[Bite my fly butt... The Nightless Sect has escaped, the skeletons, orcs and souls of the library are all in the shadows, and only Gumbel and his slaves are in the sword... How can this be enough...]
"Are you still chatting? I see you are so angry that your eyebrows are burning?"
Li Yue pointed at the flames on Oujibuji's eye holes.
The speed of rebirth of flies can no longer keep up with the speed of death, and the power and desire to kill will soon be unable to suppress the karma of hell.
The shadow demon broke the holy whip into 16 short sticks and stuffed them into Hannibal's tentacles - the brain and body of the double swords had been tempered in the battle with Huntelaar, and could not control 18 clones; replaced by the egg body
If you give me a discount, the difference of 16 knots is a must.
Ojibuki had to develop his thoughts along the lines of the two swords.
The ceremony seemed to be developing towards the goal of the two swords, until the two swords found the word "expectation" in Okibuji's "Status" column.
Nie Sudaki's body has not shrunk by one-eighth, and there are no traces of small flies crawling inside or outside the loose cloth bag, which is definitely a sign of some kind of mutation.
In the swordsmanship competition, Oujibuji obviously neglected to practice, or it may be that he was too little disturbed by the karma of hell.
Nie Su knew that Nie Sudaki would answer, but that did not prevent the Devil's Manual from listening to my voice.
Oujibuji realized the problem, and the buzzing in his heart was deafening.
The stands were swept to the sky, and the candles flickered again, facing Okibuki and the eight demon sons in the middle of the wasteland, waiting for the result of the ceremony.
Before piercing Gambell's chain with a drill, both Nie Su and Yingying were fully aware of the weakness of the egg particles, so Yingying divided the particles into several large drill bits and placed them in the egg body, like a nest.
A four-clawed fish with drill tentacles.
At this moment, Ojibuki was still bloated and fat, like a ball of fire; the next second, Ojibuki took out piece after piece of cloth bag body from his mouth, and put it on the body one by one. The King of the Colosseum also quickly lost weight.
Like a matchstick.
As for the shadows of the two swords, they focused on controlling the bone sword, bypassing Ouji Buji's Li Yue, and cutting my Budai body.
But Shuangjian felt that was enough.
My performance was even like that of the Eastern braves that the eight demon sons met in the "Brave Studies" final course.
The further they hit the front, the more afraid Oujibuji was with his swords that he didn't have any hiding methods, so he kept asking questions while slamming the bag.
Not much of the skin accumulated by the Bag Devil was left.
What is the King of the Colosseum looking forward to?
Of course, the main reason is that the Devil's Manual almost completely predicts the movements of the King of the Colosseum, and can always drill, stab, or smash the main body wherever I go.
Dandan sewed the cards firmly under the bag, layer by layer.
Immediately afterwards, in the midst of killing and confrontation, Li Yue's sword body completely turned into countless dregs, carrying a soul filled with the desire to kill, swallowing everything in the Colosseum like a tide.
But my movements were very laggy. It was obvious that the fire of hell had affected my veins, and my movements became more and more jerky.
They were fused together and burned out, becoming white and yellow blood threads in the Bag Demon's body.
Holding both swords in one hand, less energy is invested in the surface, ready to cooperate with the environment to accelerate the death of Okibuki.
[You mean... you mean... you mean ha...]
"He's too slow...isn't he too slow? Isn't there any other way?"
Shuangjian speculates that the curse of the Colosseum is affecting us in some way.
As the number of times the Holy Whip, Bone Sword and Drill clashed with Li Yue increased, they gradually came under control, blocking each other and stumbling together from time to time.
To deal with holy objects, you must use holy objects. It doesn't matter if the two swords are broken, the bone sword and the holy whip...
"It doesn't matter, you don't have a common enemy..." The two swords resisted the urge to tear Hannibal's skin with their shadows, pulled out a card from the shadow, and knocked back the outside of Ojibuki's eye hole.
Due to the influence of the "Abominable" card, the eight Sons of Demon no longer have a common enemy.
【Yes...yes yes yes yes yes yes buzz...】
【Hey, he blocked your stick.】
Okibuki used his killing sword to block the holy whip, but the holy whip turned and smashed my head.
Oh yes, eight kinds.
Abominable.
At this moment, the King of the Colosseum was like a young child being beaten by several demon sons outside his home. He held two sharp kitchen knives in his hands, but he was slow to find the rightful owner.
"Let's break it all up and start over again!" Nie Sudaqi's bag bulged, and he almost exploded with anger.
With Oujibuji's strong admission, Shuangjian confirmed his suspicion.
[Its bones and magma... I can't fight him separately...]
【Eh? What was it about drilling just now?】
[One for killing, one for confrontation... can cut everything apart, even the thoughts of killing and souls... That is your most powerful weapon...]
Then the two swords anticipated the King of the Colosseum's movements, rushed down after my move, and smashed my cloth head with the holy whip.
"He said he was annoying, right?" The two swords stepped up their offensive, stabbing Oujibuji on the head with the bone sword, and then stabbed it out from the outside of the buttocks, piercing the heart.
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Killing and confrontation can protect the body of the bag demon. Every time the drill bit penetrates or the holy whip and short stick are struck, a small amount of fly corpses and white liquid will be scattered outside the bag.
Both Nao Ling and Dan Bo were still sulking and did not answer the double swords.
[Speak loudly...Speak loudly...]
The argument between the devil's sons ended outside of Eggy's head.
Even the candlelight under the sky stands was driven crazy by that card, and it was swaying.
[That’s right, the devil son of my cocoon is trying to trick you...buzz...]
I guess when I threw Abada and spears at other people's homes through the window, I would not be here today.
The flies dispersed, and Okibuki's angry howl resounded throughout the Colosseum.
Ojibuki and Li Yue swung in unison, dancing like a gust of wind in a street fight, dealing with drill tentacles that had holes in them.
[This is what I’m going to send down… let you retreat first. 】
"Hey, Jizi, are his two swords causing confrontation and killing between you?" Shuangjian asked Nie Sudaki directly.
"What's the significance of those two swords?"
[Calm down, kill quickly, but slowly, the longer it takes, the slower I will die...]
The once master of the red and white plague is now gradually getting stronger and dying amid the mixture of yellow and white.
"I'm inciting the eight of you to 'antagonize', what should I do?" Shuangjian asked Yingying and Dandan in front of Oujibuji.
At the same time, the wasteland of the Colosseum ended and rolled inward, like an orange petal that opened before closing again.
"It's really hard for him, but he can still keep silent after being beaten." Nie Su laughed at me.
Some of the bags are inlaid with mud, some are inlaid with magic stones, and some are filled with runes, but there are no longer the chainmail, fish scales or pitch-black bags with human legs that appeared before.
As the lord of authority who has been struggling in pleasures and casinos for hundreds of years, Nesudaki cannot barely control his emotions.