Chapter: 832
As long as you can get the breastplate, this minor injury is nothing.
Ding! Ding!
With two sharp bangs, accompanied by dazzling sparks, the floating breastplate was sent flying by the bullets.
Zhang Yuanqing's goal is not the opponent, but this prop.
After knocking off the armor, he immediately entered the night tour, rushing towards the props, and at the same time gave the Infernal Corpse an attack command.
"Ho Ho~"
Dead Man No. 1 let out a beast-like growl from the damaged vocal cords. It bent its back, and after a short sprint, it leaped three feet high and threw itself into the sky.
Shadows enveloped him, his muscles swelled suddenly, and his body exploded into flames. He lowered his upper body, put his right hand on the ground, and kicked his right leg fiercely towards the sky.
Dead No. 1 was kicked hard, not defending, not knowing the pain, he locked the kicked foot with both hands, and smashed his fist to his knee.
During the close hand-to-hand combat between the two, Zhang Yuanqing had already come to the breastplate. It fell among the rocks and was about to bend down to pick it up. Suddenly, a melodious voice came:
"Look at the handsome guy on the other side, look here, look here~ The performance here is wonderful~"
By coincidence, Zhang Yuanqing developed a strong interest in singing women, and the breastplates under his feet were no longer fragrant.
Following his physical instinct, he turned his head and looked over.
A dozen meters away, a hazy figure with a graceful figure was wriggling a hot dance and singing a melodious song.
This is a female spiritual body, but it confuses the aura of other professions and is not pure enough.
On the other side, the world returned to fire also failed to resist the temptation, turned his head to look over, and was severely beaten by the dead one.
Le Nu? Props for audiophiles? Zhang Yuanqing bit the tip of his tongue lightly, let the pain stimulate his spirit, and forcibly got rid of the musician's control.
When he looked down, he found that the breastplate had disappeared.
A hazy figure, holding the breastplate aloft, quickly floated towards the half of the city wall in the distance.
A soft-looking young man came out from behind the wall, holding a pitch-black bamboo flute in his left hand wearing various bracelets.
He took the breastplate offered by Le Nu with his other hand, and shouted to the world:
"It's here!"
Tianxia Guihuo said "Hey": "Very well, follow the plan and stop Yuanshi Tianzun."
After finishing speaking, he backed away to avoid the attack of the dead one, lowered his dantian, and roared:
"Yuanshi Tianzun is here!"
The sound echoed in the ruins.
"grass!"
Zhang Yuanqing couldn't hold back, and burst into foul language.
At this moment, the other players must be attracted by Baoguang, and they must be nearby. They will rush at full speed for the purpose of snatching the breastplate.
In this way, he is likely to be ambushed on the way to retreat. JrNovels.com
Ding! Ding!
With two sharp bangs, accompanied by dazzling sparks, the floating breastplate was sent flying by the bullets.
Zhang Yuanqing's goal is not the opponent, but this prop.
After knocking off the armor, he immediately entered the night tour, rushing towards the props, and at the same time gave the Infernal Corpse an attack command.
"Ho Ho~"
Dead Man No. 1 let out a beast-like growl from the damaged vocal cords. It bent its back, and after a short sprint, it leaped three feet high and threw itself into the sky.
Shadows enveloped him, his muscles swelled suddenly, and his body exploded into flames. He lowered his upper body, put his right hand on the ground, and kicked his right leg fiercely towards the sky.
Dead No. 1 was kicked hard, not defending, not knowing the pain, he locked the kicked foot with both hands, and smashed his fist to his knee.
During the close hand-to-hand combat between the two, Zhang Yuanqing had already come to the breastplate. It fell among the rocks and was about to bend down to pick it up. Suddenly, a melodious voice came:
"Look at the handsome guy on the other side, look here, look here~ The performance here is wonderful~"
By coincidence, Zhang Yuanqing developed a strong interest in singing women, and the breastplates under his feet were no longer fragrant.
Following his physical instinct, he turned his head and looked over.
A dozen meters away, a hazy figure with a graceful figure was wriggling a hot dance and singing a melodious song.
This is a female spiritual body, but it confuses the aura of other professions and is not pure enough.
On the other side, the world returned to fire also failed to resist the temptation, turned his head to look over, and was severely beaten by the dead one.
Le Nu? Props for audiophiles? Zhang Yuanqing bit the tip of his tongue lightly, let the pain stimulate his spirit, and forcibly got rid of the musician's control.
When he looked down, he found that the breastplate had disappeared.
A hazy figure, holding the breastplate aloft, quickly floated towards the half of the city wall in the distance.
A soft-looking young man came out from behind the wall, holding a pitch-black bamboo flute in his left hand wearing various bracelets.
He took the breastplate offered by Le Nu with his other hand, and shouted to the world:
"It's here!"
Tianxia Guihuo said "Hey": "Very well, follow the plan and stop Yuanshi Tianzun."
After finishing speaking, he backed away to avoid the attack of the dead one, lowered his dantian, and roared:
"Yuanshi Tianzun is here!"
The sound echoed in the ruins.
"grass!"
Zhang Yuanqing couldn't hold back, and burst into foul language.
At this moment, the other players must be attracted by Baoguang, and they must be nearby. They will rush at full speed for the purpose of snatching the breastplate.
In this way, he is likely to be ambushed on the way to retreat. JrNovels.com
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