The strongest talent tree

Chapter 756 Difficult decision

"The Temple of Thieves is really ridiculous, sending a bunch of juniors over."

The Wen family magician sneered disdainfully. The hundred-level master was as powerful as a rainbow. He waved his hand and released a huge ice crystal palm print, which crashed into everyone.

"Wow, my lady likes fighting the most." Xi Yueyao could no longer contain her restless fighting spirit. As soon as she opened her [Ice-Cracked Blood Armor], she bravely faced him: "Old man, look at the whip——!"

"Where did this girl's movie come from? She doesn't know how to live or die!"

The old man Bingzhang smiled contemptuously, and the cold ice palm prints covered Xi Yueyao's body mercilessly.

boom!
However, what confused him was that a single move of ice palm could not kill a sixth-level girl. What surprised him even more was that not only was Xi Yueyao not dead, but she didn't even lose any energy or blood.

"What's going on?" The old man Bingzhang couldn't help but exclaimed.

Before he could react, Xi Yueyao had already rushed towards him with a strange smile, and slapped her head and face violently, just like playing with a top. The more she slapped, the happier she got and the more energetic she got.

The old man Bingzhang was miserable. Facing Xi Yueyao who was covered in blood armor, he couldn't do any harm at all, but Yao Yatou's divine whip hit him, but it hurt like hell.

As a magician, his defense is not very good, not to mention Xi Yueyao's double damage of strength + dark power.

"Yao Yao, let me help you~!" On Xilu Huahua's side, he waved his soft sword, sweeping up a large amount of sword energy, and boldly joined the battle.

At the same time, Feng Hao and the other five men also immediately besieged another [-]-level master of the Wen family.

If they were fighting alone, they might not be the opponents of a hundred-level magician, but once the Five Sons united together, no matter how awesome the level [-] masters were, they wouldn't be able to withstand their [Five Sons Synergy].

You know, except for Feng Hao and Mei Meimei who are relatively low-level, the three of Lin Luo are all eighth-level magicians.

In addition, Feng Hao's [Destroy Life] is a simple and crude damage to vitality, and does not take any level attributes at all.

"Damn it, you are actually [thieves] from the Temple of Thieves?!"

The masters of the Wen family who were under siege were beaten to the point of disgrace, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"Haha, do you know now? It's too late!"

Wang Tongqian sneered, swung his long sword, and rushed away. The [Speed ​​Thought Slash] was unstoppable and flew him away.

The poor master of the Wen family screamed, and just when he wanted to use his air control ability to stabilize his body, he was knocked down by Mei Meimei's poisonous bullets.

At the same time as his energy and blood dropped, the terrifying toxin instantly penetrated his body.

[Shadow Stream] also unknowingly attached itself to his body. Coupled with the erosion of various toxins, the master of the Wen family was completely weak.

Lin Luo appeared behind him like a phantom, [Hidden Killer] passed by, and more than 6 points of fixed damage suddenly appeared.

Feng Hao followed closely, and the [Thief God Killing Formation] took the opportunity to suppress him, not giving him any chance to breathe. While strangling him in five stages, [Three Yuan Fire Lotus] lit up in the formation.

boom! boom! boom!
Cooperating with the explosion of the three fire lotus and the five-stage strangulation of the thief god killing array, the blood volume of the master of the Wen family was instantly emptied.

Finally, with [Destroy Life] and Mei Meimei [Silent Strike], the battle came to an easy end.

At the same time, the old man Bingzhang on Yao Yatou's side was still struggling. Seeing that his companion was dead, fear and despair surged into his head.

At this time, the second prince, Wang Tongling, had already turned pale and was limp on the ground.

Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that the situation that was originally settled would suddenly collapse into disarray...

"My master, the master of the main line of the Wen family, has gone down to the realm. It won't be long before you, the Thief Temple, will be buried with me!" Seeing that the defeat was certain, the old man Bingzhang couldn't help but uttered a harsh word, hoping to scare everyone in Feng Hao.

It's a pity that Feng Hao and the others were not intimidated at all and didn't take him seriously at all. "Yandang Mountain is going to be gone soon. You still dare to show off to me? You, the old man of the Wen family, are really stupid and cute."

When the old man in the ice palm heard this, his expression changed instantly, and he was shot dead by Mei Meimei before he could express his astonishment.

Wang Tongqian slowly walked up to the second prince, his eyes complex but calm.

And the second prince had long since lost the arrogance he had just now, as if he had lost his soul, his pale face was full of wry smiles.

"I didn't expect to fight to the end, but it was just a dream. What I didn't expect was that you would actually take advantage of me." The second prince collapsed on the ground, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That's it, just do it, kill me, and the throne will be yours." your."

"I'm not interested in the throne." Wang Tongqian said calmly.

The second prince sarcastically said: "Haha, then why are you back?"

"In order to kill that bastard Wang Tongxuan, let's clean up the minions of the Wen family by the way." Wang Tongqian responded calmly: "To be honest, with your ability, I would be very happy for you to inherit the throne, but you have chosen the ambitious Wen family."

"What's the matter?" The second prince was unrepentant and gritted his teeth and rebuked: "Didn't you also borrow the power of the Thief Temple?"

"Don't compare the Wen family with the Thief Temple, it's embarrassing!" Wang Tongqian said in a cold voice, "You know the difference between the Wen family and the Thief Temple."

"Stop talking nonsense, winners and losers, hurry up and do it." The second prince closed his eyes with a sneer.

Hearing this, Wang Tongqian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

After watching the realization of the second prince, Feng Hao sighed helplessly, and stepped forward to persuade him: "Forget it, third brother, your imperial brother has been dazzled by power, even if you keep it to hold the imperial power, you will try every means to get rid of it." Get rid of your hidden danger, instead of leaving such a scourge, it is better to clean it up as soon as possible."

Wang Tongqian sighed faintly, and said with a wry smile: "But what about the throne? Is it true that I really want to be in the throne?"

"The matter has come to this, what else is there to say? What should we do?" Feng Hao shrugged helplessly: "By the way, isn't there a little prince?"

"Tongkun is only 15 years old now, it's a bit of a joke to let him succeed." Wang Tonggan said with a wry smile.

"Alas~ It's up to you to decide." Feng Hao shook his head helplessly.

Wang Tongqian pondered for a long time and looked at the second prince who was slumped on the ground again, trying to persuade him to win over him.

Unfortunately, before he could speak, the second prince sneered disdainfully: "Stop pretending to be like me here. I, the King Tongling, hate charity the most in my life, let alone charity from a bastard!"

Hearing this, not only Wang Tongqian himself, but also everyone present became angry.

"That's all~!"

Wang Tongqian may have been disappointed, or he may have been stimulated by the "bastard". After sighing, he closed his eyes and swung the long knife.

puff--!
The blood donation spurted out wildly, and the second prince's head immediately disappeared. In this case, the head that rolled down still maintained aloofness and disdain.

For a while, the palace hall fell into a long silence.

When Yao Qingdao, who had stabilized the situation inside and outside the court, arrived, he saw the second prince with his head missing. While sighing, a trace of joy flashed across his old face: "Your Highness, have you... decided?"

Wang Tongqian retracted his long knife tremblingly, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Let me think about it for a few more days."

"But a country cannot live without a king for a day!"

Wang Tongqian had expected that he would say this, and couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Okay, don't tell me this. With your old skills, it won't be a problem to be stable for ten days and a half."

(End of this chapter)