The Most Powerful System In The Fantasy World

When he looked at Qin Buyi, the other party was also looking at him.

"Moore, what do you have to say now?"

Moore's whole body has become a blood man, and his breath is even more ups and downs...

If this is still talking big, then Qin Buyi has to consider whether to beat him to death to see how hard his mouth is.

Moore said: "Hehe, it's just a small trick, and this kind of attack method that can't be put on the table is something you can handle!"

After saying this, the entire blood world space was instantly quiet.

This state of his body, as long as he is not blind, or even a blind person can see how bad it is.

However, Moore was still talking hard and talking big.

Other Chaos Protoss high-level whispers:

"Lord Moore's mouth is really hard. It's the first time I've seen such a hard mouth. He said he was fine even after he was like this."

"You don't know Lord Moore, maybe Lord Moore is just pretending to paralyze this strong native."

"Don't even mention it, there really is such a possibility. As the saying goes, soldiers never tire of deceit. Maybe this is the reason. Lord Moore is wise!"

"That is, the wisdom of Lord Moore is beyond our imagination? Just wait, he will definitely be able to kill this strong native."

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Moore was a little embarrassed to hear his subordinates flattering him.

He was indeed being stubborn, because the other party was really too difficult to deal with.

If he admits his weakness, it will have a great impact on the mentality of the next battle, especially Moore himself.

But I didn't expect that I would be praised by my subordinates for being stubborn...

This exaggeration is somewhat exaggerated.

Qin Buyi looked at Moore and said, "It seems that your subordinates still have great confidence in you."

Moore said: "Stop talking nonsense, just use whatever moves you have."

"If that was your strongest move just now, then you will definitely die in my hands next time."

Qin Buyi said: "I'm the best at it, and I like to fulfill other people's wishes the most."

Moore asked in confusion, "What do you mean by that?"

Qin Buyi said: "It means as you wish!"

"Killing, killing luck, intercepting luck, bad luck, luck, luck, killing luck!"

"Roar~!"

a million feet

The Dragon of Destiny emerged behind Qin Buyi.

Moore's eyes straightened when he saw this dragon of luck.

He knew that luck was attacking him, so he naturally understood how powerful it was.

The means of luck in his hands are simply not enough for him to face such a powerful luck attack.

"Your Excellency, what are you following?"

Facing Moore's inquiry, Qin Buyi said: "If you want to know what kind of foot I am, you should think about it slowly after you die."

Under the control of Qin Buyi, the Dragon of Fate quickly approached Moore...

Moore bit the bullet and looked at this million-foot-sized dragon of luck.

"Water Spear - Luck!"

The spear in Moore's hand is connected to his luck, trying in vain to resist the attack of the dragon of luck.

"Roar~!"

The dragon of luck bit the spear in Moore's hand.

Feeling the strength from the spear and the attack of his own luck being continuously disintegrated.

Moore was very anxious, he knew very well the importance of luck to a practitioner.

If you live, you will live, if you die, you will perish.

If luck no longer exists, then it is doomed to fall!

What's more, he himself does not have the methods and channels to treat Qi Luck.

So once the group of luck above his head is torn apart, what Moore will face is an unprecedented crisis!

The spiritual power in his body was poured into the spear as if he didn't need money, trying to stabilize the dragon of luck's attack.

"Be sure to hold on!"

The high-ranking members of the Chaos Protoss watching the battle looked at the Dragon of Luck and Moore who was struggling to resist, and said in a panic:

"Can Lord Moore really withstand such a powerful luck attack? I haven't found this level of luck attack in the classics."

"We have to trust Master Mole, he must have a way to resist such luck attacks, but why is Master Mole's arm shaking?"

"The trembling of the arm must be because it is very difficult to resist such a luck attack. Lord Moore is not a saint. I have been with him for so many years and I have never seen him attack with a strong luck."

"What does this mean? It means that Master Moore doesn't have the powerful luck attack method we imagined."...

Moore, who was still able to tenaciously resist the attack of the dragon of luck, heard what his subordinates said.

The spiritual power in his body suddenly froze slightly.

"Roar~!"

In the next second, the Dragon of Luck seized the opportunity, directly broke Moore's defense, and instantly put the luck on his head.

The group is torn apart.

Immediately afterwards, a dragon swung its tail and pulled Moore away.

The dragon of luck followed closely behind and swallowed Moore who had just stabilized his figure.

Moore's voice came from the dragon's belly: "Damn it, break it!"

Streams of water erupted from the belly of the dragon of luck.

"Boom~!"

The Dragon of Destiny exploded under the attack of Moore's anger.

Qin Buyi's expression didn't change when he saw this scene.

The Dragon of Fate has successfully completed its mission, and its most important purpose is to tear apart the group of Fate above Moore's head.

Now that the luck group has been torn apart, the attack effect of the luck dragon will naturally be greatly reduced.

Moore looked at Qin Buyi's voice full of resentment and said, "You damn native, you actually tore up my luck group! Damn it! Damn it!"

Qin Buyi said: "Isn't this what you asked for? Why is the group of luck now being torn apart by your small tricks, and you are angry?"

Moore took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down his inner rage.

He did say this before, but who would have imagined that Qin Buyi's strength could be so slapped in the face.

Thinking of the group of luck on his body being completely torn apart, Moore couldn't control his mental irritability at all.

"I want you dead! I want you dead!"

Qin Buyi said in a neutral voice: "You want me to die? You are the one who will die in the end!"

The high-ranking members of the Chaos Protoss who were watching the battle in the blood world space had their eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Lord Moore's Fate Group was torn apart, this time he is in trouble...Can he still win?"

"The importance of the Fate Group to a living being can be imagined. Even if Master Moore can win this victory, he will not escape the result of falling in the end."

"Then we have to step on the horse and win this victory first. Our luck group has not been torn apart, and we still have hope of survival."

"I reckon Lord Moll will have to go all out. After all, the Fate Group has been torn apart, and there is no chance of surviving."...

The words of these high-level Chaos Protoss were like knives constantly piercing Moore's heart.

Especially hearing that their focus is on whether they can win and keep them alive.

Instead of caring about himself, Moore's anger reached its peak.