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In the face of a menacing opponent, the team of the rock enemy naturally made corresponding countermeasures.

But seeing that the little demon king Yan Qiu took the lead, a phoenix-winged gold hammer in his hand was like a divine help, which was able to defeat the black bull and the white ape as sharp arrows, which suddenly slowed down the opponent's offensive.

The rest of the demon generals, although they were injured, seemed to stimulate the ferocity in the blood of the monsters even more, and they all moved forward bravely, and there was no room for reservation between shots.

Seeing that the two sides started a melee in an instant, for a while, they were also evenly matched.

As a member of the team, Qi Ming naturally had no way to stay out of the matter, so he immediately turned over his hand and took out the Qiu Qiu Sword, grabbed a sword flower casually, kicked his feet, and jumped into the battlefield in the blink of an eye.

As Qi Ming joined the battle, with nine enemies and eight, a slight numerical advantage, plus Qi Ming's side waited for work, and the other party was mostly wounded, after a chaotic battle, Qi Ming's team soon occupied a considerable upper hand, one by one was full of energy and screaming, morale was high, and the atmosphere was quite hot.

Seeing that the victorious scales were gradually tilting towards Qi Ming's side, the other party obviously realized this very quickly.

There is not much verbal communication, it is almost just a matter of eye contact.

With Yan Qiu's order, the team on his side instantly shrank their formation, as if they had made up their minds to shrink their defense, and when they came to their senses, they would wait for an opportunity to counterattack.

At this time, the difference in the execution of the two teams is somewhat apparent.

Although there was infighting before the battle, the combat strength was depleted, and the number of people was reduced by two.

But they have fought with each other, but they all know the strength of their companions, especially when Yan Qiu has revealed his strength, it is obvious to all, and he has become the leader of the team.

The little demon king Yanqiu is not a straw bag, he has been well nurtured since he was a child, and he has experience in arranging troops.

Under his strict command and dispatch, this small eight-person team also advanced and retreated well-founded, with clear offensive and defensive distinctions, and a bit of a real military momentum that was as immobile as a mountain.

On the other hand, Qi Ming's side.

Although the combat power is intact, there is still a slight advantage in numbers.

But these guys, all of them are pretentious, where are they willing to let others dictate?

Powerful does not go to one place, at first the fighting spirit was high, but after a long time of fighting, it is even more impetuous.

At the moment, he still has the upper hand, so the contradiction is not obvious, but in Qi Ming's opinion...... Infighting is also a matter of time.

Miao Dameow tried to attack to no avail, and took the time to glance at Qi Ming, but found that the latter was carrying a sword and wandering around unhurriedly, like a shrimp and miscellaneous fish that circled around the protagonist in a TV series, holding a weapon that was not as good as dancing, and suddenly became a little angry - you said that you are paddling, but you are good at dedication?

The thought just came to mind.

Qi Ming suddenly shouted, picked up the chopping autumn and slashed towards the weasel spirit in front of him with a look of facing a great enemy.

"Thief, look at the sword ......"

Miao Dameow's eyes suddenly froze, and he said in his heart that this kid is finally going to make a move, I haven't seen him for a long time, and he seems to be much stronger......

"Oh! It's so strong! You wait for me, don't bully the poor ...... young man."

Seeing Qi Ming shouting and running away with his big sword, continuing to wander around, and looking at the weasel spirit with a bewildered look, Miao Dameow thought for a while......

"Oops!

......

Seeing this man and a cat running away from him shouting and screaming one after another, the weasel frowned and found that things were not simple.

Am I really getting stronger?

The weasel looked down at his own pair of fleshy palms with some disbelief, and his heart suddenly surged with infinite courage out of thin air, and immediately roared, holding a soft sword towards the black bull spirit in front of him......

"Moo-" TM Cow Power!

"Oops, that's so strong......" The weasel clutched his aching wrist and couldn't help but think in tears.

Yan Qiu, who always paid attention to the changes in the situation on the field, naturally noticed some changes in the weasel here for the first time, and watched this monster who was good at illusion and was not good at strength at all actually went to have a real collision with the black bull without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and he couldn't stop it, so he had to watch this thing almost be forked into the sky by the black bull spirit.

Fortunately, his teammates made a timely save, and although it caused a riot, he quickly stabilized his position and started to work again.

Looking at the weasel's appearance that began to doubt his life, Iwaki thought about it, but still didn't say anything superfluous.

......

Compared to Qi Ming's blatant paddling...... Miao Dameow is still a qualified acting school.

The work that should be done is the same, but it is a lot more restrained when he makes his moves, and he obviously has made up his mind to preserve his strength.

But there are so many monsters present, which one is not an expert in fighting in the bloody rain?

How can Qi Ming and Miao Dameow's little actions be hidden from their ears and eyes?

So they gradually lightened their hands and feet, trying to distribute the pressure to others, as if there was some kind of chain reaction, fighting and fighting......

They suddenly felt that the fight was ......

It's like tickling, it's no different from meow boxing.

Since it has come to this point...... This one can't be fought anymore, and the two groups of people are clearly divided into two factions, staring at each other with big eyes, and suddenly feeling a little awkward atmosphere.

The two sides confronted each other for a moment.

Yan Qiu was the first to speak to break the silence on the field, and asked in a somewhat inquiring tone, "Since you don't want to fight anymore at this time...... Why don't you sit down and talk while you're resting?"

"What are you talking about?" Tiger Spirit's eyes widened, and the royal pattern on his forehead wrinkled, "Either you die or I live, what is there to talk about with you?"

"Then ......," Yan Qiu groaned, with a faint banter in his eyes, "Why don't we continue fighting?"

"Fight and ......" When the tiger spirit heard this, he tightened the red gold war knife in his hand, and he looked a little moved, but when he glanced left and right, he found that his teammates were all frowning, but he didn't have anything to say for a while.

Although he is proud of his martial arts...... It's hard to stand alone, and it's not stupid enough to fight eight with one.

"We have no grudges, and we don't have to be to the point where you live or die. Seeing this, Yan Qiu immediately said aloud again, "I have an idea, I don't know whether to talk about it or not." ”

"It's avoidable to join forces, and no one can guarantee whether they will stab a black knife in the back. The black bull spirit stepped out and took the lead in blocking a sentence.

"Ha, don't worry, I'm not a whimsical either. Yan Qiu smiled, and suddenly the words changed, "What I said is only four words. ”

"Which four words?" the black bull spirit was slightly stunned.

"Remove the chaff. ”

As Yan Qiu's sonorous words fell.

There were more than ten people present, and all of them had slightly changed their faces. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.