Chapter 833

and regardless of the promotion brought by those pills that permanently enhance the attribute.

Even those snacks and drinks, in the case of long-term consumption, can also improve the basic attributes.

At first glance, this weak advantage is insignificant.

But a large number of such weak advantages accumulate, which is a huge advantage.

What's more, Geng gold stab sword also makes up for the shortcomings of Le Zhengya, which is a sensitive attack class, with insufficient attack power and armor breaking ability.

"The roar of Warcraft before its death does not give it even a half chance to win."

"It's just a grudge against one's own destiny."

Le Zhengya once again changed a Geng gold stabbing sword, stepping on the lotus step, and attacking the black hell.

This sword is to sentence the life of Hei Ming.

"Dang --!"

A sound of gold and iron sounds.

However, Murong song made a move at this moment, and the sword in his hand resisted Le Zhengya's Gengjin stabbing sword.

Also for the black Ming retreat, to fight for a trace of time.

"Murong song, are you sure you want to stop me?"

Le Zhengya lowered her eyes and asked in a flat voice.

However, Murong song knows that the music and Zhengya in this state is the most terrible.

Anger to the depths, anger from the calm.

When angry extremely counter smile, is lets the human heart cold time.

"I'm a member of the shadow hall. To stop you is what I have to do."

Murong song has no joy and no sorrow.

At this moment, Murong song has long ignored life and death.

On the way to achieve hegemony, how can there be no blood and bone paved.

"Well, I'll do it for you."

As soon as Le Zhengya's wrist turned over, Geng Jin stab sword lifted up and left Murong song's sword. In an instant, his body was scattered.

"How fast

Seeing this scene, Murong song's pupil shrank.

That gradually scattered figure is the shadow left by Le Zhengya.

However, the real body of Le Zhengya is disappearing once again.

"There is no excuse for betraying your family."

The voice of Le Zhengya appeared behind Murong song.

This sudden sound, let Murong song heart cold half, behind is cold sweat such as washing.

He didn't even return his head, so he raised his sword to defend.

"The shadow breaks!"

But I saw a flash of sword light, as if a break empty competition, has come to the eyes.

"Hiss!"

Murong song's body instantly more than dozens of wounds, blood splashing all over the sky.

The explosion of sword Qi spread around, in an instant, it scattered the clouds in the distance, and dyed the sky blue as wash.

"Hei Ming, join hands

Murong song at the moment also did not care what morality, shouting.

Although the shadow hall itself does not speak of morality.

"Straight fist, rock break!"

Naturally, Hei Ming would not hesitate. He seized the opportunity and gathered his fighting spirit on top of his fists and directly rushed to le Zhengya.

Murong song also took advantage of Le Zhengya's attention attracted by the storm of fighting, and retreated from the range of Le Zhengya's attack.

However, the moves that have been used once will not work for music, righteousness and elegance.

The fighting storm was split by Le Zhengya again.

Heiming and Murong song also reorganized the banner and drum and attacked again.

This time, neither of them dare to be big.

In the face of Le Zhengya, only by joining hands can we have a chance to win.

However, even so, in the face of two people attack at the same time, Le Zhengya also does not fall behind.

Far more than the basic attributes of the two people, so that the gap between Le Zhengya and the two people, pulled to a terrible point.

It is also a heroic peak, and the gap is not small at all.