Chapter 214 Fight for Me

... A continuous crashing sound has become a piece, and it's just a crash in people's ears.

The sky turned over, the turbulence was distorted, and then calmed down.

Using the power of life, Liu Xing hit back more than a dozen magical monks and a great monk who first glimpsed by heaven and man.

The price was extremely tragic. Nearly half of Liu Xing's energy was lost, and the sky stick in his hand shrank into ten meters. The Golden Lion King was cut by the spiritual knife, and the blood surged from the wound. Liu Xing put a seal on its wound, which stopped the blood. In ancient times, a grass is still wrapped in magical monks, one person and one beast, and they can't hold on to each other.

The dragon knife repelled the beast knife, and the black bear returned to the original 20-meter body.

Liu Xing's face is ugly, but he has a strong will to fight. He stands on the sky. With the strength of one person, he fights against hundreds of great monks. In this battle, regardless of success or failure, he will be famous for the Sirius.

The seriously injured wolf Xinyue, the first villain, and the big collision with more than a dozen magical monks, a heavenly man's first glimpse, all of which will make him a legend.

Liu Xing doesn't care about these false names. He cares about how to end the battle.

His eyes were slightly sideways, half a miles away. Tianzhao stood beside the world, with a concerned face, like a bird at any time, flying with open wings.

It's worth dying for her, but not now!

Without hesitation, Liu Xing took a step forward and smashed one of the magical monks.

Nearly half of the power was lost. This split, the power was much weaker, but it still brought the whistling sound in the sky. The cyan light flashed, and the animal teeth ran crazily to the slightly weak little monk.

Liu Xing has made up his mind that he wants to get rid of the little monks one by one before dealing with the difficult guys.

At his feet is a 100-meter dragon. With a chassure dragon, Liu Xing's speed is much faster than that of ordinary monks. At this time, it flashed by. Under the blue light, the magical monk could only meet him with all his strength.

Liu Xing moved and led more than a dozen great monks to attack him together.

Liu Xing's eyes were fixed on the magical monk. The beast's teeth were moving forward, and the other 10,000 catties of heavenly stick in his hand swept behind him.

With a bang, the animal's teeth collided with the other party's spiritual knife. Between the moment, the other party's spiritual knife broke into pieces of butterflies and turned into nothingness. The animal's teeth were no longer blocked and fell on the other party's body.

A pair of eyes close at hand suddenly widened, and their eyes were full of terrified.

Everything came too fast, it's over...

Puff, the blood flowers are flying.

The magical monk was smashed by Liu Xing's blow.

Boom...

More than a dozen spiritual knives hit the heavenly stick. Liu Xing's whole body was shocked, and his body suddenly moved down more than ten meters, releasing most of his power, but his chest was extremely stuffy, and his meridians were in chaos.

With one blow, Liu Xing, who had suffered some slight shock injuries, appeared in front of the next magical monk like a shadow.

The opponents he chose are all magical monks, one of the ten directions. Those golden monks can't pose a greater threat to him, but the magical monks are different. He had to get rid of them. As for Li Hu, the great monk in the realm of heaven and man, Liu Xing took advantage of the many monks in the air, interspersed in it to avoid its sharpness.

Come one by one!

A pair of eyes amplifies at a high speed in front of the eyes. From anger to despair, this process doesn't even have time to blink.

Poo! The blood light rises again.

Boom! Boom!

The heavenly stick took a series of ten heavy blows. Liu Xing's body fell dozens of meters before he rose to the sky and stood on the back of the 100-meter chasorus. There was a wisp of blood on Liu Xing's mouth, which flowed uncontrollably.

The injury is added to the injury. If it weren't for the heavenly stick, it would have been surprised that it could withstand the raging of spiritual weapons. This time, with the blow of the fierce tiger in the heavenly realm, it could kill Liu Xing.

There is a cruelty on Liu Xing's lips. He has now become a wolf who can only fight, a lonely war wolf.

Tianzhao cried unconsciously.

She loved the man in the battle so much that the cruel curvature hanging on his mouth made him look more heroic and painful. He was injured, but he was laughing and fighting. Xiong Xiong's fighting spirit was stronger than before.

As long as there is that smile, he will never fall down.

This is the person she loves.

Without begging the people around him to take action, Tianzhao felt that it was an insult to Liu Xing.

After the sudden wind, the next moment, Liu Xing appeared in front of another magical monk. His body was slightly sideways and smashed down with a sharp knife.

