"pa"

The sudden release of the bright green flash has easily killed the guards next to General No.1.
When General No.1 saw this, he was frightened but angry and shouted, "Brothers kill this man first."
In this way, Wang Chengjun was successfully divided into two teams as sympathetic to the previous design.
However, the city army was forced to retreat step by step by Xiang Xiang, and some people shouted in horror "Return to the city."
"Return to the city"
"Return to the city"
They shouted together.
However, this ancient warrior Yizhen, who was ambushing at the other end of the Fengyao Valley, and the magic Taoist Jiuwen Dragon have also taken action.
"dang dang"
A real heavy sword fighter is everywhere, and the swordsman of the 1 ST battalion of Wangchengjun is still alive.
Nine-grain Dragon Ambassador is an auxiliary skill "Poison Magic Way", which can continuously quench poison for a real weapon and increase the accuracy of magic critical strike force.
The cooperation between the two men is quite subtle. The swordsmen tried their best to withdraw from the demon valley after they contained the panicked swordsmen.
The city army is like a trapped beast, and everyone’s fighting spirit has reached its peak.
Someone drank a "brothers, we fought with them"
Suddenly Wang Chengjun shouted and killed the sky.
Xiangxiang’s face is broken by orange thunder with a bloodthirsty smile.
"pa"
"pa"
"pa"
Fragments of the mysterious spirit can enhance the movement speed of characters. Xiang Xiang releases orange thunder and dodges the swordsman’s shock wave as quickly as possible.
She screamed everywhere when she shuttled freely in the city army.
Each of those swordsmen who were struck by Hunan Xuanlei died of foaming at the mouth and bulging eyes. The death was tragic, but Xiang Xiang shrugged off it and waved the staff quickly. Nearly a hundred swordsmen have lost their hands.
Suddenly secretly scorned and laughed, "Wang Chengjun swordsman camp ha ha so much."
Feng Yao Gu Jian Ying Sen Luo firm but gentle.
"shua shua shua"
A series of sword curtains cut the mounds on both sides of Fengyao Valley full of sword marks.
General No.1′ s personal strength is also to be reckoned with. Even if he fails to put a few swordsmen’s skills, he will hastily retreat into the middle of the army array and shout "Withdraw"
In the chaotic army, Xiang Xiang and Qing Lei resounded through the ears of Wang Chengjun. Everyone waved their swords in panic, and no one could hear what General No.1 shouted.
After killing nearly 100 swordsmen, a group of swordsmen have surrounded him. Even if it is better than feeling, it is also affected by many sword injuries. The speed of evasion and the speed of waving staves are faster, but the accuracy of thunder has been somewhat unbalanced in panic.
I can’t help but feel nervous. If I go like this, I’m afraid hp will be cleared in two minutes.
However, a burst of sinking was secretly saying that if I cast a winner in a place like this, it would be tantamount to showing my cards in front of the heroes. No, I must stick to it.
Chapter 222 The tacit understanding is dye-in-the-wood
Zi Youge’s strong determination in the sword curtain of the city army soon became sluggish.
"shua shua shua"
The feeling of sweating has been suppressed, and there is no gap between waving staves.
"dang dang"
* * t he has been forced to stave off the opponent’s attack.
Although the momentum is still persistent, but when his staff resists Ling and a dozen swords, at the same time, a pure white sword shadow hits his legs coldly and picks it quickly.
"hmm"
Looking down, my brow is tense. If I am hit by this sword, even if I continue to live, I have completely lost my male dignity. Then I am afraid it is harder to get help from Xiangxiang than to ascend to heaven.
Seeing that hp is about to clear its roots and be beheaded, it is a question of whether to kill it or not.
At the same time, the last troops of Wang Chengjun were almost killed in Yizhen, Jiuwen Dragon and Xiangxiang.
When Xiang Xiang suddenly looked back at the situation, he also saw the thrilling sword with an increasing panic. How could a mere two hundred swordsmen resist the combined attack and killing of Yizhen and Jiuwen Dragon? He decided to turn around and cast Xuanlei.
"pa"
Orange thunder in that thrilling moment turned out to be a precise strike off the silver-white sword that has not yet hit the crotch.
"hmm"
Love and Xiang Xiang are thankful to sigh at the same time. They look at each other tacitly, and there is faint love in their eyes.
It was this blow that stunned the swordsman and made the sword lose its level.
Love seized that moment and plunged into the swordsman.
Squeezed by the swordsman, the swordsman’s blade immediately lost its target.
Love also immediately released a wave of poisonous thunder because of its moderate position.
"pa"
"pa"
"pa"
With Xiangxiang’s participation, the two people will cooperate tacitly to form each other’s backs. Within 2 meters of the surrounding area, there is no sight of half a living figure.
Wang Chengjun’s rout of General No.1 showed more and more horror. Wang Chengjun had already killed and injured more than half in just five minutes. Even though General No.1 was tough, he actually controlled the current situation. He was hiding in the crowd and was secretly escorted by more than a dozen swordsmen to escape to the northeast city.
At that end, Yizhen and Jiuwen Dragon were in love and Xiangxiang didn’t go to stop them, which quickly resulted in the rest of the swordsman Yizhen and Jiuwen Dragon, and all those soldiers had been killed.
The body of this demon valley is piled up like a mountain, and almost every one of them was cut into two pieces by the middle. The blood-stained sand on the ground has been dyed deep red.
Died in Xiangxiang and his lover’s body, the veins stood out suddenly and violently, the eye pupil protruded, and the body was petrified and stiff and fell to the ground.
Those once mighty Wang Chengjun who were struck by high-voltage thunder and poisonous lightning were all killed in one blow.
In the end, there was only one general, No.1.
No one shot at him, but slowly approached General No.1.
Seeing him with a long beard and a trance-like mood is a modest smile at him. "General, let me ask you a question. If you get it right, I’ll let you go."
When General No.1 heard this, he felt a burst of meditation, so he was pleasantly surprised and asked, "A strong man must know everything when he has something to ask."