The iron rod in the old messenger's hand once again turned into an ordinary crutch, which she held in her hand.
"Little doll, I can give you another chance. As long as you kill the little girl next to you, then I can consider it."
"Thirteenth Style! Dangtian Demon Suppression!"
A human-shaped shadow appeared behind Reborret, and the old messenger's words were interrupted again.
The old messenger has chosen to keep her mouth shut. She has decided that from now on she will not say a word. If she says a word, she will be a dog!
"Didn't you say she could block energy attacks in advance?"
Joan of Arc looked at Reborret who had condensed into a human-shaped phantom with some confusion. After all, Reborret had just mentioned energy-based attacks, which had no effect at all when attacking the opponent.
But now, Reborret himself released the extremely energy-consuming ability of Dangtian Zhenmo.
The old messenger laughed in her heart as well. She thought that the boy must be desperate and trying all kinds of methods to cure his illness.
The old messenger felt that the boy opposite must want to take advantage of this chaotic situation to make herself confused as well, and then find an opportunity to pull herself out smoothly.
"But! You are so naive!"
The old messenger suddenly shouted.
At the same time, the human-shaped shadow that should have been standing still suddenly started running.
The huge golden figure also held a spear in his hand. While chasing the old messenger, Reboret kept spinning the spear in his hand.
The golden figure condensed by Rebolite also imitated Rebolite's movements, chasing while constantly spinning the spear in his hand.
As the figure got closer and closer, the old messenger finally realized that something was wrong with this person.
But at this time, the old messenger was quite arrogant and conceited.
The old messenger stood there confidently, as if waiting for Reborret's challenge.
The arrogant old man was actually extending a middle finger towards Reborite in the same inappropriate manner.
This scene should also be learned from Lei Boruit.
After all, although the old messenger did not understand the meaning of this gesture, she felt that this gesture would definitely make the other party very angry.
As long as the other party is unhappy, it will undoubtedly be a huge time bomb at such a tense moment.
But the old messenger did not understand the meaning of this gesture after all. The action she made was just a clownish act to attract attention.
Even Reborret felt that the three clowns were much stronger than the old bastard in front of him.
At this moment, the huge figure suddenly turned into several. When the old messenger was still surprised, the swift spear had already stabbed towards the old messenger like lightning.
The old messenger originally wanted to rely on her authority to resist these attacks from Reborret.
But what she didn't notice was that Reborret himself had rushed to her.
The old messenger's attention is now basically all attracted by the golden human-shaped shadow.
Not only that, the cunning, no, kind-hearted Saint Joan of Arc even switched to the funeral scattering form at this time.
Energy missiles flew towards the sky like flowers scattered by fairies, and then all of them fell towards the old messenger.
Under these perfect covers, the old messenger did not realize that Rebollet had come in front of her, and the dragon roar in the box had already stabbed at her fiercely.
Reborite did not speak or make any sound. Everything was very quiet.
The spear was about to hit the old messenger, and the huge sense of death threat made the old messenger react.
But when she looked at Reborite, she saw more than ten spears stabbing towards her.
And these spears are as fast as lightning.
The old messenger wanted to escape, but now she was trapped in the Ten Thousand Spears Dragon Locking Formation. It was really a pipe dream to want to escape.
Seeing that she could not escape, the old messenger raised her hand, intending to fight to the death with Reborret.
"Even if I die, you won't be able to have an easy life!"
The old messenger roared with a distorted face.
"You old bastard, you look ugly, but you have beautiful thoughts!"
Joan of Arc's voice rang out again, but this time she came holding up Songzang, which was completely in a cross state.
"Do you know how many ways a funeral can be used?
Smash it for me! "
The huge body of the funeral was smashing towards the old messenger's head. The old messenger wanted to stop it, but she was reluctant to severely injure Reborret. However, she had to guard against Joan of Arc's attack.
"It's too late."
The greedy old messenger suddenly realized at this time that no one could stop her.
His head was hit by the cross-shaped funeral, and his chest was directly pierced by the dragon roar in the box.
For a moment, the old messenger seemed to have lost all her strength and means, and collapsed directly.
"Joan of Arc!"
Rebolet suddenly shouted, and then he threw the old messenger who was hanging on the dragon roar in the box out with force.
The old messenger who was thrown into the air was hit by Joan of Arc's powerful shot again.
The dazzling beam of power hit the target accurately, and this time it was not blocked by any strange power. The body of the old messenger was directly blown to pieces.
"The body is gone, do we still need to finish it off?"
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