Chapter 2365 Battle (3)
In the attack of Mo Yuxun, there is even the death energy of the undead. This kind of death energy is strongly corrosive. Even the rough-skinned dragon gods will suffer such a blow. Injuried.
He wanted the Dragon God to leave at this time, and he was very worried whether Bi Qian could handle it alone.
"Leave this to me!" Shen Yanxiao suddenly jumped onto the battlefield where the three legs stood on top of each other, the wind blew her long hair, she raised her chin slightly, and the corner of her mouth raised a proud smile, and at her feet, she used a silver whip The bound experimental body, when she raised one hand slightly, her neck broke, scarlet blood splashed everywhere, and a little blood-colored flower bloomed on Shen Yanxiao's white dress.
At this moment, she is like a bloodthirsty goblin, which is frightening.
"Bao, go and help Taotie, tell Nazhi to stop playing, summon Xuanwu, and end the battle quickly." Shen Yanxiao shook the long whip in his hand, the silver whip had a dazzling luster, and it did not stain a drop. bloodstains.
Biao Yu and the Dragon God looked at each other, and finally chose to trust Shen Yanxiao and left quickly.
Mo Yuxun held the long spear in his hand, looked at the seductive Shen Yanxiao in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent that permeated his body quietly faded away.
"I don't know why you don't want to kill me, but the purpose of my visit this time is very simple. I want to destroy this place. If you want to stop me, kill me." Shen Yanxiao's eyes suddenly jumped with a crazy look.
Mo Yuxun was shocked!
Shen Yanxiao's figure still turned into a ghost and disappeared in place.
Mo Yuxun clenched his spear and bit his lip, as if he was trying his best to endure something.
"Lord Ouyang's words, I can't resist." Taking a deep breath, Mo Yuxun's spear suddenly protruded into the sky.
In mid-air, Shen Yanxiao's blood-stained figure flashed slightly. At the moment when the spear head stabbed, the silver whip in her hand snaked down along the gunman's way. She raised her foot and stepped on the spear, exquisitely His body drew a perfect arc and landed firmly on the ground.
And the silver whip in her hand has completely troubled Mo Yuxun's spear!
Shen Yanxiao holds the silver whip in his hand, and pulls with strength!
Mo Yuxun holds a gun with one hand, and looks complicated.
"Shen Yanxiao, you are not Lord Ouyang's opponent, give up as soon as possible." I don't know if it was the last dissuasion, Mo Yuxun said.
"Give up? Do you want me to belong to him? Become Satan's container? Even if I die in battle, I, Shen Yanxiao, will never make wedding gowns for others!" Gorgeous mist.
The mist quickly spread from the silver whip, and through the silver whip, it spread directly to Mo Yuxun's long spear.
Mo Yuxun was stunned for a moment, his hand holding the gun stabbed like an electric shock, the pain spread from the palm of his hand to the whole body, Mo Yuxun's brows were furrowed, but he did not relax the long spear in his hand.
Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows slightly, that mist was her mixed power of fighting qi, magic power, death qi and divine power. This was the first time she tried to combine the power of a great race.
The divine power of the Protoss has a purifying effect on the death energy of the undead, but Shen Yanxiao relied on Dou Qi and magic to temporarily separate the two forces, and at the moment of contact with the opponent, Dou Qi and magic opened the two major races again. The entrance of the power, the collision of divine power and death, will burst out unimaginable power.