Chapter 23 Start

The push is frighteningly low, and the little snake is very weak.

The little snake shouted, roared, roared, and strongly demanded fire support...

There is, there is, there is, there is...

Collection, red ticket, click ~~~~~

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The eight-level warrior's one-eyed Moro, the smile in his own eyes disappeared, and an incredible look appeared. The group of six-level soldiers behind him stared wide and foolishly looked at the blood-stained fist stretched out behind Rao's back.

Lao's body hangs on Haotian's right arm.

Strong shock!

"Let's go." Haotian roared.

Kub behind him immediately shouted, "Fight away."

As soon as the cautious Frenya stretched out his hand, he took Christine's arm and ran to the left, while Cooper dragged Harris to the right. Krahim was stunned. Seeing that Cooper and the others fled quickly, he immediately woke up and turned around and fled like a mouse with a scream.

"Chake, don't let them run away."

Looking that Cooper and several people fled separately, Moro turned around and shouted. The group of three people who were all six-level soldiers rushed out quickly.

They must silence Cooper and others, otherwise if they are asked to go to the soldiers' union to complain, the problem will be serious. At worst, they will be discredited, and they will even be executed by the union.

Even if Cooper and others are not members of the trade union, the Hammer Union is the largest warrior union of the Maple Leaf Empire and still has a strong constraint on the soldiers of the Maple Leaf Empire.

So it is impossible for one-eyed Moro to let Cooper and five others escape with their lives.

The blonde warrior and the short warrior still looked at Haotian with a shocked face and the body of the eldest brother hanging on his arm. Then, the dwarf's frightened eyes slowly turned into grief and anger, and then spit out a burning anger. In the golden hair's eyes, a light of joy flashed.

"I'm going to kill you." The short soldier roared and rushed to Haotian. He didn't even take down the weapon chain hammer wrapped around his waist. A pair of huge palms waved randomly, like a madman who lost his mind.

Bum!

When he passed Moro, he kicked him out directly. Moro curled the corners of his mouth, pointed to the short soldier who fell to the ground and scolded, "Don't look for death in front of me."

If a short soldier comes forward against Haotian, although he is also easily killed. Originally, this was something he was happy to see, but he was worried that because of the momentary entanglement of the short soldier, he would make Haotian wait for the opportunity to run away. Being able to easily kill a seven-level warrior is actually comparable to that of an eight-level warrior. If he wants to escape, he probably can't catch up with his eighth-level strength, so he doesn't want to give Haotian a chance to escape because of a short warrior's death.

He is confident to kill Haotian, a five-level warrior, who actually has the strength of an eight-level warrior.

Haotian only has Moro in his eyes. As for the group of five-level and six-level warriors behind him, it is not within his consideration.

He looked at Moro coldly and quickly calculated in his heart.

There is a huge gap between the seventh-level warrior and the eighth-level warrior. Although he can easily kill the seventh-level warrior, it is not so easy for the upper eighth-level warrior. Maybe he may fall here without paying attention.

He killed Rao by relying on the unicorn arm, which was ten times stronger, rather than real strength. In other words, he fought with Moro at this time, and even Kirin's arm could not kill him directly. Not to mention the combat skills, the star power comparable to the strength of the six-level warrior in a single body is not as strong as that of the eight-level warrior. The battle time is slightly longer, and his strength will be consumed faster than that of Moro. At that time, he will have no strength to escape.

"It seems that... we have to rely on the golden epee." Haotian's eyes flashed and there was a hint of coldness. In the space crystal beads, there is a golden sword given by a mysterious man, which is comparable to the magic weapon of the holy soldier.

The reason why holy soldiers are called holy soldiers is that their weapons already have their own spirits.

The holy soldiers are also divided into three or six grades. The primary holy soldiers have no consciousness, while the higher weapons already have human wisdom. However, even the lowest-level holy soldiers are powerful and terrible. Because the spirit can let the warrior instill fighting spirit into the holy soldiers to enhance the power of weapons.

For example, the nine-level warrior he saw in the Valley of the Beast King a month ago, and the giant sword in his hand was a holy soldier. With a knife waved out, the fierce fighting knife vigorously opened the mountain and cracked the stone.

