Chapter 238 Endless Sea of Blood

The knight dispersed, and he couldn't believe that he would forget the threat of death because of his beauty. Once upon a time, he firmly believed that the most powerless in the world was this erotic desire, which was the best to eliminate and the easiest to defend, but the beautiful woman in front of him was like a dream, which completely aroused his mind, and a spring-like rippled feeling permeated around him.

Smile and don't say a word. The woman slowly held a slender sword in her hand and danced with the wind. She was like a proud flying spirit bird in the world, dancing with the wind. She looked inaccessible, but she couldn't help yearning for it. Indulging in the gentle countryside, in the faint white fog, he dissipated the original bodyguard martial arts. How could he be willing to treat such a beauty? There is lust, but it seems to have no lust, only a faint admiration, hoping to fall under her pomegranate skirt and kiss her toes.

Snake and Scorpion Beauty.

Gu Lan slowly and quietly began to send the wind sword in her hand into the heart of the chivalrous man in front of her. The chivalrous man's face still seemed to be smiling. He felt a little pain, but it was much lighter than the feeling of his heartbeat. He wanted to be numb, but the sword began to slowly harvest his life.

It's really a peony to die, and it's romantic to be a ghost. The knight slowly closed his eyes and showed a strange smile on his face. This feeling was a little creepy, but it realistically knocked on the hearts of Xu Ge and others.

Unexpectedly, Gu Lan had such a strong strength. There was no fierce battle or heartbreaking roar. However, in the plain appreciation and admiration, she sent a powerful mythical master to Huangquan. This is the role of Gu Lan's talent and magical power, natural charm, and one of the most domineering abilities in illusion.

The knights left, and those ugly black-handed warriors did not give him enough sacrifices, so they jumped into another battlefield. Of course, they chose men. Under Gu Lan's charm, no man can maintain self-control. Even if there are a few sober people, they will be killed by the powerful Xu Ge and Zhao Min in a panic.

The atmosphere was very strange. After a few hours, more and more bodies of Sichuan horse soldiers fell on the battlefield, and the uneasiness in the air slowly affected the soldiers on the battlefield. The few remaining soldiers found that the scattered soldiers scattered everywhere had almost disappeared, leaving them still humming and fighting against these powerful monsters in front of them.

Wenwu, a junior myth, is the strongest warrior on this battlefield. At this moment, he finally felt something wrong. "Everyone quickly get rid of their own enemies and grab the hillside to fight against the enemy as soon as possible."

Wenwu's decision is correct, because if the soldiers are still fighting separately, even if they will not lose their lives like those mysteriously disappeared partners, they will be killed by the increasingly powerful monsters opposite. The biggest difference between people and monsters is their wisdom, they will not fight separately, and they have certain joint attack skills.

When Wen Wu was about to issue an order and join hands to attack, the two soldiers around him fell down, and they were killed by two demonic strong men with the waist cards of the Chuanma organization.

"9 257, what do you want to do?" Wen Wu took a step back in surprise.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want your life!" Xu Ge's voice was very cold, because although he did not know each other, as long as he became the enemy on the battlefield, he would abandon all pity.

Wen Wu finally knew what had happened in this situation, and there was a traitor inside himself, but he had no choice but to shout loudly, "Pay attention that they are the enemy" and pulled out a blue bronze sword at his waist to block the oncoming black-blooded spear.

The civil and martial arts are very strong, and his martial arts are very comprehensive, but the enemies opposite him feel stronger, because those sharp spears will penetrate the air from time to time, make a sound, and then reach his side.

Xu Ge seemed to be playing with Wen Wu. His black-blooded spear always missed Wen Wu's side and almost sent Wen Wu to the place of death. However, Xu Ge was a little helpless, because this was not his original intention. He did his best in every move, but he always relied on experience and basic martial arts to make him unable to go further.

The civil and martial arts are very strong, and it doesn't seem to be much weaker than Bian Yu. Xu Ge thought secretly in his heart.

And Wenwu has confirmed that the other party is a warrior of the wolf regiment, but the young man in front of him is too young, otherwise he will think that his opponent must be the leader of the wolf regiment.

"Why did Yin Lihua attack our companions in the wolf group?" Wen Wu shouted that he finally recognized Yin Lihua opposite him. At first, he doubted, but after Yin Lihua's clever and powerful magic control, he was sure that the powerful enemy in front of him was his former deputy captain.

Wen Wu used to be the captain of the first team, but after Bian Yu came to the Chuanma organization, he retired from the position of captain and dedicated himself to fighting in the Tiankeng beast domain. He can be regarded as the most confident person to break through the seal in the past ten years. But it is such a powerful existence, but under the pressure of Xu Ge's black blood sperm spear, it seems to be clumsy and very passive.

Wenwu's bronze sword slowly turned green, and it seemed that because a large amount of hot air covered it, the copper skin transitioned to burn into a strange feeling of inner infrared green.

A green light flashed, and the bronze sword of Wenwu split to Xu Ge with a hot sword spirit. As Xu Ge saw, Wenwu was also a master of Lieyang Mountain. The Sichuan-Ma Organization has obviously been controlled by most of the country by Lieyang Mountain. The connection between the current world and the Chuanma organization may be here, so the peach blossom dander Wang Xin can easily pass on the news of killing Xu Ge and Min Chan to the ancient battlefield.

Xu Ge finally knew something, and the doubts in his mind slowly surfaced. Although he did not know that Wang Xin had terrible economic strength in private, he could estimate that Wang Xin must have played some treachery to plot against himself.

Xu Ge was angry for some reason, or remembered his fruitless love with Wang Jiaoer, or remembered that countless people fought because of Wang Xin's decision, but only to kill two people. His heart was full of anger.

At the top of the black blood sperm spear, the bright light flashed, and in the mythical realm, the two atmospheres of the surging true qi turned back and forth four or five times between the extremely streamlined veins and veins, "Wah!" The black dragon ended the darkness, and the green-red bronze sword could not resist such a strong move.

Gazi, the bronze sword is broken, and Wenwu can only retreat for a few steps.

Wenwu was not in a hurry. He slowly pulled out a short dagger from behind him, which is one of the necessary weapons for soldiers. It is used for a secret blow when fighting, cutting meat when eating, and climbing as a tool for hiking.

Xu Ge sneered with a disdain on his face, when a silver flashing knife appeared in his left hand. Fast and tricky, Xu Ge fiddled with his huge body like a woman and cut it off beside Wenwu in a somewhat funny and pretentious way. From time to time, there will be a hissing sound of cracking. This is not the sound of clothes being cut, but a miserable and horrible strange sound from the internal veins of Wenwu being cut off.

Finally, Xu Ge completed his ceremony. Wen Wu could no longer make any expression on his face. His eyes struggled with encouragement twice, and then fell to the ground.

If someone stabs a small opening on Wenwu's body at this time, there will definitely be a spectacle. His body will burst out a lot of blood like a waterfall, and then stain the whole world.

With an endless sea of blood, it is not uncommon to kill opponents as cruelly as Xu Ge. Zhao Min fiddled with a tough and dynamic deformation stick and smashed all his strength on a burly strong man. The strong man seemed to want to struggle, but he was completely suppressed by Zhao Min's powerful power.

Zhao Min found a good opportunity for a moment, and the slender and hard weapon hit the head of the strong man at high speed, like a brilliant bloody fireworks, shooting brightly in the sky.

Xu Ge and Zhao Min sighed together, which was a mourning for the enemy and walked to another soldier. The same is true of the soldiers of the Chuanma organization. They no longer care whether they are demons or their own people of the Chuanma organization. For their own survival, they take weapons and fight back without hesitation.