Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Fantianluo's whole body energy was instantly emptied by the Xingluo stick, which made her almost unable to control it. She had never encountered such a situation before. She clenched her teeth tightly and drew the huge stick shadow towards Hou Qianao.

Her attack followed Xiao Qinglong's one after the other, Hou Qianao felt the coercion of the Xingluo stick, and immediately withdrew half of the profound energy against Xiao Qinglong, and Xiao Qinglong's huge dragon tail hit his four-color beam of light , sending out ripples of space impact.

Hou Qianao retreated tens of meters, because the shadow of the Xingluo stick had arrived, and he didn't dare to underestimate it. Immediately, the four-color beams of light burst out from both palms, and collided fiercely with the black light and shadow of the Xingluo stick.

Hou Qian'ao, Fan Tianluo, and Xiao Qinglong all came out backwards, and the three of them were separated into three directions and were unexpectedly knocked thousands of meters away by the powerful impact circle of profound energy.

Even if the other opponents were hit by the powerful profound energy one after another, they were all sent flying, which shows how powerful the blow was.

Fan Tianluo stared at Hou Qianao, and at the same time swallowed a sixth-level healing pill, and drank the bodhi juice in a bottle, and then she was able to catch her breath.

The hand holding the Xingluo stick was still trembling, and Mo Xingchen's figure flashed out from inside, and hurriedly said: "Xiaoluo, are you alright?"

Fan Tianluo shook her head. In fact, she was also very nervous about the attack just now, but she couldn't hurt Xiao Qinglong, so no one would distract Hou Qianao's attack.

And Mo Xingchen's method is the nine-level strength of the two of them. Although the power of the Xingluo stick has not fully exploded, this blow has been withstood.

This is an attack of the ninth level of the supreme, and the combination of two peaks of the fourth level of the supreme can actually block it, which makes Hou Qianao's eyes almost pop out.

"The magic weapon! Your weapon is actually the magic weapon!" Hou Qianao's slap just now, although it didn't hurt, the blood in his chest still rolled, so he believed even more that the Xingluo stick was a divine object that he had never seen in his life .

"You're smart! If my strength wasn't too low, this blow would kill you!" Fan Tianluo gasped, feeling very excited. In this way, at least they could resist Hou Qianao.

"Little girl, you do have a lot of treasures on you. The magic weapon and the strange fire, even the old man has collected them for nearly ten thousand years. It's unreasonable. But as long as you are dead, these are all mine!" Hou Qianao is now Abandoning his original intention, the fire of greed in his heart was blazing, as long as he got the magic weapon and the strange fire, who else in the world would be his opponent, even the great elder of the Temple of Heaven would not be his opponent.

While speaking, he looked around, except for the hag who was beaten and fled around by Zi Su, his side still had the upper hand, so as long as he got rid of these three, the battle would be settled.

"You want to kill me? I think you are too old and your head is showing off!" Fan Tianluo sneered, with a strong fighting spirit exuding from his whole body.

Mo Xingchen entered the Xingluo stick again at the first time, and at the same time transmitted the sound, this time he will also burst out the dual elements of light and darkness to support Fan Tianluo in sending out the stronger power of the Xingluo stick.

"Smelly girl, you're looking for death!" Hou Qianao was furious, and quickly formed a complicated handprint with both hands, and Fan Tianluo saw a giant four-color lightsaber suddenly appearing in the space in front of her, pointing directly at Fan Tianluo.

The little green dragon roared from the other side, and at the same time, the dragon body swung its tail, and the huge and rough dragon tail swept towards Hou Qianao.

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