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Volume 3 Wanfeng Ancient Pagoda Chapter 22 Scene 4: Soldiers vs. Yuan Gong

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    There was nothing behind Yuan Zhu, and Yuan Hen's figure had long since disappeared. No one knew when he disappeared, and no one knew how he disappeared. "Okay, okay," Yuan Zhu was stunned and smiled evilly.  He said, taking a deep look at the fat man, stopped talking, turned around and walked back to where Yuan Tan and others were. He knew that Yuan Hen was dead, and it was useless to worry about these things now. Instead of breaking the rules and following  We are fighting in groups, so we might as well continue the wheel battle, at least we can see some of our trump cards. In the third game, Fatty wins. "Fortunately, this is a clone. If it is the main body, I can't absorb it 100%." ??Fatty scratched his head and said:  "The power of his clone alone is already great. If he hadn't been consumed a lot by me before, this battle wouldn't have been so easy." "That's right, the annihilation move consumed too much of his power.  Dad nodded, "Whether it's monsters, monsters, or all living things, I can absorb them, as long as the power doesn't exceed mine." The fat man grinned, and Lao Song covered his mouth and kept laughing, pointing at the fat man's.  The following said: "Well, are we watching the live broadcast?" Mrs. Huang Santai had closed her eyes and kept mumbling: "The world is deteriorating and people's hearts are not the same as before." Mr. Hu Santa and others also had the same look on their faces.  He was so angry that he wanted to come up and beat the fat man, so he didn¡¯t even pay attention to the impact. ¡°Ah haha, everyone, calm down, I¡¯ll get dressed first.¡± The fat man laughed dryly and waved at the huge bottle of Anubis.  He waved his hand, and as soon as he finished speaking, the giant bottle of Anubis, which seemed to be made of gold, suddenly scattered into yellow sand on the ground. The fat man's clothes were scattered on the ground, twisting his thick waist,  The fat man ran into the battlefield step by step, picked up his clothes and pants and put them on after three times. During this process, we watched attentively. Mr. Hu San and others watched attentively, and Yuan Ru and others watched attentively.  I looked at it, and in such a serious scene, in such a heroic battlefield, there was a damn fat man running around naked. He was so eye-catching, "Fat man, where is your precious bottle." I looked left and right curiously.  Look, I still haven¡¯t seen Fatty¡¯s bottle of Anubis. This grandson usually never leaves his hand with the bottle. What¡¯s going on? ¡°It¡¯s integrated into my body.¡± Fatty said with a smile, ¡°Brother Fatty, your current strength is  How strong is it?" Sanzi asked in a low voice. After hearing this, the fat man tilted his head and thought carefully for a while, then smiled honestly: "I'm not sure. If I fight Yuan Hen again, I can defeat him in less than three minutes.  " Hearing this, we couldn't help but feel a little bit disgusted. Fatty, Fatty, your luck is really incredible. You have a precious bottle. Without the inheritance, your strength has surpassed us. How can you let others live?  Yuanhen's strength is second only to Yuanli. Fatty can defeat him in less than three minutes. You can imagine how capable our fat brother is. Back then, he was still an intellectual who played archeology and studied antiques. Now,  Why did he become so violent? I patted the fat man on the shoulder and laughed softly: "You had known that Yuanhen was going to play. According to his character, it would be strange if he didn't play when he saw you playing. Did you go out of your way to follow him?"  He probably did it.  "Are you afraid that Sanzi and the others would be in danger if they fight Yuan Hen?"  " Hearing this, the fat man smiled and said nothing. He turned his head and looked at the center of the battlefield quietly. He didn't know what he was thinking. "Uncle Fatty, can you please give me some sand?" The little boy had a flattering smile on his face and pulled it gently.  The corner of the fat man's clothes said, "It's a joke, take it and play with Xiaobai.  "The fat man smiled nonchalantly. With a wave of his hand, a sand pillar half a meter high and as thick as a basin popped up from the ground. When the little boy and Sanmu Baiwu saw this thing, stars began to pop out of their eyes. Without saying a word,  The two little guys staggered to the bottom of the sand pillar, and it was unbearable to look at them with dazzling eyes. Let¡¯s ignore these two little guys for now and watch the battle. The little ones know that our strength is no worse than those of the grandsons.  Knowing that those grandsons will die sooner or later, we can't help but feel much better. Senior Bai Hu's revenge will be avenged soon, which makes our angry mood calm a lot. Moreover, if we only know blind anger now, we are anxious to think about it.  Revenge, then these emotions will definitely affect our thinking ability. If we want to win, we must be calm and look at everything with a normal mind. What's more, the opponents are these demons who are more cunning than ordinary people. &nbsp"Everyone, I will fight in the next game. I don't know who you will send." Standing in the field is a man with greedy eyes, wearing a black robe, about 20 or 30 years old. This is not greed.  Who else could it be? Just as he finished speaking, the black robe he was wearing slowly changed color, and extremely tacky patterns appeared on it. In just a short time, the black robe had turned into a complete  The whole body of the golden robe looked like it was made of gold. The top of the golden robe was covered with dark golden ingot patterns the size of a fist. The smell of copper came directly to his face. "Damn it, why is this grandson like this?"  You love to show off." Old Song bared his teeth and said, "This is even more yellow than the ancient emperor's dragon robe. Look at the ingot on it. It's so vulgar. It's so vulgar." "Come on, that's it.  Stop saying this." I said helplessly and glared at him angrily. "Among us, the one who loves to show off the most is Lao Song. I remember when we first came back from Egypt,  He is running for a well-off life, and living a small life is a blessing. As long as Lao Song has money, he has to show off. For example, on the second day after returning to China, this grandson took the money and walked out early in the morning. He was known as  I went to have breakfast, and stopped at the beef noodle shop in front of our university. I took out a stack of red Mao Zedong noodles from my pocket, slowly pulled out one and said: "I want two bowls of beef noodle noodles, one to eat and one to pour."  "The shop owner almost didn't smoke him at that time. I had never seen someone so good at smoking. He was a nouveau riche. But, you can't blame Lao Song. Our dream in college will not be able to smoke in the future."  After smoking well, I had to order two dishes for dinner, and eat one dish and eat one dish. The fact gave Lao Song a loud slap in the face. Doing this kind of thing in a beef noodle shop is just like looking for trouble. Just as I was thinking about it  When I used to pretend to be a literary young man, a sudden loud shout came from behind me, which brought me back to my senses, "Yuan Tan, I'm here to fight you." A man in black armor walked out from behind us,  He was holding an ancient bronze sword in his hand, and his black iron helmet completely covered his facial features. His heavy and steady pace, as well as the aura that he inadvertently exuded, made people feel that he was wearing armor.  Man once had great power,
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