Roulette World

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Many stalks of thorn grass merged together to become a short sword a little more than one meter. At this moment, it can no longer see the characteristics of a plant, and it is completely similar to metal.

Ye Zhongming waved a bit, and then chopped and stabbed on the ground again, and got a comment on this dagger.

Probably equivalent to the green level.

It is very strange that here, Ye Zhongming’s artisan and gardener occupations have not been lost, and their skills are there. The guys who can be created with their own hands do not have the level of light and specific attributes.

The material is too ordinary.

It is actually good to use swordthorn as a material, but if only they are too simple, if Ye Zhongming has ghost gold or diamond gold on hand, plus a little other material, then how can the short sword made? Golden level weapon.

But with such a guy is better than nothing, Ye Zhongming carried his short sword and continued to probe forward.

The man said before that this was an experience. In this case, he didn’t worry about not knowing what to do, and there would be ‘trouble’ to come to him on his own initiative.

Sure enough, without waiting for Ye Zhongming to find materials suitable for manufacturing defensive equipment, "Trouble" came to the door.

Those are two giant pythons, or snakes.

The first born is a one-horned horn with four claws on the trunk. If it is not without a dragonbeard and dragontail, or a dragon-scale dragon head, Ye Zhongming really thinks that they are the prototype of the Eastern Dragon.

Ye Zhongming was excited, not because they were like dragons, but because they had something that Ye Zhongming was very familiar with.

Magic Crystal!

In such an unknown place, encountering familiar things, even enemies, also gave Ye Zhongming an alternative kindness.

It's just that these two are not very friendly, the level is still high, there are eight levels.

If on Earth, let alone two eighth-level lives, that is, ten eighth-level lives, Ye Zhongming also has more than a dozen means to defeat them, but now, he has only a short sword equivalent to the green level.

The right hand waved, and the Ten Thousand Body Sword wanted to send out, but the result made Ye Zhongming stunned.

Useless!

Nothing!

A snake snake hissed angrily, and a tail twitched Ye Zhongming who failed to attack.

The huge impact force made Ye Zhongming grin, but soon stood up, his body flashed to the side, and he leaned toward the two opponents.

The eighth-level snake thought it was time to eat. After all, in this jungle, there are not many lives that can withstand their attack, and this small existence should be the same.

They turned around in the direction of Ye Zhongming at the same time, their huge bodies were extremely flexible, their hind paws grabbed the ground, and their bodies swayed greatly.

It's just that when they came to the side, they suddenly discovered that the human had reached a place close to them. Such a speed surprised them very much, and when they instinctively wanted to stretch their heads to bite, their bodies became heavy. .

Poof!

Blood spattered, the part under the head of a snake was cut open, and the **** gas began to disperse in the air.

The other snake found that his partner was injured, his angry body vacated under the force of four claws, and his head horn hit Ye Zhongming, who had just wielded his short sword.

The finger pressed lightly on the wounded snake and Ye Zhongming flashed to the side with the help of this force.

However, Ye Zhongming was not equipped after all. The first battle was a bit unsuitable. He didn't grasp the power well. He hid a little later, and the snake's horn rubbed on Ye Zhongming's body.

The King of Genting flew out again.

But like the first time, Ye Zhongming immediately stood up, and the body used the cover of the dense plants again to move in other directions.

The wounded snake could only lower his head at this moment, try to make the wound less bleeding, but the eyes in his eyes were already fierce, obviously he hated Ye Zhongming.

A layer of black armor appeared on Ye Zhongming's body at this moment. Just a moment before the snake horn hit him, he let the earth elf activate the black earth armor, the normal type.

It just seems that there is a crack on it, and it will break at any time.

Ordinary black soil armor can only last for an hour at most, and will also reduce the duration as it is attacked. Just this time, it has almost reached the limit of the armor.

If it is encountered head-on, it is estimated to be broken.

Ye Zhongming also found that here, the energy consumed by the elemental elves also increased. Such an ordinary black earth armor can definitely resist two or three frontal attacks of eighth-level life on earth, but now, it will be shattered by the rubbed edge. Too.

Once again, he repainted himself a black earth armor, and Ye Zhongming rushed up again, allowing the earth elf to continue to affect the two snakes with gravity.

After the dagger hits again, it is still the injured one. Because it wants to stop bleeding, it keeps its head down as much as possible and wants to squeeze the wound. This caused its inconvenience to move, Ye Zhongming's strange speed change and the influence of gravity, let one of its front paws be cut open!

Ye Zhongming learned to be good this time. After trying his best to cut the snake's claws, he did not pull out the dagger because the level is not enough and can only rely on the ability of the king of Genting itself. Instead, he changed the body slightly. At an angle behind the snake, a punch is aimed at its spine.

There was a crackling sound in the air, followed by a crisp bone crack.

The snake body swayed abruptly, lying on the ground without screaming, and lying on the ground.

Ye Zhongming's punch directly interrupted his spine!

The other snake had red eyes. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he suddenly entangled Ye Zhongming's body and began to exert force constantly, trying to squeeze this guy into minced meat.

Ye Zhongming didn't panic. He raised his hands deliberately, one hand pressed against the head of the snake that wanted to bite him off, and the other hand punched the body of the snake with one punch after another.

The stalemate lasted for almost a minute.

The black soil armor on Ye Zhongming's body was broken, the bones of his body made a crunching noise, and his face also turned red. Obviously, the snake's death twine made him uncomfortable.

But the King of Genting was not in a hurry, and continued to strike. Soon, this snake snake released Ye Zhongming a little bit, and just like his companion, he fell to the ground.

Ye Zhongming jumped down, retrieved his short sword, and went up to make a knife for the first dead snake that was still clean, and then began to cramp and peel.

The King of Genting is now a poor kid from scratch, everything is good, he intends to make a leather armor, bones and tendons are kept aside, the snake meat should also be brought a little, to prevent finding better here Food source.

After doing all this, he quickly left the scene, from encountering two snakes to finishing finishing work, he stayed here for at least seven or eight minutes, which is already very unsafe.

When his shadow disappeared, the two figures came from one direction. One of them was wearing a bronze mask and a black robe like a traction person. The other was the person who brought Ye Zhongming and others in.

"Beauty celestial body, it's really good! It's just the kind of armor that suddenly appeared on him?" the mask man questioned.

The instructor with colorful hair and pupils frowned and thought, "It's a bit like the gray dove's earth-closure technique, but I'm not sure."

The mask man nodded and looked at the direction of Ye Zhongming's disappearance: "This garbage seems to be okay."