Chapter 815： Reborn (2) (2/2)
For a moment, Zuo Nuo and others clenched the soldiers' blades in their hands, and the temperature in their eyes faded in an instant. At this moment, they were like a group of beasts who wiped out human nature, staring at the murderous eyes and searching for them. Every close to the prey!
The blood splashed in an instant, dyed the square of the floating city, the strong **** smell, and swept the entire floating city along the wind.
The monsoon smoke will take the evil sword out of the space soul jade, the slender and gorgeous sword is held in the hand, and her side has surrounded more than a dozen members of the Red Blood Brigade.
The sudden cocking of Linghe and others made the Red Blood Brigade beaten by some people, but they have already seen clearly. Among the group, the real leader is not Linghe, but the young girl in front of her.
As long as the monsoon smokes, the Linghe they are no longer a problem.
The people who made up their minds and thieves first smashed the king and immediately flew toward the monsoon smoke.
The monsoon smoke stood still in the same place, and the corner of his mouth evoked a smile of evil spirits.
She didn't move half a point, but at the moment when countless swords were about to touch her body, a black shadow was lightning fast, and it was like a black whirlwind, mixed with cold light, sweeping the surrounding monsoon body. All enemies!
Those people didn’t even have time to see it. The true face of the shadows was cut off in a flash. The cold manggle flashed through their waists. They didn’t feel the pain, but they suddenly saw the hot blood. Suddenly ejected from their waists!
The sound of the cymbals sounded one after another, and none of the people who fell on the ground were complete. They were all cut off.
In front of the monsoon smoke, a tall body stood tall, and the handsome Yang Lan, like an irresistible God of War, holding a blood-stained three-pointed two-edged knife, blocked in front of the monsoon smoke.
The corner of the monsoon smoke evoked a smile, her eyes skipped the crowd and looked at Meng Fusheng, who was shocked.
”How much skill do I have, you open your eyes, see clearly, look carefully.”