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Chapter 1617 1617(2/2)

"It should be. This is also a blessing for disaster." Yu Hui nodded.

As soon as the appearance of the speaker comes out, it is obviously not a general role.

At this time, the man in the white man had also suppressed the opposite mask and grabbed it in his hand.

"Nice! So next. How can you solve this trick!"

Yuan Huadao people were angry, and when they pressed a black gold pendant in their chests.

Oh!

At the moment he held the pendant, a circle of invisible spirit fluctuated, and he suddenly spread to the entire hall with him.

This time, everyone noticed that it was different.

A hint of depressed atmosphere slowly emerged.

"It is a Taoist! Inheritance of the way!" Yu Mo leaned forward again, "Zhengrou got the Taoist, I don’t know if I can cope!"

"Look at it first, it really doesn't work, he will admit defeat." Yu Hui shook his head.

Not far away, the four people in Zhengming also showed their worries.

"The inheritance is used, it is really desperate." Zhengming frowned, "The use of the Taoist is not so skilled, and the Zhengrou is very disadvantaged."

"I think Zhengrou still has some confidence." Zhengxia has been following Yu Hong these days and has vaguely observed his temper.

Seeing his unmoving expression on the field, he knew that things were not beyond his control.

On the other hand, the local representatives on the side applauded and applauded when they saw such a miraculous battle. It was a strange and lively scene.

I didn't notice the solemn atmosphere inside at all.

At this time in the field.

Taoist Yuanhua held the pendant, and resentful sand suddenly gathered behind him, forming a three-meter-high silver bull-head mask human figure.

The tauren-faced man held a silver axe, raised his feet and rushed towards Yu Hong's direction.

Puff puff puff!!

Every time it takes a step, translucent gel is dripping from its body.

That was Yu Ren silently exerting his ability, causing him to receive a steady stream of continuous damage.

But this kind of damage is of no use, it has no effect on the man in the bull-headed mask.

In an instant, it ran to the speaker and waved its axe.

Whoosh!

The ax fell on the speaker's head in an instant, and at this moment, the speaker's scream instantly erupted.

ah!!!

There was a loud bang, and the whole person was like jelly, completely exploded, splashed around, and disappeared completely.

A small portion of the Minotaur's frontal body was completely gelatinized, dripping to the ground like wax.

There was an uproar all around.

Taoist Yuanhua used his inherited Taoist weapon, but he was actually injured by Yuren's counterattack.

You must know that once the inherited Taoist weapon is used, it can instantly increase the user's strength by a large amount, but the price is the rapid consumption of mental power. This is basically the same trick as the trump card, but at this time, it actually...

"Yellow-level Taoist weapon, fortunately, Zhengrou is Xuan-level. Even if he is not skilled, he should be able to have a slight advantage. The next step is the real key to victory or defeat." Zhengming said solemnly, watching Yu closely.

Macro.

The last time he had a discussion, he wanted to know what kind of inherited Taoist weapon Yu Hong had obtained, and what the function of that Taoist tool was.

There was no chance last time, so this time Taoist Yuanhua takes his place, and he may be able to force Chu Hong's trump card.

Not only him, but Old Taoist Yu Mo also looked at Yu Hong with expectation.

Temple Master Yuhen held the tea, put it to his mouth and never put it back, his movements seemed to be frozen.
Chapter completed!
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