Chapter 449： 峥嵘 (2/2)
”Bastard!” The big man was furious, struggling to push his companion, and the sword greeted him. He didn't care about the sticks and the manure fork, but the torch that swung the roots was sloppy, and the inside of the night of bliss Decoration, it can not be overstated with the inch of gold, if it is a fire, then he will be finished!
The silver sword light blew out like a stream of water, proving that the big man is a master, at least he has the thunderbolt skills, the opponent's dozens of torches are very different, and some will fly over the heads of the group of professionals. The first hit the wall and turned to the stairs, but the water-like sword light at the moment of the bloom, almost hit all the torches at the same time, the burning flame was immediately broken, the torch was also smashed, But the piece of splashing oil star is uncontrollable, sticking to the wall, falling between the floors, leaving countless stains.
The big man licked his mouth and sighed again and again, and the adults blamed it. Who will take responsibility?
The believers have already seized the maids who can't walk. However, because the opposite Hanhan show showed great strength, they still dare not rashly smack their hands. In the screams, the maid dragged down and succumbed to each other.
”Give me the guy!” The great man reluctantly controlled the anger of his heart, and said coldly: ”Then immediately get out, today, I will not pursue it, otherwise...”
”Go to your mother!” Some of the believers immediately smashed up. They are invincible in the Lord's House. They are also invincible here, and naturally they will not be convinced.
”Brothers, don't be afraid, that guy is scaring us!”
”Come here, come over!” Some believers shouted with their feet.
The great man had a long sword in his hand, but his body remained in place.
The top-ranking believers stepped back involuntarily. In fact, neither side has much enthusiasm. One side fears the strength of the other side, but one party does not dare to actually hurt anyone. But when the big man figure does not move, the believers begin to refuse to admit defeat. Drinking and screaming, ”Set fire, burn here!” A believer shouted.
”Do you dare?!” The big man roared.
”Set fire... set fire...” Hearing the reminder of his companions, the emotions of the believers suddenly became inspiring. If they were allowed to attack the big man, they were really afraid. For them, it was a terrible Lion, but when it comes to arson, it becomes much simpler.
I didn't pay any attention to the roar of the big man. One by one, the torch was thrown to the wall, even hanging on the crystal chandelier, burning the gorgeous ceiling. The professional immediately became alarmed. The night of bliss is not a fortress. There are no defensive facilities, so going on will make a big disaster.
At this moment, a burly figure strode out from the door, and a giant sword in his hand was like a windmill. Those unprepared believers were cut down in pieces, although the people did not release their fighting skills, but they won. In the height of the arm, and the giant sword in the hand is also large enough, heavy enough, a sword can be swift, you can easily cut down a few believers.
There are not only believers but also priests, but most of the priests are selected from these geniuses. They have hardly cultivated the magic of light. The difference between them and believers is that the latter has their own work and they donate themselves monthly. The 'belief', while the former is working for the Holy See, obeying the teachings of the Holy See. In terms of strength, they are ordinary people and cannot resist the slaughter of real professionals.
The tragedy and sorrow were heard, and the frightened believers and priests shunned to the sides and shivered against the wall. Not everyone has the qualification to challenge the rules. The reality gives them a terrible lesson. However, they may not have the opportunity to sum up their own lessons.
”You... are you crazy?!” The big man was a surprise, half panic. There was a tragedy of mass killings here. He was blamed for the crimes.
”The adults have orders.” Mo Xinke smiled: ”kill all the mobs!” In the speech of Mo Xinke, the bright red liquid ran down the giant sword, dripping on the floor, dripping on the desperate On the maid, in a blink of an eye, Moxenko had cut down more than 20 members of the church alone, and the broken body was screaming and screaming, and it did not affect him. The one was not very good-looking. Big face, always laughing.
In fact, none of Han Jin’s friends, including Moxie and Sasou, is a good class, and Han Jin saw it when everyone first gathered together, even if it seems to be the least threatening. Sasio, not afraid to get the blood of others, as long as there are enough reasons to shoot. They have been quiet until today, but because of personal strength, there is no chance to release their embarrassment.
”Adult? Who are you??” the big man asked.
”You don't even know me? Remember, my name is Moxinke!” Moxike said as he reached out and helped the maid sitting on the ground, and said proudly, this kind of thing has not been seen for a long time. At this moment, Mo Xinke only felt a kind of long-lost pride and full of chest. When he was in a good mood, he became polite to the maid. ”You have nothing to do?”
Poor the waitress died and died, and saw the Moxike big killing the Quartet, leaving so many horrible bodies in the field, not fainting on the spot is good, and where can I answer the question of the Moxie branch?
”It turned out to be an adult of Moss!” The big man showed a ecstatic look and said: ”Some of you, immediately save the fire, the rest of the people come with me, kill them! Kill these bastards!!” The voice just fell, that Dahan has jumped out of the platform and raised his own long-sword with silver light, and Mo Xinke once again raised a giant sword and rushed toward the believers.
Compared with the believers who went to the night of bliss, the followers who attacked the original squad of the Rapids had to wake up earlier, and of course, died faster.
Chitke tore off a piece of rag and wiped the blood on the dagger. Then he closed the dagger and turned to look at Siniel.
”What the **** is going on?” Xiannier asked with a frown.
Chiquek’s men sweated a lot, and even things were unclear. Can’t help but open the bow and kill? I don’t know that Siniel has his own style. If you are reasonable, then she will also make sense. If you come to kill and set fire, then she will definitely launch the attack at the first time. The believers wield their arms and shouted. How can she manage a lot when she rushes in?