The Highest Bounty

Fatt is above the battlefield, this time it can be said that it is really supernatural. ◆

He had a stick in his hand, and every time he slammed, he shook the void. A group of subordinate gods are invincible, they can only dodge and flee desperately, and have no chance to fight back.

In less than a minute, there were only eleven people left under the 97 siege gods. Everyone else has completely lost their fighting power, paralyzed, and has no strength to stand up.

"Escape ?! Do you think you can escape?"

Fatt rammed it out again, and the ninety patterns on the long stick couldn't keep flowing, and he kept getting thicker and longer, hammering towards one of them.

The next main **** fled desperately, but still not as fast as Fatt. The end of the stick sticked hard against his back like a giant hammer, knocking him directly out of the air, completely losing his fighting power.

Fatt has more than one natural target in this blow, otherwise the efficiency is too low. He slammed his arm hard, swept the giant stick out, and swept through the void.

Under the slamming of the great rod, the entire void trembles.

But in this circle, five people were directly blasted away.

"There are the last five!"

Fatt succeeded in striking and looked towards the distance. He quickly showed his goal again, and slammed his palm against the end of the stick. The stick was thrown out like a spear.

"boom!"

A moment later, the stick hit the back of a strong man, and the strong man passed out on the spot.

But at this time, Fatt didn't know when to arrive, just grasped the end of the stick, and then seemed to swipe out with a single blow.

The stick was like a long whip with no end, and slammed towards the distance. ◆◆

The entire void was ripped by this blow.

The stick of Fatt has drawn three people in succession, and the sound of broken bones has been heard from all three.

Fatt didn't look at it, and appeared directly in front of the last one.

"Hey, don't run away. Ninety-seven people, you are the last one."

The next main **** is thin and thin. Seeing that he was blocked by Fatt, he completely lost the idea of ​​resistance.

It took less than a minute and a half before the battle started. It was supposed that 97 people besieged one person. As a result, one person chased and killed 97 people. Ninety-six of them were directly beaten to life and could not take care of themselves. This gave the little subordinate **** a shadow in his heart.

He raised his hands helplessly, "I surrender, don't hit your face ..."

Fatt raised the long stick in his hand and pulled a stick towards his face. Then he followed the second stick. ▼ ◆◆ The third stick, one stick after another stick, “Originally, the first dial locked you, and even shrank his neck to hide directly. The second dial attack locked you again, and shrank his neck again to hide. I let you shrink your neck, let you shrink your neck ... "

Seeing Fatt beaten the skinny man into a pig's head with resentment, Guding was a little speechless.

On the other side, the battle between Docott and Brin still continues.

Brin trapped in [Absolute Realm] can't break away completely.

Because the "Absolute Domain" used by Dorcot this time is a type of trapped enemy, no matter how Brin moves. These flying knives will move with him. And in accordance with the rules of the Heavenly Mystery, he began to attack Brin constantly.

Hundreds of attacks of moral character soldiers cannot be ignored by Brin. In particular, he has now lost the protection of moral character soldiers, and any one stroke will bring danger to his life. ● .ww. ●

Brin not only moved in the "absolute field" with his body, he also took the initiative to attack the dodge attack, bombarded the sides of the spaceship, and maximized the flight path of the flying knife. change. It's not overwhelming.

But it turns out that no matter how hard he tried, hundreds of flying knives were not reduced. Even if it is blown out, it will be automatically corrected by the mysterious lines of the Heavenly Path. Re-attack.

"I have solved it, and you seem to have the upper hand ..." After Fatt solved all the enemies, a flash appeared beside Docot, and he smiled and looked at the flying knife madness. Flurry area.

"The central lord is really not so easy to deal with." Dorcot shook his head helplessly. "I can only try my best to grind away the remaining power of the law in his body. But it seems that it takes a lot of time to do it. "

"Will you add more flying knives to get in, won't it make him wear out faster?" Fatt suggested. "I remember you have 3,600 handles for this set of flying knives?"

"Forget it, just keep it as an unneeded need." Docote shook his head. "If I had all the cards now, in case he still had the cards, wouldn't he be turned over by then?"

After all, Docote is an old fritter that is good at actual combat. He naturally knows that he must leave his cards at any time. Otherwise, in case the opponent turns over, he really has no idea.

"The median main **** hasn't opened the big world game yet, and hasn't shown any other cards. The more you are, the more careful you should be."

In the Dream, the Emperor also agreed with Docot's caution.

"I also have a feeling of uneasiness, that the central master **** can win the respect of this group of lower master gods, it should not only be the result of the suppression of cultivation." Guding also nodded. As a captain of a pirate group It is clear that being the leader of a team, there must be something that will please people. Moreover, from the video projection, it seems that the next main gods respect him very much, and can even be said to have a feeling of worship.

Just as Guding and his colleagues were discussing, in the sphere made of flying knives, a golden bling did not seem to panic ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he was evading calmly while blocking the flying knives. Invasion.

"It's almost endless like this, this tutor is really difficult ..." Brin frowned slightly, "I don't know what's going on outside now. Has anyone else won the other kid ... However, time really can't If you drag it again, the longer you drag it, the more people will come over. Even if you win, I'm afraid I won't have the extra strength to face other pursuers. "

Thinking of this, Brin looked down at the storage watch on his arm. After hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to dive into the spirit.

After a while, he had a pair of gloves in his hand.

It was a pair of silver gloves, which looked a bit like metal, but it seemed soft when held in his hand.

Brin, after sighing, finally chose to put on these gloves ... (to be continued.)

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