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238 Arrow God

Looking at the palm of the veteran of the camp, which was obviously bleeding and injured, and with a satisfied smile on his face, the rescued pirate was a little puzzled: "You...?"

"What do you think I am? I heard that you have a girl who looks good. I am not married yet. I plan to introduce you to me after the war. I don't want to save you!"

The speeches of the soldier-like pirates sounded so touching in this battlefield of blood and fire.

"It hurts so much! I've been stabbed for you. Remember to introduce my wife to me after the war!"

Not far away, another veteran from the camp was doing the same thing, and his way of speaking was still so ruffian.

These vulgar languages ​​sound far more touching than the bold words of those literati.

"Crazy! Are you tired? How about changing positions with me and going to the back to take a rest?"

"I'm so tired! I'm fucking fucking!"

Rounds of vulgar languages ​​were rising one after another on the battlefield. The Liangshan bandits responsible for blocking did not understand. They were clearly walking on the edge of life and death, so why all the people had smiles on their faces, calm! Calm!

When I was helping my comrades block the knife, my brows frowned and I knew it was very painful, but my eyes were filled with smiles! It seemed that I was not blocking the knife, but snatching a hundred gold coins from my comrades, and I was so happy.

No one is afraid of death. The reason why Liangshan can dominate the world is because they make other people's bodies into pools of blood every time. Today, the Fengya Formation Sharp Knife of the Clan is a bit faster than the Death Scythe. The person who stood in front of Zhang Feng subconsciously dodged to the side.

The man holding two strange knives in front of him is not a human being! His bright red blood all came from the enemy's body, and his excited and weird smile was more like Shura from hell.$$

"Hurry! Hurry! Stop them! Where are the magicians?" Li Kui immediately shouted loudly: "Magics form magic circles! Activate large-scale magic of destruction! Don't take into account your companions! Use magic to smash into their formation first, hurry up!"

In the distance, more than 150 earth magicians gathered together, and a second-level magician stood in the center to preside over. The water elements with super lethality gathered, and the magic completion rate increased.

Zhang Feng and Gu Lie seemed to have not heard Li Kui's roar, nor did they feel the fluctuations of magic. They just rushed out with their brothers in the camp. This was an unnamed order, and as for the rest, they were not the matter they were concerned about.

Boss! Since you have not explained the matter of dealing with magic, then you have to believe Boss! When the pirates were still a little worried, the special forces and the veterans in the camp had no doubt at all, and they resolutely carried out the assault mission explained by the nameless!

One hundred thousand troops can't all gather together! Of course, it is impossible to succeed if they use the chiseling tactics like this! But they are scattered around in all directions? It is not impossible to just seek breakthroughs and retreats!

The magic had just completed three points, and a sharp arrow of lightning pierced the magic shield of the second-level magic ground, drilled into the magic head, and finally completely exploded the power hidden in it, and the entire head completely exploded into a rotten persimmon.

The magician who presided over the magic circle suddenly died, and the unfinished magic progress was backwards. A magician just jumped out to take charge of the overall situation. Wuming shot another arrow.

"Oh!" Li Kui sighed. This is the use of the fifth-level master in the war! If he is not injured, he can still block the opponent and buy time for the magician team to cast magic. Now he has no masters to cooperate with the magician team, which is too passive.

"This is your last sigh."

Domotoki's words made a verdict like the god of death. Li Kui reached out and grabbed a person without thinking and threw him directly at Domotoki who had swept from the sky.

In this world, the only one who can fight against the demon sword is the nameless knife! Domotoki smiled coldly. The demon sword in his hand was slashed out casually, and the person who was thrown did not even scream. He was cut in half and blood rain drifted around.

Li Kui was already completely afraid of Domotoki. At this time, there was no leisure command team. He turned around and fled back quickly.

Domotoki had no intention of playing with a cat and a mouse. He spread his flesh wings and shot straight to Li Kui. Yang Zhi had been killed by Wuming. If Li Kui escaped this competition, anyone who wins and loses can be seen. Three cold arrows were released in a row, and three Liangshan magicians fell down. The fourth magician seemed to have not seen the death of the first three companions, and stood up again without hesitation.

