BOSS bomber

Chapter 220 Saint Wushuang

Arhat Nanshan is worthy of being a famous master, and he reacted illegally and quickly. As soon as his avatar appeared, his real body escaped from Lin Ziruo's attack range, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

As soon as an expert makes a move, he will know whether there is one. Through this move, the Arhat of Nanshan has a new understanding of Lin Ziruo's strength, and understands the gap between the two. On his own, if he is not killed by the blood moon, he will be the Amitabha Sanqing Daozu.

"Old three, old eight, come and help me." Nanshan Arhat asked for help.

"yes, Sir."

Nanshan Three Arhats and Eight Arhats, who are both in the fourth turn realm, abandoned Sweetheart and the others, retreated to kill Lin Ziruo, and formed a three-point siege with Nanshan Great Arhat.

The three Arhats of Nanshan are elves, mainly spiritual arts, good at long-distance attacks, and their equipment is comparable to that of the Great Arhat of Nanshan.

Nanshan Balofa is a ranger, famous for his speed, level 430, wearing two pieces of god-level equipment, six pieces of 430-level amethyst equipment, all of which are studded with attack gems, and his equipment is listed in the top ranks.

Feixian hit!
Extraterrestrial meteorite!

Three poles in the sun!

Arhat, who was in the third rank and fourth rank realm, was a killer move as soon as he came up. The three of them were out of control. They used magical skills and forbidden skills without capital, completely blocked Lin Ziruo, blocked all escape routes, and did not give him a chance to escape.

The three cooperated tacitly, the big arhat went straight to the middle, the three arhats were in charge of long-range attacks to prevent Lin Ziruo from escaping, and the eight arhats were entangled in the fight, giving Lin Ziruo a fatal knife at a critical moment.

Each of the three major arhats has the ability to leapfrog the level to kill the enemy, and they have the ability to fight against the fifth-rank players in the fourth-rank realm. The average player is entangled by the three major arhats, and they will be separated even if they are not dead.

However, if Lin Zi is someone, he has an evil heart, and he is also a hidden professional evil king. He has an awe-inspiring evil spirit in his every move, and he is invincible. He can come and go with ease against those of the sixth level, let alone the three great arhats of the fourth level.

"Three cats and dogs dare to collapse in front of me, it's ridiculous."

Lin Ziruo sneered, turned on the defensive aura of the shield giant monster, increased its own defense power by six times, and resisted the attacks of the three big arhats. The shadow man's agile body technique appeared in front of him like a ghost, with his face pushed towards his pants, the speed was so fast that people couldn't react in time.

Before the Great Arhat of Nanshan saw the figure clearly, he felt a fatal crisis, his back felt cold, and he shivered involuntarily.

"Not good!" He yelled inwardly, and rolled backward at the first time, but unfortunately he was still a step too late, with a bang, his vitals ruptured, blood spattered everywhere, staining the crotch of his trousers red.

"Ah!" The Great Arhat of Nanshan howled like a pig, rolling over and over on the ground in pain, lines of bright red characters appeared.

A critical blow, irreparable, permanent damage, and the value of life crashing down.What made Nanshan Arhat even more terrified was that a sense of despair blasted into his soul, and he had the idea of ​​dying in order to get rid of it, and fell into endless despair.

—660000, —660000…

66 bright red injuries rose from the Nanshan Arhat, and within five breaths, the Nanshan Arhat went home to see his mother.

"Big brother!"

"Blood Moon is coming!"

"Get rid of them and avenge Big Brother!"

All the arhats cried out in pain, and they were so angry that they attacked frantically.

Especially the Nanshan Nine Arhats of the fourth turn, walking between Sweetheart and the others like ghosts, waving two swords and hitting fatal blows, making people hard to guard against.

Ah!
With a scream, Gudu couldn't dodge in time, and was pierced through the heart by the two swords of Nanshan Nine Arhats, and his life value bottomed out.

"Boss Blood Moon, I can't accompany you any longer." Gudu left his last words and fell down. Because he was a big red name, all his equipment was blown away and his level dropped by thirty levels.

"Nanshan Luohan, you are all going to die!"

Lin Ziruo let out an angry roar, with murderous aura soaring to the sky, evil spirit billowing, the sword and sword moving together, knocking back the Nanshan Three Arhats and Nanshan Eight Arhats, moving his footsteps, and instantly arrived behind the Nanshan Nine Arhats. A kick hit his vest.

Before he even reached his feet, there was a terrifying thought of despair, which broke through the protective mask of the Nanshan Nine Arhats and invaded his soul.

