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Damn it…
In the night of killing the sound, the sudden laughter continued to come.
On the bloody street, the giant of the Brotherhood, Morris leaned against the door of a grocery store and gasped, pulling out a non-trailer on his shoulder.
Beside him, the elite of a brotherhood has fallen, and the same headless dagger is inserted in the back of the head.
Morris, the gangster’s human trafficking giant, panted and waved, stopping the killer Layork who was about to rush to the roof.
"Can't chase! X is just trying to make us exhausted. ”
In the distance, Blood Bottle Gang's 'flying knife clown', on the roof, flew away, leaving a laugh all the way.
"But this way, we will be harassed by him to death – the clown is a Psionic warrior, much stronger than the average Psionic."
Layork jumped down the street and looked at the five remaining elite wounds around him, frowning.
Morris took a deep breath and made a clear analysis: "Xes, and The Ghost of the Wind, are carefully selected to contain us through unique abilities, hindering us from going to other people and facilitating them. The Supra class has a strong hand to slaughter our elite, and – even if the clown is killed by a flying knife,"
"It’s better than the one he led to Air Mystic."Morris stood up in a dignified manner and waved his hand.
Mystic, those people – those disasters that can't be provoked.
"The retreat order should have been passed out. The same order will be issued by the judge. The number of people we can live depends on their luck."
Layork frowned.
Morris waved to the elite and the group continued to leave.
The killer followed Morris and carefully advised:
"Because of these 'Air Wall', we have been detouring, and everyone else is probably the same…"
"If we can find Mystic directly, then -"
Halfway through, Layork's words were interrupted by Morris:
"No way?"
"Don't think about finding that guy!"Under Layork's incomprehensible eyes, Morris is unquestionable and directly vetoes his subordinate proposal. His tone is categorical: "Remember, unless he kills you – never go to Mystic!"
Looking at Morris's faint expression, Layork suddenly screamed and frowned:
Mystic, is it really so scary?
"This is the kingdom. Mystic doesn't dare to show up easily. He has to rely on the running dogs to kill us, and this is our only life."
Morris gritted his teeth, revealing a sly expression.
"Let the group of self-righteous hypocrites look at the Brotherhood and see the strength of our 'inferior people'!"
"We haven't been able to compare the blood of the Blood Bottle Gang!"
"Even if we can't get out, Black Sword will avenge us!"
"Even if the enemy is Mystic!"
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In a dark house, only an old candle is burning.
"You mean, are all of us in Red Square Street?" Up to now, except for a few thugs, a responsible person has not come out? ”
Nasri nodded, kneeling on his knees, respectfully and fearfully facing his head boss, "The Sleepless Eye" Kobyrant Lance reported:
"I have just taken over the shift of the whistle, and the first batch of people who rushed out will arrive. According to them, after the Morris adults ordered the retreat, the first few people who wanted to rush out were intercepted by the bald Spencer and Dorno. Until recently, the bald Spencer and Dorno died at the entrance to Red Square Street, and they safely rushed out. ”
No one knows how old the "The Sleepless Eye" Kobyrant Lance is, and only knows that from the day the Black Street Brotherhood was founded, he was the giant responsible for intelligence gathering, mysterious and weird, the darkness in the dark, the secret of the secret.
He will always hide himself under a dark red cloak, revealing only the dry and thin chin, and the person he can stare at will feel the deep chill.
Lance indulged for a while and asked slowly:
“Spencer and Dorno are both Twelfth and Strong, and Spencer is extremely tough, and Dorno is good at camouflage sneak attacks, killing both of them, at least 13 Generals. Is Layork? Is Moria? Or is Adrienne or Taryn brother? Or is it the two giants of Qincha and Morris? Didn't you find someone responsible? ”
Lance's words are nothing, like the one coming from another room.
Nasri shook his head and tried to contain the fear in his heart.
It’s a misstep, Morris will probably be very dissatisfied with me – Lance silently thinks that it’s still on the surface.
It is time to clean up the mice in the meeting.
The fraternity, the team formed by a group of old guys 12 years ago, is different after all.
Lance smiled amazedly and waved to Nasri to order.
"Wake up and activate all of The Sleepless in the XC area! Regardless of their alert period, no. ”
"People who sent the second whistle and the third whistle to the Red Square Street! From the roof to the sewer, even how many hairs grow on the legs of each flying black fly, I have to know clearly! ”
"Yes!"
