Transformed Into a Wild Female Anchor

call--

The masked red-eyed man, with strange cold flashes in his eyes, and the pitch-black palms covered with scales, he grasped Jia Long's position with one palm.

He wanted to take advantage of Jia Long's attack on him, unable to dodge, and crack her abdomen with one claw.

"It's not that easy!"

Jia Long snorted coldly, and the Longquan sword in his hand came directly behind and came first, coming in a "hand-breaking style", and slashed it in the palm of the opponent.

Although it didn't cause much damage, he used the strength of this counterattack to turn 360 degrees and land on one foot.

"Drifting brewing! Rake and rake brewing!"

Jia Long discovered that Mao Mao was the one who gave him the most face, yelling at such a distance to support himself.

"Rake, rake and bleach the brew, bleach the brew!"

Xiao Maomao was tens of meters away, his little paws patted and patted, and the strange fish that rushed in front of him were patted with brain cracks, simulating blood stains in seawater.

It also has a limit on the number of times it screams. After screaming for a long time, it has a sore throat. The little guy screamed too much today and felt uncomfortable in his throat, so he began to slap his paw.

"Little layman, good swordsmanship."

The unnamed old Taoist also praised Jia Long.

He still sighed in his heart, this little layman, compared to what he saw in Xiaocheng last time, is simply more thief.

Of course, she herself is the one, and it is only natural for her to have this performance under hidden strength.

With such a strength to join, the three of them should be able to take down the masked red-eyed man.

Bang.

At the other end, the unknown monk raised a big iron rod and slapped the masked man's arm with one stick.

I saw the masked and red-eyed man, who was smashed into flying far away, rolled twice on the ground, and the whole person fell under the ‘waterfall’, accepting the scouring of the waterfall.

Both sides were vigorously sinking, the impacting air exploded with a large shock wave, and the old cheeks of the unknown old monk, like paper, were blown by the hurricane.

"want to rest?"

The old Daoist didn't even say hello to Jia Long, stood up and stepped on the mysterious footwork, and shot into the waterfall, the sword pierced the side of the masked man's cheek.

Pyridine.

This time the sword cut a deep blood mark. After all, no matter how the black metal is wrapped, the skin and muscles on the human face are the least, and the red-eyed man is not wrapped.

"Roar!"

The masked red-eyed man uttered a roar for the first time, as if furiously, he grabbed the body of the old long sword with both hands, opened his mouth again, and spouted a mouthful of blood.

Because the old Daoist had just cut his cheek, the blood was full of flesh, and the old Daoist's face was sprayed all over his body for a while.

"Uh……"

Lao Dao let go of the long sword, jumped to the back with his bare hands, and then wiped the blood stains with Dao robe sleeves.

"Senior Taoist, how are you doing?"

Jia Long was taken aback, and quickly pulled away to observe the body of the senior Taoist master.

I saw where the blood was sprayed by the masked red-eyed person, the skin quickly became red, and there was an overreaction of the immune mechanism, which led to the phenomenon of pus.

"Poisonous? No, it's a virus, a red eye virus, or an enhanced version!"

Jia Long had an ugly face and was at a loss. Seeing the old man waved her to stand away, she quickly walked away two steps as she intended.

puff--

Soon, Lao Dao took a deep breath, then let out a long breath, and then something amazing happened.

I saw a blush on the surface of the old road, and there was a white smoke rising above the head, fluttering and curling, setting off it as if a person who has become a god.

And the places that had been contaminated by blood were smoothed by the blush, and the yellow pus disappeared.

"Wow."

Jia Long was dumbfounded.

"Go and support the old monk quickly, I still need three breaths."

Seeing this little girl, the old way, like a little flat boy who had never seen the world, looked at the orangutan staring at him, and suddenly shouted out of anger.

"Oh...oh! Good."

Jia Long was taken aback.

Looking at the waterfall again, the explosion sounded constantly. The old monk, holding the iron rod with the thick of her arm, fought hard with the masked red-eyed man.

"Senior, I'll support you!"

She thought she was different from Maomao, but an obedient child, so she lifted the Longquan sword and stabs it obliquely.

Puff--

Dangdang-

哐!

Obviously, it was the first time to cooperate with the senior monk, but Jia Long unexpectedly used the Dugu Nine Swords to cooperate with him, which made the senior monk a little surprised.

At this moment, the long-overdue drone flew over this battlefield.

Through the camera, everyone who watched this scene was shocked for an instant, and was attracted by this extremely fast battle. Everyone was silent, and the barrage in the live broadcast was much less.

