Gamers Are Fierce

The simple long sword penetrates the eye socket and pierces from the back of the head,

Yin Hong's blood hadn't slipped from the tip of the sword before it was swallowed by the red lotus industry fire.

The grim expression on the face of the old man with white eyebrows instantly became stiff and dull.

The look in his eyes faded quickly, as if lost in some kind of confusion.

The red lotus karmic fire is still burning, it’s obviously close at hand, but I can’t feel any heat.

Even if the host dies, the fire cannot be reduced, but further deflagration,

It spreads along the blade like a snake.

Li Ang loosened the hilt of the sword, and casually released a [scattering of debris], knocking the body of the old man with white eyebrows into the air.

With the thrust, he landed on the ground lightly, shaking the black cloak, chic and freehand.

If this Siemens face can be a little more handsome, it will definitely capture countless hearts.

"Young Master! Calm down!"

With a swollen body, Song Jie used his arms to squeeze the body of Ram Han, and shouted sadly: "Senior, his sacrifice is to fight for your escape time!

You can't live up to his pains for revenge! ! "

You let me go!

Ram Han's complexion was blue, and the roots of his eyes were violent.

The old man with white eyebrows watched him grow up, and he was a servant and a teacher to him.

The teacher was murdered in front of his own eyes, how could he not have his eyes wide open?

But at the moment his mana is empty and his subordinates are dead and wounded.

Nearly there are the unpredictable Siemens Taoists, and far away there are Wu Dewei Ti riding silently watching...

"You let me go!"

Ram Han roared, his arms stretched out with all his strength, trying to break free of Song Jie's restraints.

However, this servant didn’t know what medicine he took wrong, his brute force was comparable to a monster,

The hoop Ram Han's ribs were almost broken, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't even breathe.

"No! I won't let go,"

Song Jieyi shouted righteously,

A root mycelium has grown under his eyelids, and his entire face is swollen like a poisonous bee sting, "If I let go of the young master, you will definitely rush to fight the Siemens Taoist!

Even if you sacrifice the life of the villain today, you must be fully protected! "

I will die if you don't let go!

Ram Han was furious and beat Song Jie in the waist and abdomen with an elbow.

While the latter slightly loosened the gap between his arms, he violently broke free,

Turning around, patted Song Jie's face with a palm.

He had tolerated Song Jie for a long time, and at this time, he took an angry shot

He actually blasted Song Jie's entire head to pieces, and personally ended up dropping the last White Lotus Cult following him.

Kick, kick,

Song Jie’s headless body took a few steps back and knelt to the ground.

The body continued to swell, and endless pale hyphae grew in the skin pores on top and bottom of the body, like dandelions in perfect shape.

Gong Yanghan didn’t care about Song Jie’s corpse, while running the few remaining mana to resist the erosion of mycelium in his body.

While reaching out to touch his arms,

Prepare to take out the secret treasure with great side effects, activate the treasure, so that you can escape from this underground palace.

As long as he can escape from here, he can ask his father for help from his father's wide-eyed guardian, attracting thousands of white lotus elites to step down Luzhou City!

Let Wu Dewei, Xichang and Siemens all pay the price! !

Zheng——

The rain of crossbow arrows tore through the air, and several flying swords struck across the ground.

Wu Dewei Tiqi in the distance saw Gong Yang Han taking out a piece of wrinkled talisman paper, and he did not care to remind Siemens Taoist.

He hurriedly shot, to stop Gong Yang Han before tearing open the talisman paper.

The simple flying sword shattered the barrier after another on Young Master Bai Lian's body. The cluster of stainless steel arrows penetrated the body of Gong Yang Han, causing him to vomit a mouthful of scarlet blood.

But there was a smile at the corner of his mouth.

He firmly squeezed the talisman with his palm, feeling the crazy swallowing jade hope from the talisman itself,

Resolutely and resolutely send his own mana energy and even future Yangshou into it,

Little by little, slowly tear open the piece of cinnabar talisman paper...

"Little Lord--"

A low and resentful voice suddenly sounded in front of him, and Gong Yang Han only felt that his eyes were dark, and subconsciously looked up.

I saw a giant dandelion flying in front of me.

The headless Song Jie was floating in the air, swollen like a balloon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ From the cross section of the broken neck, he made a low and hoarse voice, "Where are you? Why can't I see you?"

As soon as the scalp of Gong Yang Han exploded, he desperately tore open the talisman paper regardless of the talisman paper's squeeze on his own life.

"found it...."

The neck of Song Jie's floating body was aimed at the frightened Gong Yang Han.

Both hands pinched Young Master Bai Lian’s wrist,

"So, you are here..."

boom!

Song Jie exploded suddenly.

The flames soared into the sky, and the blast wave directly lifted several flying swords that had swooped into the sky, slapped them heavily on the rock wall, and crashed to the ground without moving.

Li Yushan and Yu Qingqiu in the distance barely opened their eyes blinded by the strong light and looked intently.

I saw that the place where Song Jie originally floated was empty, and the bluestone floor tiles below were missing, leaving a scorched hollow earth pit.

And that Ram Han... only a pair of burnt black calves are still standing in place,

The other parts of the body did not know where they were scattered in the underground palace.

Young Master Bai Lian died.

"Ugh,"

The Taoist Siemens sighed and shook his head gently, "The master and servant are deeply affectionate, and it is really touching.

Unfortunately, these white lotus cultivators led the war before the war, surrendered during the war, and claimed credit after the war. There was no war within the war.

Gathering is a lump of shit, scattered is the sky,

Such a casual group is empty of enthusiasm, but it is destined to not be a major event. "

He turned around, looked at Miss Chai, and said calmly: "Next, let's settle the matter between us."