"Let those who escaped carefully recall the details on the street, pick the first whistle and sneak into Red Square Street one by one, and set up sentinels without sacrifice. Flying pigeons, signal flares, torches, no matter what you use, at least contact Qinqin and Morris! I want a channel from Black Street to Red Square Street to pass the message unimpeded! ”
"Yes!"
"The people who sent the fourth whistle went to other sites, from the black street to the waste house, the stinking ditch to the sewer, the big market to the Xichengmen, and fully guarded! The more this time, the less able to relax the alert of the headquarters! ”
"Yes!"
"The fifth whistle is divided into two teams! A team informed the other giants in the meeting that the team immediately rushed to Eckstedt Kingdom and pulled the old guy Ramon back! If he does not want to, he said that this is the will of Black Sword! ”
"Yes!"
Both Richard and Morris are among the Big Six, not a vegetarian. Blood Bottle Gang wants to trap them in at no cost! Lance lowered his head and stroked the ruby ring on his hand.
That fat man, after all, is the character who can be the black Sword! As for the high-pitched piano, hey, something harder than his fist, probably only his character.
Also, Lance thought secretly, and Edmund's dead cook…
The outcome is still undecided.
The expression under Lance's cloak suddenly changed, and he found that his subordinates were not normal.
"Do you have anything to say?"
"Yes!"Nasri squats coldly and bites his teeth:
"The brothers of the patrol whistle just found out that the nephews who found the huts have all escaped!"
"We only grabbed a part of it and now we are in the dungeon and ready to torture."
Lance's chin moved slightly.
The Sleepless Eye asked calmly: "What is torture?"
Nasri squeezed his fist, slammed his head, and spit out the news:
"Quide Rhoda, died in the waste house!"
"His deputy, Nayer Rick is outside, looking for you!"
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"Go down, hide."Jala's tone is getting cold again.
"This battle can't be avoided."
Thales quickly slid down and stumbled over a hidden stone pier, smashing a black cloth over his nose.
Although it is already bloody around.
Thales had just breathed two, and Jala next to him was impatient and went straight to the roof.
The female bartender has a back flip, the upper body folds back, and both hands press the ground, as if to avoid a hidden weapon.
"Xiu!"
As Jala turned around, Thales heard a rush of wind rang through the streets!
Then, Jala fell from the roof and the double knives on her legs had already reached her hands.
Wolf legs knife smashed out!
A few bursts of wind, hurried away.
In the sound of not recognizing things, Thales only heard the sound of "snap" two clothes fluttering, and did not know if Jala was in the middle.
Then, a gray, thin figure appeared on the street.
"Hey, isn't this a female bartender at Sunset Bar, wearing goggles, is it going to swim?"
"Don't be so surprised. After all, I used to hide my looks and have been to Black Street for a drink."
"What are you wearing today? It’s a pity that the weather is not good, otherwise we are lovers. ”
A feminine and weird voice, a scornful and inferior tone.
Jala never had much to say when she was fighting. She gently kneeled down on one knee. Thales knew that this was a precursor to her efforts.
The man in the gray coat walked a few steps forward, and under the faint moonlight, he could barely see the tattoo on his face.
"Maybe I should introduce myself, under Midira Rolf, you can call me – 'The Ghost of the Wind'."
Thales has a tight heart – another twelve strong.
"By the way, the bartender sister, did you get rid of Dorno and Spencer?"
"Don't misunderstand, in fact, I hate those scourges, but adults have orders -"
Jala starts the acceleration without warning!
In the next moment, Jala, who is silent, has already galloped in front of him.
The bizarre double-knife angle cuts out at the same time and changes direction at the same time.
Even kill the knife!
Thales shouted excitedly in his heart.
Watching Jala play so many fields, killing and killing in the crowd, to say that there is no hope of strengthening in the heart, and the thirst for power, it is a lie.
But Rolf disappeared into the air!
Double knife hollowed out.
Didn't work? Thales has a tight heart.
Jala didn't stop at all, a spinning step, and the wolf's knife in the right hand was eager to go to the air!
ting!
A crisp metal strike.
Rolf's figure reappeared on Jala's right hand side and stepped back two steps.