Suddenly, the knife was halfway, suddenly turned around, and counterattacked another person who had been forced within three meters!

The sound hit east and west. The one who had just taken back the knife light, supported it in front of him with all his strength, and applied three armor sinking techniques on his body in a row, waiting for Liu Xing's beast teeth to fall.

But the beast's teeth turned halfway.

If you smash a person who is on alert, the chance of success is not great, and every time such an opportunity is obtained by Liu Xing for injury, and he does not dare to waste it at all. He can't afford to waste it.

The one approached within three meters. He was cutting down the spiritual knife with all his strength, imagining that the knife fell on the heavenly stick again. Because Liu Xing was facing another person, of course, he would not attack him sideways, just cut it down.

But he was wrong. Liu Xing's beast teeth half ran over and bumped into his spiritual knife. The monk who did not apply more armor was instantly split into flesh and blood by Liu Xing.

Boom!

A series of five spiritual knives hit the heavenly stick behind Liu Xing fiercely, and his body sank again and again, splashing out.

At the foot, the dragon rose to the sky and rushed to another magical monk.

As a great monk and strong man of heaven and earth, Li Hu has been following Liu Xing and chasing him tiredly. In the battlefield, there are a large number of people, which gives Liu Xing such an opportunity that he can travel through the crowd. Looking for the next target at will, but Li Hu could not bombard him with all his strength. At the angle, there are always companions. Most of his own knives are his own people.

And Liu Xing had no worries. He just exchanged shock injuries again and again in exchange for the life of the magical monk.

The shocking earthquake continued to be staged in the sky. There were two weapons in his hand. Every time Liu Xing killed a person, the injury was more serious, and the blood spewed out was more and farther. He didn't know whether it was his own blood or his opponent's blood.

Blood splashes from time to time in mid-air.

The monks are getting colder and colder in the war.

Liu Xing was about to fall down with the next blow, but the young man was still surprised to spit out a mouthful of blood and killed a monk.

The whole body's clothes are broken, and the long hair dances with the wind. In the power, in the net waving countless spiritual knives, this person just does not fall down and fights forever.

Tianzhao cried bitterly. If it hadn't been for her cultivation so low that she couldn't get close to her, she would rather die and stand with him, but now she can only watch him spewing the precious blood of life all over the sky.

"...He's about to die..." Wu Shi Fuchen suddenly sighed. In fact, at the beginning, as long as he is willing to hand over the red fairy cheese, or show everyone his empty mirror, he will not have to fight in this losing battle. But he doesn't know what he thinks. Does he really want to be the enemy of these hundreds of monks? You know, even if it is Wolf Xinyue, they have to agree to join hands in the end. One hundred and ten great monks are the elites of the family. Unless they are mentally ill, everyone will bow their heads..."

You are right. If it weren't for the existence of a heavenly demon in the void mirror, Liu Xing would certainly bow his head. This is against how many big families and enemies. He is against the great monks of the whole Sirius group.

Tianzhao was half speechless and suddenly said, "Do you really think Brother Xing will lose? I don't think so. Look at my brother Xing, his fighting spirit is stronger, but the monks are suppressed by his fighting spirit..."

Wu Shi Bchen heard her call Liu Xing kindly and naturally. He was jealous and his face was even more cyan. He just said coldly, "He doesn't know how much blood he can vomit. I'm afraid the monks can't finish it!"

Tianzhao's face was full of tears. Suddenly, she smiled and raised her voice. Her voice was as beautiful as the sound of heaven, like a piano.

"Brother, fight, defeat them, even for me, for your Tianzhao, fight, my brother..."

The sound passed through the sound of rumble weapons breaking through the air and countless impacts. It hits every monk's eardrums.

K!

Almost everyone heard the slight sound of the inscription, which was the sound of teeth clenching in Liu Xing's mouth. The war spirit reached its peak in this young man. The power of fire in the extreme situation wrapped around his whole body. His power, which was almost exhausted, rose crazily at this time.

This life is immortal, and the battle is endless.

The girl's words made this young man have unlimited potential.

Screaming like a dragon, Liu Xing's figure was like the wind, and he rushed to the next magical monk. Behind him, the tiger of heaven and man can't help sighing. Who would have thought that this was the heaviest battle for him!

There are more than a dozen magical monks, and there are only five at this time.

The long knife came through the air, but in Liu Xing's eyes, there was a grateful and hot tear, which fell down abruptly.

Men's tears, his weight is immeasurable!