"Grass, the blood moon of the evil king is indeed amazing. He is indeed the number one expert in the Holy Land. Wind Shadow Step!"

The Nine Arhats of Nanshan turned pale with fright, held on to their primordial spirit, and resisted desperate ideas.At the same time, cast a fifth-level wind and shadow step, turning into a ghost, leaving a row of afterimages.

The Nine Arhats of Nanshan were frightened. No matter how they dodged, they couldn't get rid of their desperate thoughts and couldn't escape the pursuit. That kick seemed to have eyes, and they followed him closely, and they wouldn't stop until they hit him.

What was even more frightening was that the power of that kick was getting stronger and stronger, and the thoughts of despair were getting stronger and stronger, which seriously troubled the soul of Nanshan Nine Arhats, causing his strength to drop drastically, including in terms of speed, and he could not escape bad luck in the end.

boom!
Lin Ziruo put his foot in the vest of Nanshan Nine Arhats, so that his back was sunken, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

"Ah!" The Nine Arhats of Nanshan flew ten feet away like a kite with a broken string, blood spurted wildly, and they died, leaving behind a piece of stuff.

"My God, the ninth brother died too!"

"No, Brother Nine is dead!"

All the arhats turned pale with fright, and when they met each other, the evil king Xueyue killed the most powerful eldest brother and ninth brother. His strength was too terrifying. What would the remaining 16 of us do to fight him?

"You all die to me!" Lin Ziruo's roar interrupted the thoughts of all the arhats. He shot out with anger and used a powerful skill to harvest the lives of Nanshan arhats one after another. .

"Brothers, the evil king Xueyue is too powerful, you retreat quickly, my eighth brother and I are separated." Nanshan Sanluohan issued an order, rushed to Lin Ziruo together with Nanshan Eight Arhats, and prevented him from killing the arhats.

"The mantis arm is a car, and it is beyond its own power."

Lin Ziruo's anger still persisted, and he became more and more courageous as he fought. He defeated the Seventeen Arhats of Nanshan in seconds with one blow of his sword, and with one move, the sword in his hand turned into a huge axe.

Lin Ziruo leaped into the air, and slashed at Sanluohan with his man and axe, setting off a dazzling golden ax light, filled with the vast imperial power, and with the great power of breaking mountains and breaking rivers, he broke through the shield of Nanshan Sanluoliu with one axe. He was split in half, left and right, and fell down with a bang, blood flowed all over the ground, and his internal organs were scattered, which was horrible.

The evil king is a good thief, he can switch to any evil camp occupation, has the powerful attack power of the ghost swordsman, the elusive movement of the ghost, the perverted defense of the giant shield monster, the fierce archery of the king of bow monsters, the saint The terrible magic of sorcerers and magisters makes up for the shortcomings of a single profession. They are surprisingly successful, hard to guard against, and kill people in the blink of an eye.

After killing the Three Arhats of Nanshan, Lin Ziruo activated the ghoster's elusiveness and silently came to the left of the Eight Arhats of Nanshan and slashed his neck with an ax so fast that no one could react in time.

Seeing that the Eight Arhats of Nanshan were about to die in the hands of Lin Ziruo, a sudden change occurred. A mighty ball of light the size of a melon seed flew from the sky, pierced the void, and let down thousands of thunders. Mi, with incomparable strength, smashed towards Lin Ziruo.

"Not good, forbidden lightning bomb! Jedi concealment!"

Lin Ziruo yelled inwardly, ignoring the killing of the Nanshan Eight Arhats, and cast the magister's forbidden magic Jedi Escape Technique, wrapping up 14 people including Sweetheart, Zhushen, and Prodigal Son, and fled away, avoiding a fatal blow hit.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, earth and rocks splashed in all directions, and Fengxue Ridge was shaken. With the explosion point as the center, a [-]-meter-deep pit appeared, with a depth of three meters. One can imagine the power of the forbidden lightning bomb.

As for the arhats of Nanshan, they are in vain, except for the eight arhats of Nanshan who are still alive, and the rest of the arhats of Nanshan died in Huangquan and went back to their mother's arms to drink milk.

"Damn it, who threw the thunderbolt, the Eighteen Arhats of Nanshan remember you." The eight Arhats of Nanshan were furious, their eyes were bloodshot and murderous.

I thought that our Nanshan Eighteen Arhats would succeed in killing the evil king Blood Moon, get a huge reward, and become the number one player in the Holy Continent, but we never expected such a miserable result. I am the only one left among the eighteen brothers. Hate!
"Eighteen Arhats in Nanshan, remember me, sister, I am an unparalleled saint."

(End of this chapter)