A black rose slowly bloomed with the unique breath of death of hell, and a seductive fragrance drifted to every corner, making people uncontrollably want to uncover her mysterious veil.

"Be careful, dark poison magic!" Feng Xuepiao shouted softly to make the fat man wake up from the illusion. He was frightened to find that he had been poisoned and was falling wildly at a speed of 50 health points per second.

The fat man's shock was extraordinary. He only had a total of health points, 50 per second, which was simply bleeding!

"The Baptism of the Goddess of Water!" Just as the fat man was panicked, the beautiful sound of the wind and snow drifting sounded. Then a circle of blue water ripples surged into the fat man's body. The fat man felt refreshed, as if he had been completely washed from the inside out.

The effect of poison magic has disappeared. The fat man breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head helplessly. He had no such magical attack that was almost undefensible at all.

While speaking, Fireworks led the Flying Man in Shushan and the Lion who was grazing the sheep had already fought with Cardes. Cardes was surrounded by three people but was calm and calm. He held a dark and shiny magic sword in his hand. The sword body shook and drew a semicircle. The dark dark fighting spirit surged out. The free-range lion could not dodge and was swept into the chest by the sword, and withdrew from the battle group with the damage of -1770.

The fat man rushed up quickly and stopped the lion who was still trying to go up. He could see clearly outside that although the free-range lion and the flying man in Shushan dodged, they were in a certain way, they were basically in harmony. Especially when the fireworks were the main attack, they were said to be helping, but they were more burdensome than to say.

The magic sword spread across the sky, and the half-moon sword energy forced the fireworks to retreat two steps. Cardes held up his right hand, and the dark energy ran around in a turbulent manner between his fingers. Five energy balls gathered instantly and smashed towards the Fengxue Piaomiao sisters with an unstable trajectory.

Cardes mastered the timing very well, and it happened that the two of them had gathered to complete immediately, forcing them to give up attacks and switch to dodge and defense. This made the fireworks in the front feel more pressure.

"Don't go!" The fat man grabbed the flying hero in Shushan, and had no time to explain, and then rushed into the battle group in a short time.

The demonic energy was stirred, and the fat man felt that his speed suddenly slowed down. The magic sword swept across, and the fat man instantly grabbed its movement trajectory, shaking his body, and at the same time, he was pulling a knife around Cardes' waist.

-540!

The damage was not much, but it interrupted the rhythm of Cardes' offense. The fat man flashed again and just gave up the position of the front attack. The fireworks seized the opportunity, stepped forward slantedly, and hit all the "spinning" with one move.

－3300! Cardes let out a muffled groan, and her body did not retreat, and the magic sword quickly stepped forward and straightened the face of the fireworks. The sword was too fast, and it was impossible for the fireworks to avoid it because they had just made a move. At this time, the fireworks were ready to take the sword. Suddenly, she saw with the light of her eyes that a long red sword pierced from her hair. The tip of the knife was slashing three inches under the sword, forcing the sword back.

Fireworks felt that this was the most wonderful feeling she had experienced in her life. She and Fatty seemed to have the same heart. Every movement was like thousands of drills, and the cooperation was so perfect and impeccable.

Mengying Piaomiao looked at it, and unknowingly stopped the spells that were about to gather in her hands. And this time it was not just her, the wind and snow fell, the flying heroes of Shushan, and the lions who were grazing the sheep were all shocked by the seamless cooperation between the two! Forgot to attack, forget to cast spells, just stare blankly, as if enjoying a beautiful art.

Meng Ying Piaomiao kept staring at the foot of the fat man's changing footwork, but the more she looked at her, the more she felt confused, and the more she looked at her, the more mysterious it became. If the last time the footwork of the fat man was with changes in the rules and could grasp some rules, then this time it was like being wild and antelope hanging its horns had no rules to follow. Everything was so reasonable, as if it should be dodging like that.

"Little sister, this guy's footwork is really weird! What did you see?" Feng Xuepiaoling also frowned. Meng Ying Piaomiao had already praised the fat man's footwork. This time she naturally had to learn it well. But after reading it carefully for a long time, she didn't understand anything. However, out of the intuition of a martial arts practitioner, she still felt that there was a lot of articles in the fat man's footwork.

Meng Ying Piaomiao pouted and said a little discouraged: "This time is different from last time. He seems to have changed a lot! I didn't see anything!"

"Or just ask him directly! I really can't understand!" Feng Xuepiaoling was a little anxious. She also hoped that she could seek revenge on Murong Xue after learning this set of footwork? Isn't it going to be ruined now!

Mengying Piaoling looked puzzled: "It's not good! It's already a taboo for us to secretly learn other people's kung fu. If grandpa finds out, we must break our legs! Besides, someone will give their kung fu to others?"

Learning martial arts secretly is the most taboo in the world. If you are caught on the spot, it is not too much to beat him to death. Feng Xuepiaoling was also a little timid. Suddenly she thought of a good idea: "Little sister, this guy looks a bit interesting to you! Otherwise, you can sacrifice to deceive him. Coax him and let him tell you by yourself that you can't make any more taboos! When you have learned it, you just dump him!"

Meng Ying Piaomiao's face turned a little red, and she said angrily: "Sister, how can you say that? Such a thing...who do you treat me like!"

Seeing Mengying Piaomiao getting angry, Feng Xuepiaoling hurriedly coaxed, "Isn't that impossible for me? Do you just bear to see me being pressed by that stinky girl Murong Xue for the rest of your life? Sister, just help your sister once! I promise no one will know. Even if the grandfathers know, I will fight for you! It's my fault to break my hands and feet. As long as I can beat Murong Xue, I don't care about anything!"

"Sister, don't say that!" Meng Ying Piaomiao was also embarrassed. Although she knew that it was a bit too much to say that she had broken hands and feet, she couldn't bear it when she saw her sister being suppressed by others for the rest of her life. On one hand, she had her own moral character and morality, and on the other hand, she was the sister of her compatriots, and it was really difficult to make a choice between choices.
Chapter completed!