Chapter 889： , Dancing in the foul smell

Killing the gods space.

Countless sword qi slashed towards Lin Que, killing intent rushing towards his face, Lin Que didn't have the slightest fear in his eyes, there was only endless madness!

The killing intent of the madness filled the whole body, without flinching, the blood blade of the killing intent of the madness was held in his hand.

Cut it down with a single knife, and the killing intent of the madness gushed out frantically, cutting the entire space apart.

The light of the knife that was cut down on the face collided with the blood blade.

The blood is broken every inch!

"Suffer!"

Ionia's golden scorpion stabbed Lin Que's chest!

The killing intent of countless crazy demons gathered, and fiercely resisted the golden scorpion tail that was stabbed.

"clang!"

With a loud noise resounding, Lin Que fell crazily to the ground.

Lin Que turned around abruptly, turned the direction of the fall, covered the red leaves, and faced the ground.

It fell to the ground with a bang, and a deep pit was smashed!

Smoke and dust everywhere!

When Lin Que stood up from the ground, scarlet blood ran down his cheeks on his head.

Before Lin Que could get over his breath, a fist mark came crashing down.

Lin Que reacted swiftly, and the madman's killing intent condensed the bleeding blade and cut it down with a single knife.

"boom!"

Under the powerful force, Lin Que retreated violently, and cracks appeared on his right arm!

The power of the two great venerable realms, even his diamond-level madness body, can't hold it!

Ding!

System: ▄▀● Kneeling.

"Big brother, don't kill yourself. If this goes on, we both have to finish playing!"

"We can't fight for the bright ones, you can play the yin ones!"

"Hurry up and get the props!"

When Lin Que listened, his mind regained a sense of clarity.

Check out the new props quickly.

Ding!

"New props, introduction to the functions of 300 Tang poems!"

"The user can touch the opponent's 300 Tang poems, and the opponent will stop on the spot!"

"In addition to the penalty station, I will recite 300 Tang poems in situ for half an hour!"

"Warm reminder, if the soul power of the person being stared at is higher than that of the user, the effect will be shortened according to the situation!"

"This item is really a must-have for the home. With him, my mother no longer has to worry about my studies!"

Lin Que's eyes lit up.

Good stuff!

Looking at Kusanaru, Kotaro, and Ionia in front of him, he grinned.

When the two saw Lin Que's smile, they were slightly taken aback: "This guy, shouldn't he be beaten stupid?"

Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of the two men's stunned eyes, Lin Que took out two copies of three hundred Tang poems.

Void snapped his fingers.

Three hundred Tang poems were swallowed by the void, and in the next second, they appeared on top of the two people's heads.

"Be careful, there is a sneak attack!"

Kusanaru, Kotaro violently drew a Shinobi sword and chopped the three hundred Tang poems that had fallen into pieces.

"Huh, I can't even dare to make an axe?"

Looking back, Lin Que's figure had long since disappeared.

"No, this guy has escaped into the void."

"Beware of sneak attacks!"

As soon as the words fell, in the void in front of Ionia, a book of three hundred Tang poems was thrown out.

Ionia looked at the 300 Tang poems thrown out, and subconsciously caught it, the next second.

He was dumbfounded!

He couldn't help but opened the three hundred Tang poems, and then began to recite them.

"Don't Da Dong!"

"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are white, and the north wind is blowing wild geese and snow."

"Mo Chou has no confidant in the way ahead. Who in the world doesn't know the king?"

Kusanaru, Kotaro:? ? ?

Meow meow?

What a fight, are you reading poetry?

It's also trapped in a single loop!

At this time, Ionia, who was holding the three hundred Tang poems, was almost crying!

Nima!

I don't want to!

But I can't help but miss it!

One minute later.

He was relieved, and quickly threw away the 300 Tang poems in his hand, staring at Lin Que with anger.

"You are the one who's making the ghost!"

The corners of Lin Que's mouth curled slightly, and he pointed his **** towards the two of them.

Convex (｀0´) convex.

Is it a ghost made by Lao Tzu, not angry?

Hey, just play!

"you wanna die!"

Lin Que's behavior completely angered the two of them. When they first wanted to kill them, they did not know when they had hundreds of grenade and jackfruit at their feet!

Dancing grenade!

Vigorously jackfruit!

Lin Que gave a bloodthirsty smile: "Dance in the foul smell!"

With that, I pressed the button.

"boom!"