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They never thought that Zhan Fei would use the world destroying armor here.

And when it all comes true, they are already very clear

The monsoon smoke is dead!

There is no profession in the world that can be compared with the exterminator. Even if the monsoon smoke is also the exterminator, it can't be Zhan Fei's opponent at all.

They waited, waiting for the moment when the monsoon smoke was taken off Zhan Fei's head!

Yang Jian stood still in front of the body of the monsoon smoke, and the wooden body made a sound of cracking under the strong pressure.

The sound is very light, but it is all introduced into the ears of monsoon smoke.

There was a strange flash in the eye of the monsoon smoke.

The original purpose of building Yang Jian was to carry ore, not fight, so the wood on Yang Jian was just taken by her at will, not invincible.

"Yang Jian, step down." The sound of monsoon smoke was heard.

Yang Jian's body slightly shakes. After a moment of dullness, it slowly retreats to one side.

She will not let Yang Jian fight Zhan Fei under such circumstances.

Monsoon smoke stood up from the chair, half squinting at the murderous Zhan Fei. The past laziness was scattered in those clear eyes, with a trace of cold.

"This is the annihilation armor?" The calm opening of the monsoon smoke.

Zhan Fei proudly raised his chin. With his slight move, the world destroying armor on his body made a slight noise.

"Little girl, it's your honor to see the annihilation armor before you die."

The monsoon smoke suddenly chuckled, shook his head slightly, and looked at Zhan Fei with a kind of pity, "is it an honor? I'm so sorry, you I don't think it's very strange. "

When the voice of monsoon smoke fell to the ground, her fingertips gently opened her lapel, revealing the same collar as Zhan Fei on her neck, as well as the shining mark of the world destroying armor!

Zhan Fei's eyes flashed a little.

The monsoon smoke released its hand calmly, hiding the armor mark that can't be moved in sight behind the skirt again.

"This kind of thing is not unique to you, and It doesn't seem to be that great either. " The monsoon smoke looks at Zhan Fei like a smile, and his tone is casual and lazy.

"You're the destroyer, too?" Zhan Fei narrowed his eyes. Unexpectedly, the weak ghost in front of him was the same occupation as him.

The monsoon smoke shrugged.

Zhan Fei said with a sneer, "no wonder you are so young that you can become the Lord of Jicheng, but..." His eyes flashed a bit of sinister, and his dark golden spear was suddenly lifted. The sharp spear tip was only half a finger away from the eyebrow of the monsoon smoke!

"The exterminators are not all the same!"

The face of monsoon smoke didn't show a little fear, but the corner of the mouth raised a smile. The lazy eyes seemed to have never seen the near threat, directly to Zhan Fei's eyes.

"I know that very well." The monsoon smoke chuckled and opened her mouth. She pretended to raise her hand inadvertently, and her palm crossed the gun point in front of her eyebrow.