Traveling Through the Stars

  Zhu Xingshao: "..."

  Zhu Xingsu: "······"

  The other children turned their heads and looked puzzled, why did they smash the little fox's paw? !

  He Yun paused, Zhu Xingshao didn't ask any questions, and held the sword to control the small iron ball to hit the little fox's paw.

   This smash, oops, it hit a piece.

Each of the children controlled three or five small iron balls, and they didn't decide who would hit which little fox, whether to hit one paw or two paws. This is all right, several small iron **** ran towards a little fox His claws fell down.

   This is a real small iron ball. Don't look at the fact that hitting the junior monster little fox can make the little fox have the strength to throw ice blades. It's different when it hits the claws.

  The question is whether it is a small iron ball or not, and several of them are hammered together.

This little fox is not very handsome, but it attracted the attention of several children of the Zhu family. I can't get up.

   Those who can't jump up are useless, and the ice blade can't be hit.

  He Yun squinted his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he didn't say he was leaving.

  The children opened their mouths again, why are they all pressing on a little fox and smashing their paws? !

   Wei Niao stood for a long time, her feet hurt from the cold, so she stomped her feet to keep warm.

  Luo Bi saw the battle situation and had nothing good to say. She asked the children of the Zhu family: "Is this little fox looking good? Why can't we pick the little foxes separately and smash this one's paw for fun?!"

   After saying this, Zhu Xingshao was in a mess.

   "This little fox is not good-looking." Zhu Xingsu retorted, the little iron ball he controlled was the one that hit the little fox just now.

  The other is Zhu Xingrong, one of Zhu Xingshao's small iron **** flew over, so the three children's supernatural attacks were launched together, and more than a dozen small iron **** all hit the two paws of a little fox.

  The onlookers came up with ideas and said one after another: "You have divided them up. Each of you has a few little foxes. Don't smash all of them to waste your combat power."

  Zhu Xingsu listened to it, and it was so reasonable that one small iron ball was enough to hit a little fox, and two hitting a little fox was a waste of combat power, and it was completely unnecessary.

  Thus, several children were divided into points, and it was divided who the little fox belonged to.

  Although the number of little fox beasts has reached more than one hundred, it is difficult to divide this one and that one, but they can be roughly divided, and they will attack immediately after they are divided.

   Twenty-one small iron balls, one small iron ball and one small fox beast, smashed their paws when they jumped up.

   A few children in the Zhu family just separated the small iron ball from the spoon, and they are not skilled in using it. Is it accurate to smash it? Not sure, the small iron ball fell down and hit the side of the paw.

  Sometimes, hitting the side is better than hitting the paw.

   It is estimated that the small iron ball also felt that it was missed, and it was repaired later to make the injury worse.

   A group of little foxes became lame in an instant, and the ice blade couldn't hit it anymore.

   Right under the eyelids of the watching people, the small iron ball smashed a group of small foxes, and there were more than a hundred small foxes around, and twenty-one small iron **** smashed half of them.

   At this time, the six spoons directly crushed the little fox beast.

  The other five spoons couldn't fit in their hands, and Robbie asked the children of the Warlord family to withdraw the spoons.

   In less than an hour, more than a hundred little foxes were almost useless.

  Luo Bi finally relieved her anger. She said that if this group is eliminated, this group will be eliminated.

  He Yun's eyes flickered, and he was very excited to see it.