He swung the long sword, and the original silver was replaced with orange, which was the symbol of the shield!
Thousands of killings and abuses came, but at this moment they all softened into moonlight on a rainy night.
Rao Rong's call disappeared.
The protective cover was smashed into pieces one after another, scattered around with a silver glow.
The more turbulent black water rolled in with blood, and each of those ghosts with heads opened their mouths wide, as if they could swallow Mo Bei's entire body.
However, in the next instant, all of these were blocked from the closed door by a huge air current!
The light drawn by the silver machete seemed to re-cut a world!
"That is!?!"
"Left field!"
"No! No! Bey is not left-handed!"
"Is it for protection? The knife is...in..."
"Flushing?!! What kind of skill is this!"
"Overlay effect."
Jia Guang's barrage flashed across, with his exclusive gold.
"Overlay effect? Yes?"
"The skills of the two characters are superimposed, and the characters have hidden attributes. No one has tried this before, so I don't know."
Indeed, no assassin would change into defensive equipment for another person.
But at this time, Feng Nai's equipment did not match the equipment that a hero like him should usually produce.
All the offensive equipment has been replaced with auxiliary equipment!
This not only gave Mo Bei a shield, but also an attack bonus!
People watched helplessly, and the silvery white back glowed.
"Aren't they leaving?"
"It seems that there is no intention of leaving."
"God bey wants to continue fighting? Don't you have no life-saving equipment?"
"I won't even go in with the king god. If I continue to fight, I will be too impulsive."
"Anyway, she always doesn't care."
"Aren't her fans just as virtuous as her, and don't care."
"That can't be done with King, God K shouldn't have saved her."
"Quick retreat!"
When these barrages are sent out, I feel upset.
Before Didier moved, he heard a voice next to his ear.
It's Feng Nai, everyone can hear it.
"Keep killing, don't look back, I am your famous knife."
He said, I am your famous sword.
He said don't look back.
When Rao Rong heard this sentence, he let go of the mouse with his right hand and looked back at the other two people.
Yin Wuyao's eyes deepened, and no emotion could be heard in his voice: "The little one has teammates, besides us, there are also teammates who can hand over their backs."
As the words fell, Mo Bei turned his wrist, the light on the knife seemed to be able to cut through even the wind, and the silvery white dragon roared past.
Swish!
Mo Bei's whole body swept towards the deeper part.
Like lightning and thunder, in the clouds. Shuttle until she settles.
The blackness on the screen seemed to burn out in the blink of a finger, thousands of silver lights fell, and hell was empty!
All the human-headed ghosts were shrinking back, hoping to avoid those silver lights, but in the end they turned into a pool of black water.
The moonlight is changing, and when it blows into the castle with a gentle wind, it brings bursts of rose fragrance.
Black and white, light and dark are indistinguishable.
The figure holding the scimitar came slowly, the soles of her feet were black, her face was full of axe, but it was as clear as the bright moon. This time, she was no longer alone, and the eyes she turned sideways were full of faint light.
The other figure sneered: "I said, young lady, you danced so fast by yourself that you didn't even look at it. Have you forgotten that there is a boyfriend behind you?"
(end of this chapter)