Next, Shen Kun stared at the little county lord, trying to see her every move......

"Alas, that's it, that's it, if you don't fight hard, you die, you can only fight hard!"

General Zhao sighed, took out a dozen red papers and a white quill from his arms, and threw them high, "County Lord, take the pen and paper!"

In an instant, a bright red light flashed on the red paper, and the white quill seemed to have a spiritual surname, flying around the red paper.

"Fu Hai Wuyi, my martial soul, please lend me all your strength!

Zhao Luochen closed his eyes, and the index finger of his left hand was out of thin air, and the red paper was automatically divided into eight strips, and he stood firmly in front of Zhao Luochen, as if it was pasted on the air.

"Write at eight times the speed, and the pen walks like a dragon!"

Zhao Luochen grabbed the Qianyu pen with his right hand, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the tip of the pen, and the blood-stained quill was transformed, like the afterimage of eight pens, at the same time, eight strange symbols were written on eight pieces of red paper!

"Get out of the way of the snow sculpture knight in front!" Zhao Luochen shouted loudly, and the thousand feather pen pointed forward with thunder, "Damn demon beast...... The lower section of the Huang Yuan level, the Flame Explosion Array...... It's coming!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......

The eight pieces of paper had a spirit surname in an instant, as if eight sharp daggers pierced the green liquid that imprisoned them and came to the stomach of the ghost flying spider!

Boom! The eight pieces of paper exploded in a moment, and eight brilliant sparks bloomed in the sky, and the compound eyes of the spiders closest to the explosion were torn to pieces on the spot! Then the shock wave of the explosion spread again and again, bursting a courtyard-sized blood hole in the stomach of the ghost flying spider, and turquoise blood gushed out......

However, compared to the huge body of the ghost flying spider, this wound was still too small, and it was basically a 'small' piece of skin on his belly!

"General Zhao!" Zhao Luochen almost cried, "I thought I could at least make him seriously injured, but the moment I made a move, I was still afraid that Yang Shou would be damaged, so I saved some strength...... What now? My strength is exhausted, but the ghost flying spider is not dead yet!"

"County Lord, now is not the time to blame yourself!" General Zhao's face was like ashes, "Let's find a way to escape, the ghost flying spider is injured, and it will definitely kill us at any cost!"

Too late!

The hard-hit ghost flying spider was completely furious, his huge body stood up in the air, and thousands of pores on his belly opened at the same time, aiming at Zhao Luochen, and the clumps of green liquid condensed, ready to go, densely making people's scalps explode!

General Zhao and Zhao Luochen's faces were no longer bloodless, once this carpet venom bombarded out, they would definitely die without a place to bury!

"Two donors, do you need help?"

At this moment, Shen Kun drilled out of the mine and waved with a smile. Although his little eyes flashed with greed, and the cheap smile on the corner of his mouth wanted to make people slap his two big mouths, but after he disguised himself as a sweeping monk, his snow-white eyebrows hung down to his chest, and his snow-white beard danced with the wind, and a plain monk's robe hunted in the wind, revealing a majestic body, and the law was solemn, as if solemn......

Like a living Buddha and Bodhisattva standing proudly on the top of a snow-capped mountain!

Dry!

The poor monk doesn't want to be so aggressive, but time is pressing, and Zhao Luochen will die if he drags it on!

Oh, it's wrong, it's wrong, the poor monk didn't come to rescue Zhao Luochen! This girl just pointed at the poor monk's nose and scolded her, and let people throw the poor monk out, if the poor monk is willing to save her, he just doesn't know how to write the word 'cheap'!

The target of the poor monk is the Rakshasa paper and the thousand feather pen in Zhao Luochen's hand!

In the future, I will start to learn the secret art of spirit runes, and I must always get a set of weapons that I can use!

Hehe, I deceived your weapon first, and it can be regarded as collecting some interest......

I'll clean you up slowly in the future!

......

"Master, help!" The savior appeared, and Zhao Luochen couldn't help crying and shouting!

"Master, this is the little county lord of the Northland Palace, as long as you save the little county lord out, the king of the Northland will be thanked!" General Zhao also shouted excitedly!

"Amitabha, don't be in a ......hurry, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry," Shen Kun smiled slowly, "If the poor monk is not mistaken, what the little county lord is using is the Flame Explosion Circle in the Spirit Rune Array, right?"

When is this, are you still in the mood to care about my moves? The little county lord was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare not answer the savior's question, and said hurriedly: "I am a disciple of the Thousand Feather Sect, and I use the secret technique of the Thousand Feather Sect, the spirit rune burst flame!"

"Well, the spirit rune of the Thousand Feather Sect is still good, and the little county lord, your spirit rune secret technique is also a little hot......"

Shen Kun's speaking speed became slower and slower, "It's a pity, the exercises of the Thousand Feather Sect are somewhat lacking, and the little county lord is also a little lacking in actual combat experience!"

"You monk, if you want to save people, take action immediately, what are you talking about!?" General Zhao was sweating profusely.

Cut, not verbose, how did the poor monk get a thousand feather pens and rakshasa paper?

"It's not that the poor monk is wordy, it's just that seeing that the little county lord has extraordinary qualifications, the poor monk wants to accept her as a closed disciple and give him some guidance!" Shen Kun saw that the heat was almost over, and sighed as if he was helpless, "Alas, since you are unwilling to accept the guidance of the poor monk, it's just that, it's enough, the poor monk doesn't say it!"

"Then please ask the master to save people quickly!" General Zhao said hurriedly.

"Okay, the poor monk will make a move...... Shen Kun's arm raised his head, and immediately fell again, "Little county lord, you really don't want to be a disciple of the poor monk?"

"Master, now is not the time to talk about this!" Zhao Luochen was about to be mad!

"Alas, it seems that you are unwilling, but after many years of hard work, the little county lord, the poor monk has never met a spirit rune genius like you, I really want to give you a few tricks!"

Shen Kun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said sincerely: "It's better to be like this, little county lord, give the pen and paper in your hand to the poor monk, and use the ghost shadow flying spider on the opposite side, and the poor monk will practice the flame explosion array you used just now." This can't be said to be preached, but I have taught it myself!"

At the moment of life and death, you, a monk, are still in the mood to guide the lord of this county?

Zhao Luochen looked at Shen Kun in astonishment, his eyes revealing incomparable surprise and doubt......

No, this master has such a kind smile and such a peaceful demeanor, how can he be a madman who talks empty words?

"Master, pick up the pen and paper!" Following the gap blocked by the venom, Zhao Luochen threw out a thousand feather pens, and there was a thick fall, about a hundred pieces of Rakshasa paper!

Shen Kun grabbed the pen and paper flying in the air, and his heart was so beautiful that he couldn't close his mouth.

Earn a lot, make a lot of money, get a good set of weapons in a few words, the poor monk is really a genius who makes money!

No, it seems to be in trouble!

As soon as the Thousand Feather Pen was in his hands, Shen Kun suddenly smelled a pungent smell of rot, and when he turned his head, the sky was dyed a miserable green!

The venom of the ghost shadow flying spider had already been activated, and he abandoned Zhao Luochen, countless pores were aimed at Shen Kun, and the venom in the sky condensed into a column of water, and it came to the top of Shen Kun's head with lightning speed......

Why is this the case?

Shen Kun understood in an instant, yes, it must be that after the ghost shadow flying spider was injured, he remembered the Thousand Feather Pen that hurt him the most! At this time, the Thousand Feather Pen fell into the hands of the poor monk, and he regarded the poor monk as the biggest threat, the number one sniper target!

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