Chapter 138: The Battle of the Twelve Grades
"Well, let Twelve and Thirteen go to the two of them. ”
The withered man said a word as if he was babbling, and then reached out and touched Lan Jiang's body for a while, then closed his eyes with satisfaction, and said nothing again, as if he was asleep.
"Yes!
The last man on the left and right sides of the first row outside the tent hurriedly replied, and then drove the seated brute beast to rush towards the place where the arrow was issued, the speed was very fast, a thousand meters away, almost in the blink of an eye.
If the person chasing Huangquan had such speed, I am afraid that even if Lin Shiqiong rescued him on the city wall, the pursuer would be able to retreat leisurely after killing Huangquan.
The twelfth and thirteenth people rode into the city and found that the four remnants were inseparable from Lin Shuai, but they just watched coldly, and they didn't want to participate.
"A cripple is a cripple, and four cripples can't take a person of the same rank!" After looking at it for a while, Thirteen said disdainfully.
"Who's talking over there?"
When the knife remnant heard the words, he was furious, and took the time to look back, only to see two people riding a bloody leopard, one black and one white, looking at him coldly from behind, thinking of the prestige of the two of them, he couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly sneered:
"It turned out to be two adults, thirteen and twelve, who were humble and did not know, and asked for atonement. ”
Even the knife remnant, who is the head of the four remnants of the ferocious world, is so "humble" to the people who came, it can be seen that the fierce flames of the people who came are still above the four people.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense, hurry up and destroy each other, otherwise even if the Holy Master doesn't deal with you, our brothers won't let you have a good time. ”
The white-clothed thirteen said lightly, yawning, as if he was very impatient.
"Yes, Thirteen Lords, brothers, do your best!"
The knife remnant fought a cold war, knowing that the two of them were by no means just intimidating, they would definitely say what they said and what they did, so they greeted at the moment, and the gun, sword, and halberd desperately stepped forward to attack.
Lin Shuai saw the black and white two people riding strange leopards over, and he first felt faintly uneasy in his heart, and was relieved to find that they didn't make a move, but when he saw that the knife remnants actually groveled to them and flattered them to the extreme, he knew that these two people must not be simple.
Now it's just a sentence from the other party, the four remnants are actually ruthless, a lifeless style of play, the moves are all life-threatening, awe-inspiring at the moment, knowing that he is estimated to be unable to escape the poisonous hand, he can't help but lose his fighting spirit, and slowly retreat while defending.
"Black and white!"
At this time, Hou Lin Xiaoyong on the edge of the town also led the guards to attack, but when he saw the two people riding the bloody leopard, his face suddenly changed greatly.
The black and white shuangsha was a well-known ferocious and vicious person in the great country of martial arts decades ago, and he was extremely cunning, often fleeing after a single hit, and never shot twice in the same place.
At that time, these two people reached the ninth rank, and the four countries sent several handsome masters of the tenth rank to besiege them, although they were seriously injured, they were still escaped by them, and they thought that they were seriously injured and died, but they didn't expect that they were attached to the barbarians, and now decades have passed, and they must have reached the level of the twelfth grade.
The reason why Lin Xiaoyong, the Marquis of Zhenyuan, knew about this was that one of the ten rank masters who besieged the four of them at that time happened to be his father.
"Hehe, there are still people who recognize the two of us, it seems that we are old people. ”
Hei Sha didn't seem to like to talk, it was all Bai Sha talking, I saw him sneer sadly, and then slowly approached Lin Xiaoyong.
"I'm afraid you won't make it!"
Hou Lin Xiaoyong on the edge of the town is also a masterpiece of a generation, less than fifty years old is already the beginning of the twelfth grade, although the other party is a long-famous bandit, but after all, he has never fought before, so he immediately urged the crotch mount to kill the black evil.
"It seems that you were too merciful at the beginning, and there are still people who dare to go against us, so I'll play with you first. ”
Hei Sha also patted the back of the Blood Barbarian Leopard, and killed Lin Xiaoyong with his bare hands.
"Ping Pong!"
Hou Lin Xiaoyong on the edge of the town stabbed at the black demon with a sword, but he grabbed it empty-handed, and the two intersected but made a sound like Jin Ge.
"Click!"
With a force of his right hand, he directly broke Lin Xiaoyong's long sword.
"Black Silk Gloves!"
Although Lin Xiaoyong's long sword is not a top ten divine weapon, it can still cause damage to people below the twelfth rank, and it also has a destructive effect on the internal breath of the gangqi.
He saw that the other party only relied on a pair of fleshy palms to pick it up, and thought that he would definitely strangle the other party's hands, but he didn't expect that the other party actually had a defensive artifact that was unavoidable like black silk gloves.
However, he was not in a hurry, he simply shook his breath, shattered the entire long sword, and then shot all of them towards the black devil's face.
"Carving insect skills!"
The black snark chuckled, crossed his hands, and stopped all the shards of the sword that shot at him.
"You eat my sword too!"
The black demon shouted violently, reflected back the tip of the sword that had been broken off before, and at the same time, with his legs clamped, the brute blood leopard jumped up violently and pounced on Lin Xiaoyong.
"Break the empty palm!"
The Hou on the edge of the town turned his head away, dodged the broken sword that shot at him, and then shouted violently, and slapped the black sha with a palm, and an invisible energy forced away the black shā bī.
"Black Fist!"
The black demon also punched over, and suddenly produced a black whirlwind, the whirlwind spun forward, and collided with the strength of the town's Hou to make a loud "bang", and then the dust flew, and both of them were covered up.
After a while, the two energetic qi both disappeared, the dust dispersed, and the two of them had already retreated to their original positions, leaving only a deep pit in the ground, several times deeper than what Huang Quan had blown up with several four-rank thunderbolt fire thunder beads.
"Cough~cough~cough-"
Suddenly, the town's face was ruddy, and then he coughed several times, obviously suffering a lot of injuries, and he looked at the black evil with a complicated expression:
"It's really a good plan, I can't imagine that even your mount is actually the existence of the twelfth grade, and I am willing to be driven by you like this. ”
Generally, the beast has wisdom when it reaches the third grade, the higher the grade, the higher the wisdom, and when it reaches the seventh or eighth grade, it is no different from an ordinary child, and the beast that exists in the twelfth grade is still possible as a beast pet, but as a mount, unless its owner's strength is many times higher than his.
Now the black demon is obviously only the strength of the twelfth grade, so the town border marquis did not expect that his mount was actually the twelfth grade, and without noticing it for a while, he was attacked by the brute blood leopard and was seriously injured.
"Mingjin retreats!"
Seeing that there was still a white tiger eyeing him, the Hou of the town waved his hand and shouted at the rear army.
"Do you still want to go?
With a strange scream, the black demon drove the Brute Blood Leopard forward again and punched it over.