, revealing an expression of "you must be teasing me".