64: C64 Swordplate

C64 Swordplate

Suddenly, the small white building appeared above the dog spirit. Its entire body coiled upwards, binding the dog spirit.0

The huge power of the strangling made the dog spirit cry out for help, but its voice was getting softer and softer.

At this moment, Ning Chen was also sweating cold sweat and his face was flushed red. As the master of the battle spirit being injured, War Spiritualist would naturally suffer a certain amount of backlash.

"I already said that you're not my match. Little White House, let it go!" Feng Yixiu shook his head and ordered.

Since we are all classmates, and have to meet everyday in the future with a class, there was naturally no need to be so unhappy.

Unexpectedly, the moment the small white building loosened its grip on the dog spirit, the dog spirit rushed up like a mad dog and used its two sharp claws to press down on the small white building.

Jialan Ziyu saw that Feng Yixiu already had ten points, so she wanted to turn around and announce that the winner was Feng Yixiu, but she didn't see what happened next.

"The class monitor is mine now, Green Mamba — Poison Fang Equipment!"

"Little dog, use Tearing Bite!"

Ning Chen's face was filled with madness as he ordered directly.

Han Xiao and Shen Ruyu were so scared that they immediately stood up. It seemed that Ning Chen was serious and his sneak attack was one thing.

He actually used a canine spirit equipped with poisonous teeth to bite Little White building. If he were to be bitten by it, he would probably be severely injured!

"Big Brother Feng, be careful!"

Shen Ruyu immediately shouted loudly and at the same time, she prepared to summon her fire spirit. If it was necessary, he wouldn't mind letting Ning Chen pay the price!

Feng Yixiu also reacted when he heard the sound and frowned. He originally wanted to let him go, but he didn't expect him to not appreciate it. Then, don't blame me for being impolite!

He retreated three steps and then ordered, "Small White Tower, form into a ball!"

"Steel Hedgehog — — Armor!" Feng Yixiu said coldly.

Suddenly, the small white building seemed to have turned into a Steel Hedgehog. Countless sharp swords extended out from his body, covering an area of at least two meters!

Just as the dog spirit was prepared to bite him, the innumerable sharp swords pierced its heart, transforming it into a white spiritual light and returned to Ning Chen's demon spirit grimoire.

Bronze-ranked demon spirit Card! "

Those countless sharp swords were just a millimeter away from Ning Chen. The sharp blades were directly in front of his eyes, almost causing him to become blind.

The intense fear made his legs go weak and unceasingly trembling, almost making him pee his pants.

He didn't even notice that Feng Yixiu was walking towards him. Feng Yixiu directly slapped his shoulder: "Hey! In front of absolute strength, don't you think that little cleverness of yours is laughable? "

Ning Chen was suddenly shocked and kneeled down on the ground. He said with a tremble, "Sorry, you will be the class monitor from now on. If you want me to go left, I won't dare to go right."

"In the future, if I find out how you deal with my fellow brothers, I will not let you off so easily." Feng Yixiu said in a low voice. It was quite intimidating.

This world had always been like this. From ancient times until now, the only truth that had never changed was that the strong were respected. Perhaps before the arrival of the desolate era, the definition of strong were from other aspects.

But ever since the desolate era had arrived, the meaning behind strong warriors was to beat those whose fists were stronger!

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