And golden sandalwood is an alien. Although it is only a wooden thing, it is ten thousand times harder than fine steel. Not only that, golden sandalwood can also channel fighting spirit and star power.

There is no weapon, but it is comparable to the primary holy soldiers.

Haotian thought of this, reached out to untie hundreds of refined steel epee on his back and threw it aside.

His action seemed to be nothing, but he indirectly told Moro that my strongest attack was his fists, not the epee.

He just wanted Moro to misunderstand that he was not good at swordsmanship, and then the two of them unexpectedly took out the golden sandalwood heavy sword from the space crystal beads and killed Moro with one sword.

Jintan's heavy sword is his killer.

Seeing Haotian abandoning the fine steel epee, Moro recalled that Haotian's strong punch had just killed Rao. Sure enough, he thought that Haotian's strongest combat skill was double fists, and he couldn't help smiling strangely.

He pulled up the collar of his clothes gracefully, took a few steps forward, and then stretched out his right hand. Suddenly, a huge sword appeared in his hand, which had nothing.

It turns out that he also has a space magic weapon.

"The fifth-level fighter is the same as the sword shape of the ninth-level warrior... What is their relationship?" Haotian found that the five-level fighting soldier in Moro's hand was exactly the same as the knife shape of the middle-aged nine-level warrior he saw in the Valley of the Beast King, and he couldn't help but burst out.

If Moro has a close relationship with the nine-level warrior, or even some kind of brother, then Moro's combat skills may be extremely powerful and have to be prevented.

Fortunately, this sword is a fighter, not a holy soldier, otherwise he doesn't have to fight. He directly takes out the magic crystal card and gives it to others, and then slips away.

The unicorn arm that returned to normality began to show layers of air waves again, "Boom!" With a sound of explosion, the fierce star power directly blew Rao's body into several pieces and shot around. The blood stains on his arms were also shaken away, revealing his arms that gradually turned into pale gold. The fierce star force kept swimming in the epidermis, and the thick roots floated.

After a month of killing in the sunset mountains, Haotian has fully adapted to the blood and does not care about the flowery intestines and flesh and blood lumps.

Moro slowly stepped forward, and the sword in his hand flashed cold in the sun. He looked at Haotian with the same sharp eyes and said, "Now, even if you take out the magic crystal card, I won't let you go."

His breath was cold and extremely arrogant, as if Haotian had already been slaughtered by him on his cutting board.

"There's a lot of nonsense. If you want to fight, fight." Hao Tianzheng said, with a strong sense of war all over his body. The warrior's heart beat firmly, and the murderous spirit was about to come out in his eyes.

Even if Moro had a close relationship with the nine-level warrior, he was still fighting without hesitation and killed this man under the golden sword. Even if the strong man at the ninth level comes to trouble him, he is not afraid.

The warrior's heart cannot be cracked because of timidity, otherwise, he will lose the space for future development.

"Let you see my seven hells." Moro came five meters in front of Haotian, raised his sword with both hands, showed a fierce and strong murderous spirit, and shouted, "First move, Feng Jue Zhan!"

Moro's feet were wrong and stepped forward. The huge sword in his hand was with a piece of cold phantom, as if the leaves floating in the wind, silently with a sense of courage to kill, quickly split over.

Haotian opened his eyes, and the giant sword was extremely heavy. However, the unique trick performed by Moro could actually make the heavy sword as light as a leaf.

lifting weights is light!

This is a higher level of power.

However, Moro obviously did not reach the state of lifting weights lightly, but imitated lifting weights with the help of moves.

Haotian took a step back, and the unicorn arm, which had already been full of strength, hit Moro's sword with galloping power.

Bang!

The fist peak met the sword and made a sound of gold and iron collision.

The sword was shaken by the shaking dragon fist and suddenly rose up, and Haotian's right fist hit Moro's chest.

However, after all, Moro is an eight-level warrior. Whether it is fighting spirit or combat skills, he is extremely strong. He closed his abdomen and chest without panic, and then the sword raised suddenly appeared a continuous shadow of a knife, as if countless swords were splitting from the air, covering Haotian's whole body in the shadow of a sword.

The second move, the rain is absolute!

The sword turned into countless knife shadows, like continuous drizzle.