Chapter 225 (1/2)

“Our head is tough!”

Wang Lihu’s eyes were full of worship. He had three arrows in his body, in the abdomen, shoulders and arms. Blood oozing from the wound, and with several bloody wounds, his face gradually became white.

Ye Qiu and Liu Tieguo’s situation is not very impressive. The dragon’s use of the sleeve arrow is a real weapon. The lethality is so fierce. They can survive in the arrow rain. It is quite good.

It was Wang Yongjia, who was not shot by a short arrow. As a boss, Wang Lihu would subconsciously protect him.

“Gu Qianxue, help me look after them!”

Xiao Luo rushed to the ancient Qiang, and then the whole person turned into a black lightning and rushed toward the group of stunned dragons at an unmatched speed. The fierce atmosphere increased successively.

“咣~”

The remaining twelve archers only noticed that the blade light flashed, and then the hot liquid emerged from the throat. The subconsciously reached out and touched it. It was suddenly seen and shivering, and it was full of incredulity.

Blood, the whole palm is hot blood!

Then, it was an unimaginable pain that rushed to the brain. They threw away the long knife in their hands, and all of them slammed the neck of the spurting blood and lay down on the ground, twitching and doing the last struggle before death.

Xiao Luo stood still, motionless, blood-stained long knife pointed to the ground, and the cold-slaughter’s killing temper came out from him.

The remnants of the dragon help the elite to feel a shudder from the soul, blink of an eye to kill their twelve companions, how fast and how strong this knife!

“哼哼哼~”

At this moment, Xiao Luo released the bloodthirsty demon inside, and he smiled coldly, and his tongue suddenly burst into a sharp scream, with tyranny, with a sly, rushing, like a wolf into the flock, big The killing of the ring, the direction of the blade, are broken hands and tragic mourning.

“pu~”

The long knife runs through the chest of a black clothed man, flipping it ninety degrees, pulling out, the body of the black clothed man is dismembered, and the five viscera and six bowels fall from the chest and sprinkle on the ground. It’s bloody, this madness and very ruthless makes people feel trembled.

Kill Kill Kill !

Xiao Luo’s face is distorted by fierceness and excitement, and the attack is no room left. It is like a bath Asura blood!

The original calm dragons were also showing their fear at this time. Although they all wore masks, their slightly trembling body and slow movements exposed their minds at the moment. Who is the amount? To such a terrifying opponent, you will be shocked.

“Son name Xiao!”

Loudly shouted tremors the night sky, like the anger that is suppressed to the extreme, a man dressed in black clothed, wearing a mask mask but different from other masks locks Xiao Luo, rushing from a distance.

He is cold, and his mask is as cold and indifferent as his name. There is no emotion at all.

The speed suddenly reached the limit, and the distance with Xiao Luo quickly zoomed in. The axe smashed out, the hands swung across the waist, and the residual image of the road flowed in the air, and the four-handed axe tore the air out, wrapped in a sharp, very ruthless breath. Go to Xiao Luo and rim.

“sou sou sou ~”

The six-handed axe, six directions, almost fills the entire space, completely annihilating Xiao Luo’s retreat!

Xiao Luo Like the devil like jié jié sneer, the long knife is full of waving, fast, accurate, and Mars splashing, the three-handed axe is blocked by his fierce, and the other three handles dodge.

Looking at Xiao Luo’s response to the axe’s neutral, the cold surface rushed, with the momentum of madness suddenly leaping, holding the axe in the air, the cold axe went straight to Xiao Luo’s head and cut down.