The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, Luo Qingyin shook the flower vines, and countless flower thorns were born, like jasper thorns sweeping forward!

The spikes with flower poison shot out like thousands of sharp arrows, instantly clearing a vacuum.

Gong Danting's face changed slightly, and she looked at Luo Qingyin's gaze, in addition to anger, she also had a touch of shock.

In any case, she must ......

Gong Danting finally took out her weapon.

The whole body is green silk, the water is rippling, glowing with a strange light, the handshake is carefully carved with a blooming lotus, the center of the lotus is inlaid with five five-grade wood attribute soul stones, and the silk body is depicted with defense and amplification formations, exuding a shallow light.

Not only that, but the center surrounded by the wood attribute soul stone can be inlaid with Xuanjing, and when the Xuanqi is exhausted, it can also be activated by Xuanjing.

There is no doubt that this is a well-crafted weapon of the same nature as the moire bamboo umbrella.

Gong Danting has the dual attributes of fire and wood, and uses the wood attribute to fight, and the green silk can have at least one layer of amplification.

But, will she be afraid?

With a raise of her hand, the green silk silk in Gong Danting's hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, drawing a sleek arc in the air, soft and sharp, under her movements, across a distance of one zhang, wrapped around Luo Qingyin's neck.

Her movements are elegant, and when the green silk flutters, she reflects the white dress, which looks noble and refined.

Many candidates in the vicinity have seen it.

If it weren't for the fact that they were on the battlefield at a life-or-death juncture, they would almost want to applaud on the spot.

Looking up at the menacing green silk, Luo Qingyin did not immediately counterattack, and moved a step away from his feet, avoiding the attack.

Syllable!

The green silk fell to the ground like a long whip, stirring up dust and splattering everywhere.

Luo Qingyin laughed out loud.

The green silk silk is a very mysterious weapon, when there is no danger, it can be wrapped around Ruyu's arm, and it is so gentle that it is terrible; Once there is danger, it is a fatal tenderness.

This fatal gentleness is mainly shown in the fact that it can be rigid or soft, hard or soft, and can be flexible and flexible.

Gong Danting, the level has not yet arrived.

Luo Qingyin no longer dodged, and with a slight touch of his foot, dozens of phantoms were drawn out by the flower vines, which spread out in a fan shape, enveloping Gong Danting in it.

The thorns flew in from all directions, and the speed was amazing, leaving no gaps and no leeway!

No matter who the opponent is, once he stands on the battlefield, Luo Qingyin has only one principle: kill!

Gong Danting does not dodge or dodge.

Seeing the thorn inserted into her body, a treacherous flash flashed in Gong Danting's eyes, and then a strong golden flame appeared around her body, which actually ignited along the thorn.

Wood is afraid of fire!

A triumphant smile rose into the corner of Gong Danting's lips.

However, before the smile reached the bottom of her eyes, a fountain suddenly fell from the sky, completely drenching her heart.

The flames are extinguished.

Gong Danting's clothes and hair were soaked, and the holy goddess became a soup chicken in a blink of an eye.

Hua Teng shook his body in the water, sprinkled a crystal splash, roared silently, and threw a deep blood mark on Gong Danting's face.

"Ahh

Gong Danting screamed, covered her face and jumped away a few steps, and said to the followers who had already formed an encirclement of Luo Qingyin: "She has 100,000 points hidden in her body, kill her!" ”

The followers drew their weapons and rushed forward.

Drink!

The candidate who used his fist bullied forward and swung his fist at Luo Qingyin's face!

Phew!

The candidates who used the soft sword fell from the sky, and the soft sword stabbed down like a poisonous snake with the killing intent of Sensen!

Roar!

The candidate with a mace in his hand shot at him, jumped up high, and slashed at Luo Qingyin!

Mao Dun Literature