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Similian shouted: "The Beamon Behemoth, the totemic symbol of the orc clan, is called Palanturu by them, known as the strongest class on the ground, even the dragon does not dare them to fight hand-to-hand, why is this?"

It's just a strong body, it's just an annihilation skin, it's just a hundred-inch steel claw, no, their strongest is their fighting spirit, it's their madness.

Therefore, the use of 'Beamon's power must have a decisive fighting spirit, and a crazy anger in order to explode the most terrible power, an endless stream of endless power. ”

Similian roared in the sky, his eyes full of madness and determination, like the most terrible machine, he brutally knocked Muen out of the air.

In mid-air, Mu En vomited blood, but there was an understanding in his eyes, and there was infinite madness, he opened his mouth and roared like a beast: "Roar......"

Mino Kaneshiro, a women's supply store.

Mu En collapsed, he pulled Cimirian, both angry and couldn't help whispering: "You go shopping, you go shopping, you buy things, I just pay, but how can you still buy the clothes that women wear, as well as this powder, this underwear, you don't see the strange eyes of those people?"

You're actually picking up a set of underwear and studying it carefully for a long time, you're perverted?"

"Don't care so much about other people's eyes, even if they see death, we can lose a piece of meat.

Besides, don't you know that there are a few women in the weeping blood pool, and they have placed a lot of orders for me, and if I don't bring things back, there will be terrible consequences, and you don't know what the terrible consequences are!"

"And the Centaur women there?"

"Nope!"

"Then, then why did you even buy the special clothes made by the centamen? And these, the size changes too much, right? This one, at least two hundred pounds of fat people, what about this one? Giant's clothes, this one, for dwarven women?"

"Oh, this! Souls have the function of changing, they are not clothes that adapt to people, but people adapt to clothes, how they look good, how they change. Boss, these are all packed. ”

Mu En retreated......

Ten minutes later, after sweeping through the three ready-to-wear stores, Mu En threw everything into the storage bag without saying a word, wore a cloak to cover his face, and walked out, looking around like a thief......

In the woods, the maple trees in winter have fallen boundless red leaves, floating all over the sky, and the poignant is intoxicating.

Similian danced in the form of a ghost, and a fluctuating and dark voice came: "I've seen that ghost and think about how he walks on his legs? I've seen that ghost and be afraid of heights? They have no weight, no body, they can move as they please, this is the ghost dance, dancing like a ghost."

Then, naturally, kill people like ghosts?"

In the air, the sharp sword was vertical and horizontal, and there were no human figures in sight, and there were sword shadows that crossed and left traces that could not disappear for a long time, cutting through countless maple leaves.

Mu En dodged in embarrassment, countless subtle blood marks appeared on his body, if you look closely, the length, width and depth are almost the same, and Similian's terrifying control is vividly embodied. Through the blood-stained red leaves, it can be seen that Mu En's eyes are a little dumbfounded, as if he is thinking about something out of his mind, and he dodges the instinctive reaction that completely depends on his body.

Soon after, the intertwined sword marks turned into two shadows of battle.

Seaver City, Great Library.

"You, you're not going to buy all these books, are you?" Mu En looked at the pile of books like a mountain in front of him, and only felt that his eyes were a little dark:

"A total of nine hundred and thirty-seven copies, that's all, we have the rest there, and we won't buy the duplicate ones!"

"The books in this library have already been wrapped in more than half of the books in this library, what do you want?" Mu En only felt that his eyes were dark.

In this world, knowledge is very expensive, and as a carrier of knowledge, books are naturally notoriously expensive, and if it weren't for the fact that Philim had a lot of wealth in his storage bag after his death, he really wouldn't dare to say that he had enough gold shields to buy these books.

The owner of the library was very happy, and after receiving the money, he said happily: "Two, two, do you need me to find a carriage to help you send them back?

This sentence reminded Mu En that although his storage bag was already large, these books really couldn't fit it......

At the bottom of the valley, dense poisonous insects scattered and fled like a tide.

Mu En stabbed Similian quickly with a sword, and Similian didn't fight back, just resisting, and the dragon scales growing one after another on his arm collided with Mu En's blade, making a crisp sword sound, melodious echo.

In this way, Similian also said very leisurely: "Dragon Scale Armor, this skill has an extremely considerable defensive power against elemental and physical attacks, but he can't be cultivated overnight, he needs to be honed, he needs to be beaten, and he is repeatedly attacked until he ignores this attack."

Well, it's my turn. ”

Saying that, Similian paused, and then the two swords shot back, hitting back at a speed several times faster than Mu En, and for a while, Mu En had no choice but to resist with the 'dragon scale armor'.

Inside the tavern inn, the hearty food on the table exudes a charming aroma.

Mu En looked at the gobbling up Simirian and asked, "You really don't care, don't you care about Viku's extermination?"

Similian paused, and continued to eat as if nothing had happened, and a vague voice came from it: "I don't care, how can it be? I can't wait to go directly to the city of Yuankai and take out those old monsters and slaughter them."

It's a pity, these are just thoughts, I'm really just a ring spirit now, what else can I do?"

"You really let go?"

"Let go of the fart, there's no way!"

A place of the wilderness, a bone of quenched gold, a ......

Ruins of the ancient city, thorn tattoos, six-armed snake demon graphics, modern ......

Dry grass jungle, five internal organs qi gathering technique, condensation ......

According to Similian, he had to kill Muen, but then they were partners in near-eternal life.

He is also the grandmaster of the Wind Tearing Swordsman, and at the same time, he has copied Mu En's physique and all his skills, and under the deduction of the seal, he has obtained the supreme achievement of these skills.

It can be said that every word of his, every point, and even every use of skills is an irreproachable reference for Mu En, and every imitation and every comprehension can bring him a qualitative leap.

Three days is a short time, but Muen's harvest is indescribably huge.

He saw the true meaning of the Wind Tearing Swordsman, and completed the evolution from the three basic skills to the fourth killing move of the Wind Raven Sword Technique-the Full Moon Wheel Dance.

He experienced the mad roar of the 'Beamon Power', the trembling of the earth under the trampling of war.

He understood the elegance and ghostly nature of the 'Ghost Dance Steps', stepping into the air without a trace, like a phantom, and the power of the momentary step was actually controlled by him.

He felt the painstaking carving of the 'Dragon Scale Armor'. He comprehended the true meaning of qi in the 'Five Organs Qi Gathering Technique'.

He even completed the grafting transformation of the 'Thorn Tattoo - Six-armed Snake Demon Graphic', urging it with magic power, and the modern six-armed snake demon has an extra kind of agility, not to mention the elemental defense ability, it seems to have wisdom.

In a sense, this actually belongs to the category of witchcraft, which is also the first witchcraft created by Muen, and Similian also gave the path of cultivation - compression, condensation, and materialization.

In three days, Mu En gained too much, too much. And he and Simirian, who are enemies, teachers, friends, and rivals, may not be enough to express the complex relationship between them.

Three days later, the Lonely Wasteland arrived...... (To be continued.) )