"Hey, how do you do with Layork," Rolf gently bounced the sleeve sword on his left hand, and said helplessly: "Can the killer of your brotherhood know my position?" Also, why don't you like to say –"
But before he finished speaking, a wolf-leg knife flew at him!
Instant kill knife.
"Calling!"
The wind around Rolf was so loud that the wolf-legged knife in midair was blown to flight.
When
Then he was shot by a sword.
But Jala's figure was instantly in front of The Ghost of the Wind, almost no slower than a flying knife!
Before he had time to react, the female bartender had a left-handed backhand and ran across Rolf's chest!
Is it in the middle?
Thales was so excited that he waited for this kind of "instantaneous killing knife" to build merit.
But he was disappointed to see that the gray coat on Rolf was agitated, flying at an incredible speed against gravity.
The danger is dangerously staggered, this will kill a knife!
But Thales felt that this Rolf's dodge was a bit embarrassing, because his figure was vaguely visible, and there was no trace of it before.
Jala wants to continue to assault, but at the foot is like being invisible by something invisible, unable to sustain her unstoppable attack.
The power of the wind? Thales bowed his head and silently recalled the knowledge of his previous life.
The female bartender silently stepped back and provoked another wolf-legged knife on the ground, waiting for the next opportunity.
“It’s a good risk, is a bartender’s bartender having this strength?”
Rolf gently wiped a scratch on his waist and abdomen, his face was not pleasant.
The wound is deeper than you think, and the angle of the knife is weird—the speed and strength of the knives are beyond prediction.
Can even the Supra class master threaten the knife?
It seems to have heard it.
Jala helped the eyepieces, holding the knife and kneeling down on one knee.
"Hey, the bartender," Rolf saw the other side preparing for an assault and suddenly opened his mouth in a haze:
"Before I came to the stars, I also spent a while in the upper reaches of the mainland. I once saw an assassination in the Principality of Sera."
"That was the assassination that I have seen in my life, the most direct and most adventurous, but also the most difficult to resist."
"The assassin used a double-knife, from the roof to force, galloping out, the offensive is continuous, can not resist."
Rolf bowed his head, the feminine voice, full of dignity and seriousness:
"So, 'Flying Blade' Baan Knight Charleton."
"Who are you?"
Jala didn't answer, but Thales instinctively didn't feel good.
Baan Knight Charleton?
The next moment, the female bartender's graceful figure has already galloped out, and suddenly attacked Rolf's eyes!
Thales has an illusion, a silent female bartender, after hearing the name, the mood is also changed!
Just listen to the long-lost female bartender, and grow like a crazy roar: "Stranger!"
Jala Charleton, with an angry shot!
Thales has seen Jala many times so far, always quiet, low-key, direct and deadly.
But this time it is different.
This time, Thales heard it like never before, Jala's knife, like a thunder and thunder! .
"Hong!"
Rolf looks drastic.
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"Hey!"
Two swords and thunders collided like each other!
The energy of the shimmering light flashed out on both figures, one star blue and one reddish.
The promising aristocratic alert officer, Kohen Karabeyan, is struggling to bite his teeth and feel the power from the enemy sword. The other side is not weaker than him, at least the swordsman of Supra class – how long has he not encountered such a Opponent?
Ever since leaving the battlefield that was killed by the orcs?
Still that time, challenge Miranda yourself?
The two forces are intertwined, but Kohen knows that he has fallen slightly.
The power of the blue star began to flash on his silver-white sword, and Kohen knew that if he continued this way, he would sooner or later be the losing party.
Then his body suddenly trembled, and the vibration that was brought up staggered the two men who were fighting.
The two figures are separated, and the inertia is a few steps forward.
Kohen took six steps to stabilize his body.
And his enemies took the balance in two steps.
Kohen looked dignified and began to feel that it was necessary to rethink the words of Lordorbec.
Then he turned and looked at the tricky enemy in front of him, and he asked: "What you are using is one of the swords of the Tower of Eradication."
The other party did not return.
"You are also the Swordsmen of Eradication, who was trained at the Tower of Eradication and clearly has a better place to go."
“But why are you willing to bend in the Blood Bottle Gang to make a gangster, why not bully?
"The end of the tower gives you the heart of the sword, is it a dog walking, bullying and hard consciousness?"
His enemies slowly turned around, with a black half body armor on the left shoulder and a red bandage tied to the right arm. Under the red and black clothing, there were faint muscle lines.
