Ten billion wealthy daughters

you run!

run!

Small sample, carry Mount Tai on your back, let's see how you run!

In fact, it is no longer a question of whether Amuro can run or not. The pressure of the Tarzan Talisman is too great, and his bones all over his body have a strange feeling of being unable to support and creaking; but as an experienced head-down master, Amuro does not lack experience in martial arts.

He shook his body, shaking off a lot of poison, and crawled towards Qing'an one after another. Taking advantage of this time, Amuro bit his index finger and drew a strange symbol on his chest. After the symbol was successfully drawn, he sneered With a sound, the pressure in the whole body is greatly reduced.

He stared at Zhang Zhao viciously for a moment, with a flash of malice in his gloomy eyes, he quickly thought about whether he could take the opportunity to kill Zhang Zhao, but he hadn't waited for him to think about it; an extremely dangerous feeling of danger was in his heart Diffuse.

Almost without hesitation, Amuro hurriedly rolled aside.

"boom!"

The bullets fired by the sniper whizzed past where he was standing, and the head-down master broke out in a complete cold sweat!

Is it a trap?

Does this woman have helpers?

In fact, Zhang Zhao was also at a loss—however, how could she let go of such a good opportunity?

Kicking away the poison entangled around him, the purple light hidden in his hand flashed past, Zhang Zhao gave Amuro who had just recovered from the shock, the purple light flashed, and Amuro suddenly let out a slap. With an earth-shattering scream, not only was there a lot of black air coming out of his body, but his entire face was distorted, and the sound of magic weapons shattering kept coming from his body.

Seeing the black air, Zhang Zhao's face suddenly revealed a disgusted expression. She is a cultivator, so she naturally saw the resentment and unwillingness in the black air. He extracted his soul to refine his soul, and refined it into a magic weapon.

"Zixiao Thunder Talisman..." Amuro fell to the ground, his whole body trembling, his muscles were already uncontrollable by the thunder and lightning, and because his mana was gone, those little ghosts and evil things that were usually suppressed were already backlashing back He, both internally and externally, almost died of pain!

"how is this possible……"

How could there be the Purple Cloud Thunder Talisman, Amuro twitched in despair, as if his master who was killed by him appeared in his eyes.

At that time, he was still young, because of his talent, he was chosen by his master to learn the technique of lowering his head.

"The thunder talisman of Huaxia Taoism is one of the biggest nemesis of our head-down masters. You must be careful no matter what... the five-element thunder, the palm thunder... especially the Zixiao Thunder Talisman..."

The master has already been killed by him... What did he say when he died?

If you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, you will die a terrible death!

Amuro's pupils contracted slightly, and the whites of his eyes gradually increased. Zhang Zhao stood in the distance and opened his mouth slightly, but he couldn't say anything.

This is her first meaningful life-and-death battle, and it's not like she hasn't fought with others before... But this kind of carelessness is a life-and-death battle, and those are really nothing.

"Don't fight, don't fight casually, cultivate your nature and calm your heart." The elder's Chunchun teachings are still in my ears. To be honest, Zhang Zhao has never thought that fighting is a big thing before, and she competes with others a lot... But today...

She looked at Amuro, who was lying on the ground, already exhaled more air than breathed in, and looked at this dry and thin head-down master who was fierce and vicious just a moment ago, and her stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable.

She killed!

The temperature of the thunder talisman in her hand was still there, but she couldn't help but want to vomit!