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"Sure enough, they all keep back hands!"

Hearing Luo Yun's introduction, Fang Qiu's expression immediately became serious.

"Originally, the scepter in this ruin can also be regarded as an ancient weapon, but unfortunately it was broken by you."

Luo Yun lightly sighed.

"That scepter is far behind."

Fang Qiu shook his head.

He can clearly see that there are no similar jade mines in the ancient weapons in the hands of the three masters of the United States, Britain, and France. Except for the gloves of the British masters, which are increased by gems, whether it is a lance or a dagger, All of them have powerful power in their own right.

Fang Qiu could even feel that the energy in that bone dagger was shaking!

"Although it was anticipated in advance, it was unexpected that the three of them would come in at the same time."

Talking.

Luo Yun frowned, and Fang Qiu said, "You go first, and I will break it for you!"

Yep?

Fang Qiu was taken aback.

Turning his head and looking at Luoyun, he found that the other party didn't seem to be joking at all.

"No need to."

Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "It's not always the one who will kill you!"

The words came out.

Immediately attracted Luo Yun's surprised eyes.

You know, Luo Yun is the master of the sword pavilion, although at most a middle level, as a member of the sword pavilion, the strength of Luo Yun is not comparable to that of an ordinary master.

Just as in the ruins, Luo Yun dared to stand on the opposite side of other masters with his own power.

As a Chinese.

He has the arrogance that belongs to China, and his own strength is indeed better than the masters of other countries, but he also knows the strength of these people, and he knows the power of the ancient weapons in these people's hands!

Luo Yun admitted that Wuming is very strong.

but.

In his cognition, the three masters holding three ancient weapons are almost invincible.

As Wuming said, the Pharaoh's scepter is not up to the level of ancient weapons, but only one Pharaoh's scepter can make the Egyptian Grand Master Rahman one enemy five, let alone a real ancient weapon?

And still three?

What he can do is to delay as much as possible and let Wuming leave.

Unexpectedly.

Wuming didn't leave?

Although he looks solemn, he looks confident!

"you?"

Luoyun hesitated.

"Running is no way."

Fang Qiu squinted his eyes, shook his head and said, "You are not the opponent of the three of them, and you don't have much time for me. Running away will only give them a chance to break us apart, since they all come to the door. coming."

"If you want to fight, fight!"

Luo Yun smiled and said, "I can hold you two in a short time."

"Do not."

Fang Qiu shook his head and said, "Just help me hold one!"

"no problem."

Luo Yun nodded.

there.

The three parties of the United States, Britain, and France have surrounded the front.

The reason why they didn't do it directly was because in addition to having the same goal, there was also a competitive and hostile relationship between the three parties, so no one wanted to do it first.

Surrounded to the front.

"nameless."

The American Grand Master came forward, staring at Fang Qiu with a sneer, and said, "Leave all the things you brought out of the ruins. We can save your life in self-defeating cultivation base!"

"Then you say, who should I give these things to?"

Fang Qiu pointed to the coat wrapped around various treasures and tied up on his back, and asked with a smile.

The words came out.

"Humph."

British and French masters hummed coldly at the same time.

"Haha..."

The American Grand Master ran haha ​​and said, "Do you think we will be fooled by you?"

Fang Qiu was startled.

It seems that the three parties have agreed to get together.

"We give you one last chance. If you want to survive, just do what I say, otherwise..."

Talking.

The American master raised the dagger he was holding tightly in his right hand, and the energy in that dagger became more restless, and it could even be seen with the naked eye. A scarlet color had appeared on the blade of the dagger.

A strong smell of blood permeated from the dagger.

And the other side.

The French master also pointed the lance in his hand at Fang Qiu.

"I will help you hold the witch."

Falling Cloud said.

"Just to my liking."

Fangqiu nodded.

Although the British Grand Master is a witch, her best is long-range attacks, but in Fang Qiu's view, this witch is not easy to deal with. If this witch can cooperate with another grandmaster, it will be difficult to do a close-range attack. .

and so.

Falling clouds entangled the witch is the best choice.

not to mention.

The witch is the best opponent of the three masters. With the strength of Luoyun, she can approach her. With the help of the ancient gloves, although the witch has the strength in melee combat, she will inevitably have no time to take Fangqiu's side into consideration. This can be considered to be able to completely hold back a combat power.

"war!"

After making a plan, Fang Qiu immediately rushed towards the American Grandmaster directly in front of him when he moved his figure. With a squeeze of his right hand on the way, the divine sword instantly condensed.

at the same time.

With a wave of Luoyun's long sword, he rushed towards the witch.

the other side.

The French master flicked the riding lance in his hand, and a silver nail at the tip of the gun burst out in an instant. While attacking the falling clouds, he waved his hand fiercely, raised the lance and aimed at Fang Qiu's back, and charged up. .

"Jie Jie..."

The American Grand Master gave a sullen laugh, then waved his right hand, and the whole person suddenly turned into a bloody shadow, with an extremely pungent smell of blood, and greeted Fang Qiu suddenly, forming a pincer with the French master. , Clipped it towards Fangqiu, a crazy look in his eyes.

