Suddenly, a piece of ice mist dispersed, and countless sharp ice edge fragments turned into torrents out of thin air, shooting at the copper corpse.

There are 6 talismans, but it is 6,000 purple coins, it is really rich, Zhao Wen looked at it with hot eyes.

At this time, Liu Quan next to him had already tried his best to control his trembling arms, raised his bow and arrows, and aimed at the bronze corpse.

Zhao Wen glanced at it, this Liu Quan was only equivalent to the sixth or seventh section of a martial artist, and he was already brave to have the courage to raise a bow and arrow.

"Whoosh!" The bowstring made a soft sound, and the arrow was shot.

Ice streams, sharp arrows, if this is an iron corpse, I'm afraid it will really be blocked a little, but when it encounters a copper corpse, it will all be useless.

The bronze corpse was shot at him

"How Can Mortals Not Die" Volume 1: The Death of Panling Chapter 117 I am a master I am in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,

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