Ganro finally opened his mouth to call for foreign help.

It's weird, it's so weird, how can this natal weapon be like that boss, and it can't be killed?! In the face of this situation, Gan Luo is not a fool, Shen Luo is on the side of the "two people" together, what else is he polite, just greet Mo.

Is this a bullying of the less?

It shouldn't be counted, the number of individuals is exactly one-to-one, Gan Luo made a reason for himself.

To be honest, his current blood value is not much, Shen Luo's pair of "combinations" is too evil, if he is yin, let the explosion blow into the wind blade barrier, absolutely stable, if he dies, it will be a big shame. Ganluo had no choice but to put aside the idea of going it alone for the time being.

"Okay, leave it to me!"

Mo heard Ganluo's greeting and immediately opened his mouth to respond, and shot directly.

It's rare, it's rare for a stubborn donkey to open his mind, and he thinks silently that he has to intervene quickly, in case this guy Ganluo comes back to make a mess again, and it will definitely be difficult to fight it alone. Silently noticed, the power of the Silver Medal Clown's explosion is amazing, and it can also turn into a black wind to reorganize, this is simply the BOSS's move, I really don't know how it can do this!

To be honest, Mo still has palpitations now, and the black shadow of the boss before him has not suffered much from him.

To deal with this kind of guy, you must attack its body, although the natal weapon does not have a body, but it has an owner. If the owner is stunned or charged for a long time, the natal weapon will automatically disappear, and all Mo can do now is to contain it! Contain the Silver Medal Clown, and wait for Ganluo's side to get it!

Shen Luo had an extra shield in his hand, and he looked very fierce. But isn't there a saying called "invincible, only fast and unbreakable", passive defense is always a little limited compared with agile attack, Ganluo's own attributes, skills, and equipment are above Shen Luo, and winning is not a problem at all.

Mo has already calculated his own tactics, he is only responsible for pulling away this natal weapon, and it is best to assist in attacking Shen Luo, and he cooperates with Gan Luo like this. It shouldn't be a problem to take down Shen Luo!

"Looks like I'm going to get a little more serious!"

Mo moved the central control string, the ice blue short bow was full of strings like the moon, and the arrows on it exuded bursts of coldness, even Shen Luo's side could feel the slightest coldness.

"Two to one, stinky and shameless!" The Silver Medal clown turned his head and roared at Mo.

This guy has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth beyond imagination, if Shen Luo can't quarrel in the future, the other party can take it out, and he can definitely win easily.

But right now, it's not the time to fight. At the very least, Mo won't quarrel with it.

The implicit skill possessed by Mo's natal weapon is activated at this time, appearing below the attributes of the natal weapon.

Name: Zero Disillusionment

Type: Status Martial Arts

[Effect] Turns the weapon into an ice attack, increasing attack by 25%, and each hit has a 10% chance to trigger the Sluggish effect, a 5% chance to trigger the Foot Binding effect, and a 1% chance to trigger a complete freeze

[Restriction] can only be used on natal weapons, and the weapon switch effect disappears

[Description] A hidden martial art that combines attack enhancement and control into one, and has a very high growth degree. Ailments have a low chance of triggering, but the actual effect is far greater than expected under high-speed attacks

"Take it." Mo sneered and let go of his hand.

"Whoosh-"

"Bang-"

His light bolt was now an ice attribute, and when it flew two meters, it exploded, turning into dozens of hair-thin "ice arrows" that sprayed like shotguns.

"Turn right, turn right, turn right!" The silver clown screamed in Shen Luo's ear, and directly grabbed Shen Luo's shoulder and turned around.

In fact, there was no need to say it, Shen Luo also sensed Mo's attack, and the cold aura was so obvious. However, there was still Gan Luo in front of him, that guy was erratic, and he had already come to harass Shen Luo two or three waves when he pulled the bowstring, and he had cut six or seven blows.

Shen Luo also knew that Gan Luo was tempting!

It's a shield with damage rebound, and the anti-damage degree is about eight or twelve percent, Gan Luo said in his heart. He attacked and brought the kills to the wounded, in order to calculate the Cheng dù of Shen Luo's shield against injury. Now, he had a spectrum in his heart, as long as the puppet was pulled away or restrained for a while, he would be able to attack Shen Luo at a super fast speed. About two-fifths of the attacks are likely to be stopped. But it doesn't matter, this kind of Cheng dù's backlash Ganluo is still acceptable.

A moment, just a momentary flaw is enough.

Gan Luo paid close attention to Shen Luo and the Silver Medal Clown, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, there is no need to pull away the puppet, as long as it is enough to create an instant suppression or control. Ganro waited quietly, ready to attack, waiting for the moment when the prey would be leaked.

