Chapter 3250

It not only scares the monks who are ready to plot against Shen Qiang, but also makes them stand on the pole and stare at Nikolayevich, the wolf of the ice field.

"Do bloodthirsty guys show their true colors only when they are chasing their prey?"

He talks to himself. His eyes are so bright.

But when he thought that Shen Qiang would take action immediately.

But it is clear that Shen Qiang is looking at him with a teasing look, and is talking to the jade beauty Shirley Nuer.

Instant.

Nikolayevich, the wolf of the ice sheet, laughs.

"Can he see it? It's a terrible guy. "

Thinking, he nodded under the pole.

Immediately, two sexy nuns rush to Shirley, the jade beauty, and then lead her away while fighting.

Such a situation.

Shen Qiang sighed.

"Timothy arranged it."

Shen Qiang is helpless.

In fact.

When the jade beauty Shirley shot the moment, Shen Qiang found out.

Nikolayevich, the wolf of the ice field, plays a decisive role in dealing with the nine demons and Qingxuan. He uses all kinds of means, but when Shirley makes a move, those people will avoid it.

That perfunctory way of fighting makes Shirley, the jade beauty, who is clearly only in Daoguo period, look even stronger than Qingxuan, who is at the peak of Mahayana period.

No one could stand in front of her for a moment.

That kind of fake, real way of fighting.

You can find it with a little snack.

It's just that the onlookers see clearly.

Shirley in the battle, however, could not be clear at all.

After all, there are swords and swords all around her. Where does she have the time and energy to distinguish them.

But Shen Qiang noticed.

Because Shen Qiang's first thought was.

Never let Shirley get hurt for her own business.

But I just saw the hands of the monks.

Shen Qiang realized it in an instant.

Even Nikolayevich, the wolf of the ice field, did not dare to touch Shirley in America.

The reason is simple.

Because even if he killed Shen Qiang here, timos can still pretend not to know.

But if he moves Shirley.

Even if it is slightly hurt her, only afraid of all of them, there is no way to leave alive.

This is the reality of the friars.

In Daoguo period, Shirley seems to have the courage of ten thousand people. It's like a tiger into a sheep to chase a monk who is much higher than her.

Because her father is the archangel Timothy of the blazing angel.

Even if the bold ice wolf Nikolayevich, also did not dare to let anyone under her hand.

So the two sexy nuns, whose accomplishments are obviously higher than those of Shirley, are just right to fight and walk with her, and then intersperse with other monks, which seems to be a dangerous sneak attack.

Shirley, the jade beauty, can't tell whether they are acting or not. It's just that the more they fight, the braver they are. The farther they fight.

And the real peak strength of Qingxuan.

He fought with an enemy and looked more like a monk with general strength.

Even it seems that some of them are affected by the powerful swordsman.

Because that man's cultivation has reached the Mahayana stage.

The sword technique has already returned to its original nature.

The open and close sword technique not only reveals the power of being clumsy and skillful, but also makes Qingxuan have no time for others.

Boom!

The huge sword Qi destroyed the huge steel billboard on the roadside.

The beautiful Shirley has been led away.

With a sigh, Shen Qiang looked up at the wolf of the ice field on the electric pole, cold voice.

"As a man, I firmly believe that heaven rewards diligence and humanity rewards kindness, so I am not willing to do anything to hurt others, so you can go. That's enough."

Hearing this, Nikolayevich, the wolf of the ice field, smiles and looks at Shen Qiang with excited eyes.

"Are you afraid? I heard the fear in your heart from your words. Do you want to live? There's no problem. You just kneel here, kiss my boots, sign a contract and give me everything he Shenghe has. For the sake of these two beauties, I'll let you go, OK? "

Hum!

Diffuse in the air, blood mist, ribbon like power, suddenly tremble.

It not only makes Shen Qiang look more oppressive.

Even more terrifying.

In a flash.

Standing on the pole of the ice wolf, instantly clear sense.

The famous sword in Shen Qiang's hand, dancing with blood, suddenly wakes up like a giant demon who has been sleeping for thousands of years.It's not just like opening your eyes.

It's more like a hungry beast, dripping with saliva. The greedy bloodthirsty makes Nikolayevich, the wolf of the ice field, shocked.

"Dao Ling? What a terrible smell of greed

And at the same time that he was shocked.

Shen Qiang, who holds a famous sword and dances with blood, is also shocked by the inexplicable tiger body, and his eyes are shocked.

Because just before I heard the words of Nikolayevich, the wolf of the ice field, a trace of anger surged into my heart.

Shen Qiang clearly feels the blood dance of the famous sword in his hand. He suddenly shakes, and then he wakes up.

It's weird.

Blood dance eight thousand flow, has been in the hands of Shen Qiang for a long time.

Shen Qiang knows that there should be evil spirit in the knife, but it is just like a knife with special function whether it is used normally or in combat. "

besides being able to provide strength for Shen Qiang through blood.

Besides using the power in his blood to bind, bind, and assassinate other monks, Shen Qiang didn't feel that it was hanging. Even at some times, he thought it was ordinary.

But now

Shen Qiang only felt that what he was holding was not a knife at all.

It's a terrible force.

Its powerful degree, even in an instant, gave Shen Qiang an illusion that it was more powerful than black knife,.

Not only that.

What's more terrible is that.

In the moment that Dao Ling wakes up.

Shen Qiang's mind, clearly heard it as if Carnival laughter.

"They are all mine!"

Not only that.

What's more terrifying is that in the past, the eight thousand blood dances of famous swords could only extract energy from the blood of people who died, and transform it into real yuan to provide it to Shen Qiang.

But with the greedy words.

Shen Qiang felt it clearly in an instant.

As long as it's a wound.

As long as there is blood, they will become power.

Not only that.

Shen Qiang more clearly felt in the hand of the famous sword blood dance eight thousand flow, in the crazy agitating himself.

"Kill them all, you will be stronger than ever!"

This made Shen Qiang frown.

Boom!

The flavor of the Dragon nationality has reached the acme.

Powerful divine consciousness instantly enters the blood dance of Ming Dao.

"Respect my life, and die against me!"

Boom!

Instant.

Shen Qiang's famous sword blood dance eight thousand flow, make all the monks present, shock the blood fog, agitate the spirit source like true yuan.

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