This is a man with a white face, but it does not make people feel elegant or delicate, because the eyes projected in those eyes are really full of murder.
The swordsman in red and black clothing silently turned the police officer from head to toe and looked at it.
Is this green skin mouse, open the trap of adults?
This green skin, this stance and starting style – is the origin of the Tower of Eradication, to the people who have experienced in the military?
Just listen to this red and black swordsman, turn the blue sword with only one side guard on his hand, and carelessly faintly:
"Hey, green skin."
“When did the warning hall dare to take charge of Blood Bottle Gang?”
Kohen stepped forward and got closer to the swordsman, cold and authentic:
"I am not alerting the officer, but in the capacity of Swordsmen of Eradication – Kohen Karabeyan, questioning another sword! answer me
The scene was quiet for a few seconds.
Until the red and black swordsman's expression gradually became serious:
"My heart of swords is the choice of will and freedom, and the pursuit of power."
“As long as I meet my needs, Blood Bottle Gang, Brotherhood, Shadow Shield, Kingdom Secret Division, Royal Guard, or Tower of Eradication, is no different to me.”
"So, your question is simply meaningless."
"As for you, Qingpi, willing to be a dog in a country, from the old tower, what is the dog's consciousness?"
After hearing the other person's Swordsmen of Eradication, but with no respect and even hostility towards the Tower of Eradication, Kohen's face was finally solemn, with surprise and shock.
He remembered the story that the teacher told him when he was drinking while in Tari.
The brothers smashed the wall and the tragedy of the battle.
Kohen incredibly bites his teeth:
"you……"
"You are the ultimate sword inheritance outside the tower!"
"You are the person of the 'Sword of Disaster'!"
His voice just fell, the red and black swordsman moved!
The end of the blushing force, like the tide, surged around him, and it became a ferocious wave. With his blue sword, the sound of the singer fell dramatically!
The sword is fierce and violent!
Kohen only felt that all of them fell into a red-red vortex, and the end of the body was fragmented and unable to move.
The swordsman’s sternness followed his sword and rushed to Kohen’s chest!
His white face was also covered with frost and cold, no longer before the light.
Just listen to the red and black swordsman cold channel: "'Sword of Disaster!' Disaster? Compare us to the group of monsters? ”
"Do you call the sword of the Krassu adult?"
Kohen clenched his teeth and the two men's blades quickly slammed in the air!
"Alright," the swordsman still has the strength to speak out in the fierce sword: "For your outdated, old-fashioned, sissy academics, we are the disasters you are destined for."
"One day, we will destroy the Tower of Eradication and prove your ridiculousness."
The tone is cold and full of murder.
Like his next moment, the cyan sword that rushed in.
Kohen's sword is in front of the cyan sword, but only in an instant, the end of the violent end of the other is like a raging tide!
Kohen was shocked and the opponent's final power invaded him without any hindrance!
It erodes his power like a strong acid.
The alert officer flashed the blue starburst's sword and was instantly bounced off.
Kohen gnawed his teeth in shock and slammed back and forth, but the blue sword was like a murderous murder. No matter which direction he moved, he seemed to avoid it!
The young vigilant officer is at the heart of his own, and his own end of power surges, washing the alien invaders in the body.
This is the glory of the stars – Kohen sighs: The power of the end of the glory in the fierce battle is used by himself.
The next moment, the warning officer's silver-white sabre flashed again and again, this time, directly stabbed the swordsman's throat.
But his enemies are still crazy and desperate, turning a blind eye to the coming sword, just urging the green sword in the red tide of the hand, to the heart of Kohen!
The end of redness, as the sword broke out, tore the clothes on Kohen's chest.
Kohen maintains his sword, but hopelessly sees that the two swords are staggered, and in the friction of the final force, each pricks toward the other's heart and throat!
Hell!
Is this the style of the "Sword of Disaster"?
Such a crazy sword style, unmatched power, willing to do whatever it takes, and the two minds will be hurt.
And…I have never encountered it, the violent horror, and even the power to invade the end of the body…
No wonder it will be driven out of the tower!
Kohen smiled and greeted his death.
Two swords, one green and one white, one handles the red red tide that is hard to stop, one hand flashing the faint starburst of light and dark.
The outcome will be divided.
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