Shen Luo is also clear about this.

But the attacks over there had already come, and Shen Luo had to dodge or block. Mo's attack is fast, the area is large, the flash is too late, and the shield block is inevitable. Besides, now with the "help" of the silver clown, Shen Luo had to turn around quickly with a shield.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

A series of crashing sounds, particularly light and pleasant.

Every trace of "arrows" did not have much impact, but they couldn't hold up the large number, and Shen Luo was instantly shocked by the dense impact force transmitted by the shield and retreated. The physical attack of this arrow is not strong, the real strength is the "Ice Attribute" addition, Shen Luo suddenly felt that his steps were extremely heavy, he had already been hit by the [Slow] effect, and then the stiffness below the calf, it was the [Foot Bondage] limit, fortunately, the one percent of the complete [Ice] had not yet appeared.

Not only that, the shield in Shen Luo's hand became extremely heavy, and the front was covered with a thick layer of ice, and the piercing cold energy passed through his hand, and even his fingers were a little stiff.

"It's not good to go on like this, do you want to use that one to escape first?" Shen Luo said in his heart, "Damn, I still want to have a trick and hone with a master here, but now I look at it, it's really a little reluctant!" ”

Shen Luo's previous composure was indeed fearless, because he still had a means that was useless. It's really dangerous right now, and if you don't leave, you may not be able to leave, Shen Luo doesn't want to suffer this loss.

"Die!"

As soon as Shen Luo wanted to leave, a cold voice suddenly floated in his ears.

By the time Ganro said this, the blade of his fist had already been handed out. This time, Gan Luo learned to be smart, and he didn't just attack Shen Luo, he pressed one fist blade to the back of Shen Luo's neck, and the other fist blade hooked the neck of the silver clown and suddenly shook it.

This hand is ruthless enough!

If the Silver Medal Clown resisted, Gan Luo used his strength to double the strength of the fist blade pressing against Shen Luo's neck, directly causing a fatal injury to Shen Luo. If the Silver Medal Joker hides, it means that it and Shen Luo have been separated, and it will be much easier to do next.

"Whew!"

The Silver Medal Joker didn't resist at all, and was directly hooked away by Ganluo's second-stage swift blade. Gan Luo was slightly surprised, and the fist blade that slashed towards Shen Luo did not lag in the slightest.

Failed!

Shen Luo disappeared, and only a shield the size of a door panel remained.

"Back?!" Gan Luo was agitated, his arms sank, and the blade of his fist stabbed behind him.

Shen Luo's classic big back fall made Gan Luo a little scared, so that he was so panicked that his judgment was abnormal, and he didn't want to think about losing the instantaneous strong control of the [Han Silk Wrought Iron Glove], even if Shen Luo hugged him, he would be broken free by the light before his back fell.

Shen Luo is not stupid, at this time he plays back falling.

[Z-word double flashback]!

When Gan Luo's fist stabbed back, Shen Luo flashed back instantly, directly grabbed Gan Luo's collar, and hit it with a [head mallet]!

At this time, Mo jumped into the air.

Shen Luo's shield rested there motionless, the defensive surface was too big, he wanted to suppress it from a high altitude, but he happened to see this scene.

"Not good!"

Mo's ice-blue short bow had been in a state of control and ready to fire, and at this time, he loosened his fingers, and the arrow went like a meteor! This blow is much faster than a normal attack, a full double the flight speed, and is prepared for a split second. As a result, I didn't see the opportunity, but I saw the crisis, but if this arrow could solve the crisis for Ganluo, it would be worth it!

"Stinky and shameless, put cold arrows?!"

Behind the shield, a brain shell suddenly appeared, and there was no one other than the Silver Clown. Mo's light came instantly, but it was suddenly intercepted by the black disk flying out from behind the Silver Clown.

"Bang!"

The light bolt collided with the black disk, making a crisp sound.

"Boom!"

followed by the sound of Shen Luo's [head hammer] impact, Gan Luo was still hit and was directly knocked unconscious.

"Whoosh-"

Mo's pupils dilated suddenly, and two black disks appeared on either side of him, striking in a tricky arc. At the moment, he is in mid-air, and he definitely can't avoid these two things!

Originally, they suppressed Shen Luo, but the result was reversed in an instant.

"Die, die, die!" The silver clown is very annoying, and he actually sang it.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Mo's black trench coat bulged.

An invisible force field suddenly exploded, directly fixing the black disk in mid-air!

"Don't be too complacent, stinky little ghost, attack me? You're 10,000 years early! Mo Yin shouted fiercely.