However, there are still many netizens who have expressed their opinions.

For example, just thought that Jia Long came to intervene in this kind of battle, and he must be the group of people who talked about "seeking death".

They apologized.

"666!"

"?! Damn, are my eyes a problem?"

"Long Lord, you can already fight side by side with the world's top three masters..."

"It feels strange that my daughter has finally grown up."

"I feel like I'm too powerful. The old monks and old Taoists are all over a hundred years old. It takes such a long time to have this fighting capacity. How can she do it?"

"The red-eyed people use viruses, but our Lord Long doesn't have anything. It's so powerful in a short time. For her, it's too easy to be powerful."

"Longye, a true man of iron-blooded men, Xinlongye is as invincible as the Valkyrie!"

"Long Ye Tuan, don't you feel like you have nothing to make up? Puff hahaha."

...

when--

A sword pierced obliquely, and stabbed the masked man's ventral side with incomparable precision, but made no achievements.

哐——

Before the red-eye man counterattacked, he smashed an iron rod severely, smashing its outstretched palm to drop down, and returned without success.

This sword and stick, actually matched skillfully and naturally, complementing each other.

"Female donor, this sword works wonderfully."

"The master is utterly praised. Compared to my master, I am still far behind."

"..., yes, I hope that in the future, I can see your teacher's methods."

"That is inevitable."

Dangdangdangdang!

Clang, clang, clang!

Jia Long and the monk master were both able to attack by storm while they were talking.

"Step aside!"

Suddenly, Jia Long heard a whistling sound behind him, and hurriedly moved to his side.

puff.

An ancient sword pierced straight out from behind Jia Long, silently, making it difficult to discern its trajectory.

It turned out that the old way of adjusting his breath had finished, and his body was completely intact.

Although he had just dropped the sword, it also fell to the ground. He just picked it up and used it again, and the blade was not damaged in the slightest.

This sword can be described as a Han Sha attack, in order to have been sprayed with saliva before, oh no, the **** hatred.

"His cheeks are short-board, then hit your cheeks to see when you can vomit blood."

Pyridine--

The sound of the sword piercing the cheek was extremely ear-piercing, and this time it was different from last time. The sword's edge pierced the red-eyed man's muscle five or six centimeters, absolutely hurting the organs under his face.

"Roar!"

The masked red-eyed man pressed the blade with both hands desperately to prevent it from piercing any more. The blood-red eyes were completely red, and even red blood gurgled out of it.

This is a sign that the red-eyed man is bursting out with all his strength.

"Veteran, I lend my strength to you!"

I saw the old monk passing by Jia Long, then stretched out a hand and patted it on the hilt of the old sword.

This nameless monk was old and very old, but his stature was thick and strong, so he was so powerful that he slapped the sword with one palm, which more than doubled his strength.

puff--

Right now, the tip of the sword really pierced the depth of the masked man's head, even piercing through his brain.

The red-eyed man had a strong defense, but he didn't defend his face. If such a vital point was detected, it was not far from death.

I'm afraid this is the reason why he wears the mask.

His eyes widened fiercely, the blood color in it quickly receded, and then even the pitch black color on his body disappeared completely, as if people had lost their vitality, and these so-called black metals had lost their efficacy.

The already shattered mask fell off and hit the ground.

"Shan Ruo?"

"Master Shanruo?"

This revealed his true face, and the expression of the monk changed.

It was Jia Long, who didn't know this person at all, but he seemed to be a big bald monk, like a Longxia.

It turned out to be an acquaintance.

A person who can get acquainted with a monk is probably not a small character, and he seems to be very old. Could it be a red-eyed person who has become a famous master of Long Xia?

Jia Long recalled that it seemed that he had already encountered many examples of masters voluntarily becoming red-eyed people.

The master circle is so messy!

She said, "The precious circle is really messy, and the little man doesn't want to get involved." So she stepped aside, pulled it slowly, and used dog-climbing style to swim to this small island in the sea.

However, the red-eyed monk whose brain was pierced actually inherited the powerful vitality of the red-eyed man, and did not die suddenly, still muttering something in his mouth.

Jia Longsheng was afraid that some important information would be leaked, so his ears were still erected and eavesdropped.

I just wanted to eavesdrop on it. After pulling the fluff, it was yelled at and destroyed.

"Rake! Furry! Furry! Skirt! Furry! You're under, brewed, dirty, you're too much! It's so boring!"

