Shura picked up the sickle in his hand, and the sickle fell on his shoulder with a bang. "Can anyone else do such a chic move besides Shura?"

Damn~~ Shura is so shameless. It really has the same effect as civilized people. Otherwise, how could I change my brother to this exclusive? It seems that it has been destined to be long ago.

"God-stick, die." The civilized man waved his seven-star dragon abyss sword and said coolly. The ** silk looks no less than Shura at all, just like he was picked out from a mold.

"God-stick? This title is not suitable for me, but Shura is more suitable." When he said the word Shura, his eyes suddenly turned into a blood-red color, and the sickle in his hand buzzed inexplicably.

Everyone immediately became nervous. They knew that Shura was about to start showing their power. As expected, a bloody scene was pulled away with Shura's hideous laughter. Haha, Shura's body suddenly ran, and behind him dragged his long sickle to a burst of dust.

"God, I don't pay much attention to environmental protection." The civilized man pulled his Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword and rushed up, but his brother didn't see that his sword energy had turned the two poor birds in the sky into quail eggs.

With a collision, the civilized man was shocked several steps away, while Shura was full of excitement: "Boy, you're very strong."

"Hmph, I haven't played the big one for you yet, the technique of double transformation!" Civilized people knew that this must be a life-and-death battle. Shura was not as polite as the Feather God, and he used one of his tricks as soon as he got started.

"Yoho." Shura let out an excited scream, and then rushed directly to the already bigger civilized man.

If you poke the smoke of gunpowder, "Boss, have we been ignored?"

"Of course not. I think I will call us for help soon." Jiyan said with his shoulders. The powerful language of these people just now had to be consumed by him. The most important thing is that I have no danger yet. It can be seen that Shura is in the game stage, although his eyes are already red.

A civilized man three times larger turned his Seven-Star Dragon Abyss sword into a random whip. The sword energy in the sky came towards Shura unscrupulously. Although Shura's body became smaller in the eyes of the civilized man, it was extremely flexible. He kept turning his body and screaming. The sickle in his hand was constantly colliding with the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss sword energy, but it did not retreat at all. Instead, it was getting closer and closer to the civilized man, forcing his brother to take the initiative to retreat to control his best attack distance.

Shura still attacked without hesitation, but sweat had appeared on his brother's forehead. Since the seven-star Dragon Abyss Sword and the Bi-Bicraft Art have been invincible. It can be said that he had met a god and killed the gods and Buddhas. Unfortunately, today I met Shura, this peerless madman who does not belong to the world of gods and Buddhas. "Boss, come quickly, I can't hold on anymore. How could I watch me fighting with a god-level monster alone?" The civilized man finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to call for help.

The smoke and the smoke and the smoke fuck each other, and immediately flew up and attacked with a fatal attack. Shura suddenly turned around, his lips cracked wide, and he shouted, "ho~~ I want this." The sickle in his hand waved wildly, as if it had no rules, but every time he waved it, it put a lot of pressure on the smoke and the smoke and the smoke.

"Hmph, looking at it cynical, I didn't expect it to be superficial, it's hard to deal with this girl." If I took the time to say.

"Nonsense, I don't want to call a helper." The civilized man who had changed to his original size interrupted.

So a good show of the Three Heroes vs. Lu Bu was kicked off again, but Shura was even more crazy than Lu Bu. His sickle was airtight, making the three of them unable to start their weapons. Judging from past experience, the god-level figures in the Miracle Cape seemed to have deviated from a clichéd setting, that is, their blood can be described as nine cows. Monsters of this level are no longer enough to be controlled with blood. They have their own lives and thinking, and if they want to kill them, they must find their corresponding weaknesses.

The jade butterfly began to fight her figure, invisible and flying, and countless butterflies rushed towards Shura, "ho~ the butterfly is so beautiful, but it cannot be watched." Shura danced a gorgeous whirlwind and turned towards the butterfly that was rushing. The powerful wind actually made all butterflies unable to control themselves. The jade butterfly's eyebrows tightened. This was the first time the butterfly chant failed, but this was not important. She suddenly shook her hand, and it seemed that there was a sudden ethereal sound in the air, and a white light rushed straight to Shura. Shura seemed to feel the coming of murderous aura. He swung out a few sickles and forced the smoke and others back, and then cut his sickle out a semicircle and directly facing the

The white light flew away, and only a crisp sound was heard. Shura flipped a few times in the air, and then used his hand to force it to break the handle of his sickle, and then said coldly: "The poison needle is very powerful, but this talisman is a little despicable." He waved his hand and threw a talisman with the abandoned sickle handle. A poison needle was nailed to the sickle handle. It was the Jade Butterfly's unique skill, the skill of the fifty master, the King of Ten Thousand Poisons, and the skill that Shura dared not underestimate. The sickle handle turned into a piece of white smoke and disappeared in a few words of Shura. The talisman was the life and death talisman shot out by the Jade Butterfly!

Everything was seen through Shura, and Jade Butterfly suddenly felt a little lonely. Her first skill of Fifty Master had failed and ended. Looking at Ling beside her, she saw Ling also looking at her: "Your poison is very powerful, Shura is also very scared. Leave the rest to us, the group of men." As soon as she lifted the purple seal words in her hand, she slowly walked out.

Shura Hong glanced at her eyes and said helplessly: "It's a magician. After leaving a vicious hand, another one came more troublesome. This is not the style I like." The style he likes is to wander happily among countless cold weapons, but Zero's appearance is destined not to make Shura so relaxed.

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