"Look at whether your ancient weapons are powerful, or my divine sword is stronger!"

Fang Qiu snorted coldly.

"Lingzi Jue Lingfeng!"

With a wave of the long sword in his hand, Fang Qiu immediately moved his steps. As his steps changed, his body suddenly became extremely flexible.

With that dexterous figure, the United States and the French masters were always taken aback.

The two attacked before they found out.

Unable to lock the nameless figure.

Without any choice.

The two looked at each other, then raised their weapons at the same time.

"Blood storm!"

The American master slammed the dagger in his hand. Under his urging, an extremely sharp, blood-colored energy burst out from the blade of the dagger, like a sea wave, moving towards Fangqiu’s location, crashing. Rushed up.

Here.

"Holy Spear Silver Spike!"

The French master did not hesitate, and immediately urged the lance in his hand, and while aiming at Fangqiu, the silver light on the lance rose sharply, and then the mechanism at the top of the lance suddenly opened, densely packed like raindrops, surrounded by energy. The nails suddenly spewed out, like light thorns, violently attacking from all directions toward the location of Fangqiu.

Obviously.

When the nameless body cannot be captured correctly, the two of them can only use a wide range of attacks to target Fang Qiu.

"The range is quite large?"

Seeing the attack of the two men, Fang Qiu narrowed his eyes, flipped his wrist, and immediately changed his sword art.

"Yu Zi Jue Sword Lotus!"

Jian Feng turned.

Under Fangqiu's rapid dancing.

The Divine Sword suddenly turned into countless afterimages, directly around Fangqiu's body, condensed into a sword-snatching lotus, and directly wrapped Fangqiu's whole person.

next moment.

"Papa......"

The symphony of gold and iron spread.

I see.

The densely packed silver nails turned out to be quite a few, and they were all knocked out by the sword lotus in front of Fang Qiu.

That bloody craziness was the same as these silver nails.

He slammed the sword lotus fiercely, but failed to break the sword lotus. It only lasted for about half a second, and it broke directly in front of Fang Qiu.

"Zhan Zi Jue invaded like fire!"

When Fang Qiu pinched his finger, the sword art instantly changed. When the whole figure moved, the sword swung like a shooting star, with an unparalleled and powerful aura, he rushed towards him instantly. American Grand Master.

"Yep?"

The American master's expression changed, and he obviously didn't expect Wuming to suddenly turn from defense to offense. He immediately mobilized the energy of his whole body and raised his dagger to resist.

"boom."

There was a crisp sound.

Under Fang Qiu's swing, the Divine Sword fiercely slashed in front of the American Grandmaster. The incomparable sword Gang instantly cut off the American Grandmaster's long hair.

This time.

But the American master was shocked.

He could clearly feel how sharp the long sword in front of him was, and even the ancient dagger in his hand was faintly suppressed.

At this time.

"dead!"

Suddenly, a loud roar came.

The French master waved the lance in his hand and rushed behind Fang Qiu, using the extremely sharp tip of the spear to slam into Fang Qiu's head.

He wanted Fangqiu's life!

"To my life?"

Perceiving the French Grand Master attacking behind him, Fang Qiu turned his head abruptly, his expression changed, a grandmaster-level aura that belonged only to him, and was much stronger than ordinary grandmasters, exploded.

"Wow!"

As soon as his body moved, Fang Qiu immediately avoided the attack of the French master.

This blow.

Let the French masters and American masters, who are forming a pincer, gather together in an instant.

"Three points without a shadow!"

Fang Qiu didn't say a word, and at the same time he exploded with all his strength, he swung his sword fiercely.

There was a loud shout.

The three sword lights exploded, and the moment they rushed towards the two, they merged to form a huge sword energy.

"boom!"

A loud noise came.

The sword qi fiercely hit the weapons in the hands of the two, and the terrifying force directly blasted the two away fiercely.

Master of China.

It is better than these foreign masters!

not to mention.

Fangqiu was rebuilt!

One shot down.

Fangqiu's long sword swung again.

"Control Thunder!"

Excalibur second shot.

Soaring in the air, a dazzling blue light exploded on Fang Qiu’s divine sword. With Fang Qiu’s waving of his arm, the blue light instantly condensed into a lightning sword blade carrying a terrifying and devastating atmosphere, towards The two rushed up.

Upon seeing this.

The expressions of American and French masters changed drastically.

Immediately flew to dodge, fleeing each side.

But at this moment.

Fang Qiu quickly swung his long sword, exposing two sword auras, sealing the two escape routes.

As a last resort.

The American grandmaster and the French grandmaster can only explode with all their strength, trying to withstand Fangqiu's onslaught.

And the other side.

The battle between Luoyun and the English witch has also entered a fever.

Everyone from Huaxia Fang also violently collided with the Three Kingdoms envoys and others.

The originally peaceful grassland.

In a blink of an eye, it became a bloody battlefield!