Seeing Jia Long ignoring himself, it also leaned in front of Jia Long, blocked her sight, and asked forcefully.

"Is it greasy? It's greasy!"

"Yes, you are great, you are the best in the world, right."

Jia Long couldn't laugh or cry. After being blocked, not only could he not hear clearly, but it was also impossible to judge what was said by reading his lips.

This little **** bear can do both good and bad things, making people love and angry, really can't help it.

But thinking about it, it won't be too important information, not to mention that if it is important information, the two will also tell themselves.

So Jia Long didn't care so much, picked up all the soaked little guy, took it with one arm, and shook it back and forth in the air.

This is to dry the water on it.

Such a simple and rude method immediately aroused anger in the barrage of the live broadcast room.

The blockbuster film said that Jia Long abused animals or children, brought out the rhythm of the blockbuster in the barrage.

It's a pity that in this scenario, everyone's scolding couldn't cause Jia Long to react.

In the battle, how can you care so much.

What's more, the little furry kid is so happy and excited, so happy, what can others say?

Oh, no, in the live broadcast room, Maomao can't hear milky laughter. What they heard was the crying bear, and they didn't know whether it was happy or frightened.

No way, others can't hear the telepathic voice of the two.

"Rake, love!"

"No, you see, the two seniors over there are waiting. It's not good for the elderly to wait, let's go over."

"Hmm!"

Maomao is generally obedient, and doesn't force Jia Long to play by himself.

"Two seniors, this, this red-eyed person is someone you know each other, did he say anything when he was dying?"

Jia Long approached the two seniors and asked cautiously.

Neither of them looked at Jia Long. The old monk sighed and wiped off his swallowed red-eyed head before he stood up.

"Chi'er, Chi'er, just for the sake of fame, why bother to embark on this road and end up like this in the end, why bother, why bother, Amitabha..."

The old monk seemed to be a few years old suddenly, and his rough hands trembled slightly.

"Little layman, this person has been offended just now. I will make it for you for the old monk."

"Why don't you pay me? Who the **** is this man?"

Jia Long was in the mist by the old saying.

"He is the youngest disciple of the old monk, and his Dharma name is Shanruo." A word from the old way cleared Jia Long's doubts.

"I was the most proud disciple of the old monk, but because I couldn't surpass me in my lifetime, I was trapped for decades. I didn't think about it, and I would take this step. It's also right. If we argue about the strength of war, no matter if I and the old monk are alone No one is his opponent, and Shanruo can be considered as getting what he wants."

"Old monk, old monk, Pang Dao has already said that accepting apprentices is nothing but annoying. For example, I have only accepted two apprentices. He does so much, just watching one by one die old or die accidentally. Come on, why bother to come, why is he to come..."

"..."

Looking at the veteran senior who was also in remembrance and grief, Jia Long was speechless for a while.

She wanted to ask the dead red-eyed bald head what she said on her deathbed, but now is not the time, so she has to stand.

"Old way, my disciple has added so much annoyance to me. You said that if some of us destroy the tower under our feet, will he go to Huangquan, will he feel more regretful?"

"It will be."

"Okay, let's do our best. According to it, there will be more powerful defenders at the upper level, even he said that he is good, old monk, I want to learn, go!"

"go!"

One by one, two monks, arrogantly rushing into the sky, with their toes hitting the ground, they didn't even tell Jia Long, they just jumped to the upper level.

There was nothing in the waterfall, but after the two of them took off with all their strength, they could jump up with the same light effort as Jia Long, even the old monk did it in a slight stunned.

"Uh……"

Jia Long's face was startled as he watched these two seniors leave in a hurry.

You haven't disclosed the information to me yet, why did you just leave like this? Do you look down on Lao Tzu?

Her pink lips murmured, she couldn't understand what was said, in short, she was angry.

"Maomao, let's go up too. It seems that we have recovered a lot of strength. We will be able to use the Valkyrie mode in a while. Let them look at each other differently."

"Hmm, look at Ningye Mountain!"

"on!"

"station!"

One person and one bear took off lightly, and Jia Long walked up like an old way, treading water. Maomao was ‘crashing, splashing everywhere, struggling for a long time, falling down on the waterfall for a while, and struggling to step on it a little bit later.

Batta, in the end, Jia Long held the little guy with one hand and pulled it to the upper level.

Little white bear is all sweaty.

Who makes its light work skills not good enough? Especially in the wilderness mode, it can't be such an understatement.

"Huh?"

But when Maomao wanted to say something, it suddenly yelled in astonishment.

"..."

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