Wuming's eyebrows flicked slightly. The people in Liangshan were indeed very different from pirates. They lost Song Qing, Li Kui, and the commander-in-chief of the battlefield. Most of them still did not panic at all and continued to do their most efficient attack.

Capture the king first! This law that has not changed forever has finally changed in Liangshan. The death of the commander can only arouse the more fierce character of the Liangshan bandits and cannot cause any damage to their minds.

Seven arrows were released in the blink of an eye, and the eighth magician was too lazy to even spread the magic shield, so he walked out again with big strides.

"Since that's the case, let's die."

Wuming's eyes suddenly became completely cold. For the sake of the special forces and for everyone in the camp, he didn't mind becoming a bloody butcher of death with his hands covered in blood.

Storm Technique! Wind Gene suddenly used its body, hundreds of wind blades brought out the sound of breaking through the air, and all the mages who did not support the magic shield died immediately. More than thirty mages who supported the magic shield avoided the fate of being killed by the wind blade because of the magic shield, but still could not escape the fate of death. The Thousand Killing Knife instantly killed the mages.

Zhao Feiyan hugged Wuming's neck tightly, and blood splattered beside her, but the man in front of her couldn't feel any emotion. When he killed someone, he completely blocked all his emotions, as if he was just a machine that existed to massacre creatures.

Zhao Feiyan suddenly felt a heartache. Under this cold appearance, she felt a heart crying. Perhaps even Wuming herself did not notice it. It was the crying sound of the killing machine tired of fighting. Only sensitive women could feel it.

Kill kill kill kill...

The moment he landed in the air and fell into the siege, Wuming's eyes were all bright red blood, and the Thousand Killing Knife in his hand was almost instinctively waving. Anyone who was close to him immediately had his head and head different from his body.

Kill! Only crazy killing can attract more main forces! Only the special forces members have the safer chance!

People are never afraid of death. When the 500th man fell under the nameless sword, when he looked at the ground all around him, the Liangshan bandits finally began to feel the terror for the first time.

This man may eventually be cut down! But when will it be? Who cut him down? Do you still have a chance to see that moment?

The moment the army stagnated, meteor-like arrows shot out from a distance silently, and the warrior's instinct, Wuming slashed out the sword from his hand.

clang! Bang! Boom!

Wuming's wrist was shocked, and his feet, which had never left the standing position, took several steps to stand firm. He woke up from the killing of the machinery and looked in surprise in the direction where the silent arrow flew.

He was greeted not by the master of the archery, but by three silent arrows that were almost indistinguishable from each other!

The barrier of the wind!

A spiral wind rose out of nowhere next to Wuming. The silent arrow instantly changed the orbit a little and pierced more than a dozen Liangshan bandits!

The silent arrow attack was very effective, but after suppressing the sound of breaking the air, even Hua Rong, the world's number one archer, could not keep the power of the arrow at its highest level.

The ordinary magic of long-range attacks is invalid, and the silent arrow is also invalid! Wuming held a sword in his hand and looked at the battlefield without moving. The huge pressure faintly emerged from behind the crowd. Only those who are archers can understand the feeling of being locked up.

It is much stronger than Lei Heng! Wuming doesn't move, and the new battle in his body can rotate in his body. Facing the contemporary first archer, the energy and spirit are integrated to the most perfect arrow, even if the sixth-level master comes, he will not dare to relax.

"Flying Swallow!"

Zhao Lengtong let out a long roar, and the sword in his hand slashed the surrounding soldiers, rushed to Wuming and said, "Sister, come here quickly! Wuming has no time to protect you now!"

Zhao Feiyan hugged Wuming tightly, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and then she relaxed his neck: "I won't be a burden to you..."

The short words reveal the sign of Zhao Feiyan's maturity.

"Follow me!"
Chapter completed!
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