C1476 He Slaughtered the Fat Sheep(last Part)
Article 1476. Fat sheep of Slaughter (Lower)
"Tsk, I thought it was some good stuff, but why is there only one mixed metagold?"
"Pooh!"
Long Wei opened his mouth and spat out Hei Fengyi's vital spiritual tool.
However, the shining golden battle lance had become dull and dull, and the layer of mixed metagold on its surface had been digested.
Hei Fengyi's eyes went black, and he almost fainted.
"Bastard, return my vital spiritual tool!"
Hei Fengyi howled in grief. That was a total of eight taels of mixed metagold, and it was priceless. Normally, he wouldn't be willing to take it out to use.
But now, it was swallowed by the Toad in front of him in a single bite. It had eaten all the mixed metagolds, and it was even choosy, complaining that the price was too low.
"You're pissing me off!"
Hei Fengyi's body emitted a bright light, and the chest violently jumped. He opened his mouth and spat out a saber. This was his other vital spiritual tool.
The combat blade was very ancient, but it was maintained perfectly. The Spirit Patterns on the blade was still very clear, and the back of the blade was still very clear. There were also nine big rings, all of them golden.
"There are also mixed metagolds that have crossed the mixed metagold?"
Long Wei could not help but light up. He did not even need Qin Sheng's number one commander, and just eagerly went up to greet him.
"Go to hell!"
Hei Fengyi slashed with his big blade. The earth cracked and the mountains cracked. Everywhere he passed, not only was the golden light shining, there were also all kinds of souls rolling over. Those were all dead souls under the blade. Those who could make the blade seal the souls were all powerful and terrifying experts when they were alive.
Seeing such a terrifying scene, Long Wei didn't have the slightest fear. There was even some excitement on the Eye Light.
"Long Wei's combat blade is mine now. Be careful, don't break it. "
Qin Sheng followed behind Long Wei unhurriedly and reminded him loudly.
As soon as he said that, Hei Fengyi was so angry that he jumped up and down. The chest felt a huge pain, which was the reason why he was so angry that it hurt his heart.
This man and beast deserved to die. They actually treated him, the strongest genius of the Black Wind Nation, as their fat sheep, as well as their spoils of war.
They hadn't even engaged in a real battle, but they had already started distributing the spoils of war.
"Great! I will also take thirty percent of the fat sheeps in the fat sheep!"
At this moment, Long Wei actually started to bargain recklessly.
"Thirty percent is a bit too much. But forget it, there is still an old fat sheep behind us. Let's kill this little fat sheep first. "
Qin Sheng tilted his head and thought for a breath's time before agreeing.
"Pu ~"
Hei Fengyi spurted out a mouthful of blood. He crazily waved the elemental energy in his body. He wanted to slash these two bastards to death.
"I will turn my fist into a dragon and break the firmament!"
Long Wei shouted loudly. His fist imprint shone like a huge sun, blinding Hei Fengyi's dog eyes.
"Qiang!"2
Sparks flew in all directions. The Bladelight poured down in torrents. The terrifying power even split open the space between Hei Fengyi's thumb and forefinger, causing blood to gurgle out.
Hei Fengyi's chest shook intensely, and he felt as if all his internal organs had cracked.
"How. . . How can he be so strong?!"
Hei Fengyi was sent flying backwards. He had suffered internal injuries. A mysterious force drilled into his body, making it impossible for him to heal his internal injuries within a short period of time.
"Bang!"
Hei Fengyi felt that something was wrong. The sky and earth were spinning. He felt as if he had been poisoned.
How was this possible? Hei Fengyi wanted to deny it at first, but his breathing became faster and faster. Finally, with a bang, he fell onto the dried golden lotus pond, creating a huge crater and causing dust to fill the sky.
"Hua ~ ~"
Qin Sheng turned into a ray of light and grabbed Hei Fengyi's neck with one hand, lifting him up like a little chick.
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