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Chapter 180: Those seven brothers

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    The thick smoke gradually dissipated, and a gray figure stood on the ground.  Zhang Wei waved his defensive utensil, patted the smoke on his body, and looked at Zheng Yi in the distance with some dissatisfaction.  There is usually a curse: "Your mother, why are you playing like this! Make me gray!"

    In the distance, Zheng Yi looked at the monster in front of him, took a sip of water, and said, "This is a defensive tool!"

    Zhang Wei didn¡¯t notice him, and there was still dust on his body.  After a while, his right hand turned over and found a white paper fan.

    "Your mother, you have enough to play! It's my time now, I don't know how to cherish this face!" Zhang Wei said very clearly, turning over the fingerprints on his hands, and as the fingerprints turned, the paper fan gradually  Remove from palm.  The paper fan emits a strong volley.

    ¡°Cultivation of gods!¡± There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.  At this time, Fang Lang knew that Zhang Wei was on the catwalk.

    In this vast eastern continent, gods are not a minority, but since the rules and regulations of gods are rarely seen in the world, this is not Fang Lang's first contact with gods, but this is his battle again.  start.

    "Are you a cultivator?" Zheng Yi asked geology.

    "What do you think of me? What is the wave of third-level practitioners in this area? Compared with your sixth-level martial arts strongman, I am a bit humble!" Zhang Yi laughed at himself, but the fingerprints in his hands never stopped.  Flip.

    "You can't bear the yellow intermediate combat skills in my eyes, it's like a waste. Look at my fairy method!" Zhang Hao's fingerprints flipped in the air again, and the curved paper fan moved slowly in mid-air.  The ground turned to Zheng Yi.

    At this time, Fang Lang knew that the paper fan related to him was actually an attack weapon used by the Immortal Hand.  The difference between immortals and martial artists is that they don't use fighting techniques.  Every practitioner has his or her own.  Instruments, they control them through divine magic to achieve the same effect as combat techniques.

    Zheng Yi did not take care of the gray broad sword stretched out in his right hand and far away, and returned to his hand.  A broad swing of the sword shattered the paper fan.

    The paper fan is still spinning slowly.  When the paper fan hit the broad sword, the sound of metal collision was heard.  Then everyone was surprised to find that at the moment of contact with the paper fan, the broad sword turned into countless metal fragments.  .

    The paper fan continues to rotate forward.  The seemingly plain paper fan releases powerful energy the moment it comes into contact with Zheng Yi.  The unprotected Zheng Yi's body was shot a few feet away, and he stood up and wiped the corners of his mouth.  A few drops of blood, looking into Zhang Yan's eyes, the killing became more intense.  There is still a slight smile on Zhang Yan's mouth, and the fingerprints in her hands are waving a powerful spirit to control the paper fan in the air.  The paper fan let out a dazzling scream, and the fan god turned to Zheng Yi again.

    "Those seven brothers!" A man wearing a gray sword was thrown as a man cleared off the stage and fell.

    Zheng Yi looked at the paper fan looking for him.  A gray energy was injected into the sword, and the long sword exuded a faint gray color.  The sword fell onto the paper fan, this time without a long sword.  The two weapons compete in mid-air.  Zheng Yi is mobilizing his body's energy to resist the paper fan.  The small paper fan gradually turned "Dare to hurt my seven brothers, use your life to pay for it!" Several people were very angry, and the breath of the sixth-level powerhouse completely exploded, locking Zhang Hao tightly with his breath.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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