Chapter 1295: Qin Shouye, shot (2/2)
Everyone's eyes glowed with red blood like a demon.
The life-threatening swordsman Yang Ping constantly releases a strong sword air to break through, but the pervasive blood mist in the air affects his state of mind.
”Oh!”
A very short-lived flaw was seized by a Necronomical Wing bird, and the other party turned into a streamer and got into his eyebrow.
”Om ...”
Yang Ping trembled, his eyes widened, and strange blood veins stretched around the corners of his eyes toward the temples.
Other Necromancers seized the opportunity and rushed towards Yangping.
The eyes of the latter were congested sharply, and the escalating killing breath burst out.
Furious!
remorse!
And the thick unwillingness turned into the last roar.
”Qin Shouye ...”
The roar resounded through the heavens and earth echoed in the **** jungle like a giant steamer.
Human nature dissipates quickly.
Bloody killings continue to awaken.
A pair of **** eyes invariably turned their eyes to Chu marks, everyone looked like a fierce beast ...
They don't have any fear in their expressions, and some are just indifferent.
The corners of Chu Hen's eyes were lightly condensed, and the palm of his hand moved, and the purple arc lingering over Bi Ran's sword instantly became brighter and brighter.
Qi Xiaoge Qin Shouye.
After waiting so long, it was finally shot.
”Don't be too embarrassed, the blood witch curse is a taboo evil ... all the people under control will be reduced to painless killing machines, and the combat power will be several times stronger ...”
Mo Qingli's voice sounded in Chu's ear.
...
”Wow!”
Before the words fell, a fierce, majestic figure rushed forward.
Chuchen's eyelids were lifted, a sword was raised, and a gorgeous sword arc dragged the light of lightning toward the other party. With a ”bang ...”, the sword light splashed, and the man's chest suddenly opened a wound crack The blood splattered in the air, and the opponent who was supposed to die was actually backwards by dozens of meters, but failed to fall ...
Waiting for Chu marks to make up the knife, a blast of violent blasting wind came around.
The icy sword-mang momentum was like rainbow, Chu mark flickered, and Baizhang sword-qi swept under him, and the ground was immediately swung out by a large, large gully.
At this moment, Yang Ping's hair was scattered and chaotic, and there was a lot of madness.
Despite being in control of reason, Jianzhao is still extremely powerful, and the blood-red pupils are fierce and fierce.
...
The ensuing powerful offensive brought Chu Hen into a passive state.
After all, everyone used to be ‘wishful,’ and many people have reservations. Now, everyone has no reservations, and is not even afraid of life and death.
A series of powerful offensives interspersed, Chu marks dodging repeatedly, looking for a breakthrough as much as possible.
...
”rumble!”
Rolling thunder shook the sky, the air lifted the sky.
The two huge axes were magnificent, and they split into Chu marks with the momentum of opening the sky.
”dead!”
A cold, dry voice roared from Ba Meng's throat.
Looking at the dark shadow that was approaching quickly, Chu Hen's eyes flashed coldly, and his abrupt sword that had been dodging and avoiding hit him before ...
”Oh!”
The rapid expansion of the Biran Sword flashing dazzling purple electricity instantly turned into a large lightsaber with a length of more than three meters. Inside and outside the lightsaber, thunder arcs intertwined ...
The sword is like a dragon, and the speed is like electricity.
A dull resounding ”Oh!”, Like a godlike Biran sword tearing the airflow, thundering through Ba Meng's chest ...
The blood soared, and the cyclone was like a note.
The sharp Jian Mang broke through the back of Ba Baeng, and was dazzling.
For anyone, this sword will die!
Of course, Ba Meng who suffered such a severe blow did not even frown, and the split-day double axe in his hand continued to split without any pause ...
Chuchen's pupils fainted.
Without any hesitation, immediately pulled back his sword.
Although Chu Hen's reaction speed has reached the limit, the powerful axe released by the double axe in Ba Meng's hand still gently stroked in front of Chu Hen ...
”boom!”
Like a sandbag being blown away, Chu marks slammed heavily on the wall of the previously destroyed Purgatory Peak. Two intersecting blood spots quickly appeared from the front of his chest ~ ~ Red placket.
...
Although Mo Qingli had reminded himself, Chu Hen did not expect that the 'Blood Witch Curse' had become so abnormal.
There was no pain at all.
Even the opponent's internal organs were shredded, and there was no sense of influence.
”Well ...”
Without giving Chu Chen any respite, the crowd rushed over like a monster again.
The forest-killing air became more intense, and the air velocity was particularly rapid.
”Let me do it!” Mo Qingli's tone seemed to sigh slightly.
However, Chu Hen stood up slowly, and his deep eyes were resolutely cold.
”No need to……”