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In the crowd, Feng Li’s face was calm, and even though he was in danger, he still did not change his color.
No personal blood is like a tiger into the flock, one shot and one, and the person brought by Feng Li is no one is the enemy of the blood!
Turning his head slightly, Fengli saw Bai Yang on their side, his eyes flashing, and then he sang:
"Return"!
The voice fell, and in white, he reached out and touched his waist. A soft sword appeared in his hand, shaking like a snake, his figure fluttering, and the ghosts rushed to the blood!
"Don't you say that this Fengsan less will not be martial arts? You have promised me, is this guaranteed?"
Poplar asked the blue frost that stayed with him.
Blue frost "..."!
He couldn't answer this question. When he vowed to say that Fengli would not be martial arts, he was beaten up.
"Can you see what state he is?"
Look at the expression of the blue frost, I know that he is also aggressive, Bai Yang asked:
I have known that Fengli is not easy. I didn’t expect it to be installed. God knows what other means are hidden.
"It should be a bloody warrior, and I am taller than me and Niu Jian!"
Blue frost frowned.
"Give me death"!
On the other hand, Feng Li has not been able to get close to the blood, and the other party screams, and the long gun in his hand smashes the air and makes a dull sobbing and accurate thorn to the door of Fengli.
When the eyes were condensed, Feng Li did not dare to pick it up, and the body was covered with a gun.
However, the blood was completely swept by a long gun in his hand and directly drawn to the door of Fengli.
The gun was too fast and the wind was blowing like a knife on the face of Feng Li, which made him look a little panic.
There is a gap in the realm, and the speed and power are too great. You can only use the soft sword in your hand to stop it.
With this anti-shock force, Feng Li retreats a dozen meters and his face is slightly white.
"Help me, he can't make the name of the blood alone."
Poplar said to Blue Cream.
"Okay, but you must be careful with the young master...you protect Mr. Bai"
Blue Frost nodded, and confessed to other people, the long sword came out of the sheath, rushing past a sword stabbed to the heart of the blood.
After the blue frost started, the cows and brothers who were in the mouth but did not shoot clearly understood the meaning, no longer worked hard, and also besieged the blood.
Blue Frost Niu Jian is a six-blooded warrior. Feng Li is a bloody warrior. Together with Niu Jian’s two younger brothers and Niu Huahua, he is also a warrior. Six people are besieging their blood, but the results are not satisfactory.
"This surname of blood is worthy of being a nine-hearted warrior, even if it is affected by the devil's pepper, but with the terrible physical quality and fighting intuition and playing with them, and also attacking more, no matter the power. Or the speed is faster than the other people's section, it is impossible to take him, this is the humanoid monster is not running..."
The poplar is quite speechless in the distance, and it is terrible after the military is strong.
"I also helped in the past"
Lan Xin looked at Bai Yang and said that he took out the short sword and rushed over to join the battle group.
"Girls' homes, it’s not cute to fight and kill."
Poplar pouts.
Oh...The blood was swept across the gun, and the cow was hard and hard, and the silk was not moving. Instead, Niu Jian, who was known for his strength, retreated a few meters away. Then he shot a backhand and stabbed it, forced the blue frost to retreat, and the long gun round forced the others back. Also aiming at Feng Li to kill the past...
The depression in Fengli’s heart can be imagined. I didn’t ask you to provoke you to kill you. The Lord is watching the play over there, you are the past.
Depressed is depressed, but he can't say that I am not Poplar, Poplar is over there, that is too unethical, and I can't be a man in the future.
When the battle was over there, Zhao Shihu’s pillars were brought back, and in addition to catching the two captives, the others were all slippery.
"Young Master, this is the seven-headed family and the four-headed family of Hongyan Mountain. We have been caught by us."
Zhao Shi pointed to two people who were in a coma.
"Well, tie them up and bring them the collar."
Feel free to explain the sentence, this time no time to take care of the prisoners, once again look at the other side of the battle.
Although they have a lot of blue frost, but the blood is too strong, it is obviously at a disadvantage.
When did this go?
After watching it for more than ten minutes, there was still no result. Instead, it was blue frost. They were dangerous and shook their heads. Bai Yang rushed over and shouted:
"The surname of blood, you admit the wrong person, Laozi is here!"
When talking, Poplar reached out and pointed at the blood, the meaning is self-evident, the Zhao Shihuzi column on the side of the second they understand.
"..."
"The surname is white, Lao Tzu has killed you!"
The blood was a little bit, then roared, and I didn’t know whether it was anger or shame. Why did I play for a long time? I actually admit the wrong person, just walking the dog...
He immediately left other people fiercely rushing to Poplar.
"Not good, fast protect the young master"
Blue cream and other people's face changed greatly, but the speed could not keep up with the blood, and the protection was too late.
Oh...
Beside the Bai Yang, there are five high-level machines rushing to the blood to open the fire. The long-length flame is ejected from the muzzle, and the bullets smashed through the air and roared out!
The body that rushed over the blood stopped abruptly, and kept going back. The blood of the singer's voice bloomed on him!
"sleeping,
What is his body, is it iron? The bullets of the high plane can't be shredded. They can only wear the flesh like ordinary bullets. This is just a warrior of nine blood, and even more powerful is not to use shells to deal with it?"
The white poplar that saw this scene was shocked.
It is estimated that it has become a shoal of mud when the individual is shot by five high-level machines, but it is a terrible thing to keep the body intact.
In spite of this, the blood is still dead, and I can't say a word. I was bombarded by five high-ranking machines. It is useless to martial arts. * Strong as if he was too good, he was beaten like a sieve. .
Fengli blue cream Niu Jian, they all fixed their movements, watching the direction of Poplar stunned and could not speak.
This is the first time they saw the high-altitude fire on their own eyes. It was so easy to kill them with a few bloody attacks.What weapon is that? How could it be so terrible that the mountain people who can’t count on the martial arts can kill the nine warriors, so what is the use of our martial arts?
The amount, the picture in front of me, actually let these warriors who practiced in the winter and practiced three or nine times began to doubt life...
"call……"
The kitten, who had been nervously guarding the front of the poplar, took a long sigh of relief and turned to look at the white-yang smile.
"Oh, nothing."
Poplar touched the kitten's head.
Then look to others to say:
"Don't lie, clean the battlefield to treat the wounded and burn all the bodies."
After everyone was busy, Poplar whispered to Zhao Shi around him:
"Now let a few people go back to the village, find the grandfather of the village, let him find a way to get a group of reliable mountain people, the more the better, after the Red Rock Mountain is ours, people can not do it."
"Good young master"
Zhao Shi nodded and arranged to go back in person.
"White brother, what is that?"
At this time, Lan Xin came to Bai Yang with a look of surprise and pointed at the high machine in the hands of the tiger.
Others are also waiting, listening to the answer of Poplar.
"good stuff"
Poplar sent them in a sentence, joking, will I tell you about this kind of thing?
Everyone is disappointed, but this is the secret of others.
The place where the gaze can be seen, the poplar frowns slightly, and always feels that something is missing...
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