Chapter 85: Beauty Crying, drawing sword and blood stained half of the sky 3

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The cold and gorgeous beauty lost her mind, and her eyes were full of shock. However, because of inertia, the sword was still cut towards Xia Feng in a flash of silver light. Xia Feng snorted coldly, containing blue light fingers, but gently flicked on the surface of the knife.

"Ding--!" With a crisp sound, the long sword that was originally in the hands of the cold and gorgeous beautiful woman flew out directly, but the long sword was a bend and unexpectedly in the hands of Xia Feng. Xia Feng danced the sword gently. The long sword suddenly reached the neck of the cold and gorgeous beauty. Such a sudden situation naturally caused several people's faces to change.

The look of the arrogant tiger suddenly changed. After shivering, the eyes of looking at Xia Feng were shocked. The cold and gorgeous beauty finally couldn't support the bloody picture. Xia Feng waved casually, and a breeze hit the body of the cold and beautiful woman, and recovered in an instant, and the cold and beautiful woman looked at Xia Feng's eyes. God actually gave birth to fear!

"Who the hell are you?" This cold and beautiful woman, her delicate body trembled, huddled in Xiaoying's arms, and said this sentence in fear in her heart. Now her mind is still full of the bloody words. The picture of the sky is washed with blood, and the whole world is full of blood.

When the cold and gorgeous beauty closes her eyes, this scene will immediately appear in front of her eyes. The black-haired immortal is like a night shura, like life like grass mustard. That's a real indifference to life and death, see through everything...

At this time, a faint smile suddenly appeared on Xia Feng's face and said, "Do you accept it?" Such a sentence naturally roared in the minds of the three people, including the Outback. The Outback just saw with his own eyes that Xia Feng was such a gentle bounce, and then the sword flew directly out and ran to his own hands? All this is so dreamy, isn't it?

The cold beauty felt the coldness of the long sword on her neck. She slid down in cold sweat and said in a trembling voice, "I'm convinced!"

It was such a sentence that naturally made a smile appear on Xia Feng's face. After throwing the blade in his hand at the cold and gorgeous beauty, although the cold beauty trembled, she still took the blade and put it back in the scabbard, but she suddenly smiled at Xia Feng and whispered, "Thank you..."

After saying that, he returned to the camp with Xiao Ying in hot sketch clothes, but the Outback ordered: "All the brothers in the killing camp should be gathered together, and the chief should order." Xiaoying and the cold beauty nodded and promised to say, "Yes," and then hurriedly left to gather the team.

Xia Feng was suddenly dizzy by the cold and beautiful woman's thank you, but he still asked curiously, "What's the name of the female soldier?"

"Warrior."

"Warman?" Xia Feng's face is a little strange. A girl's family actually has such a name, which is really strange.

However, the Outback patted Xia Feng on the shoulder and walked into the killing camp together. The killing camp was not the kind of strict military discipline imagined by Xia Feng, nor the kind of hooliganism, but a very ordinary, very ordinary large playground, and the sound of gunfire was constantly intensive. Many men in the upper body carried heavy burdens. Practice fighting with your companions.

As for those girls who are better than them, practicing some secular mind and kung fu is the so-called internal force. That's why the skin of the cold beauty and the little shadow is as clear as mutton cream.

After saying that, Qian Han Niu took a step back, patted Xia Feng on the shoulder, and said with a little embarrassment, "Rules, rules." After saying that, he whistled and left leisurely. Although he couldn't beat the summer wind, Qian Hanniu was still very cool.

"Guys..." Xia Feng wanted to explain, but at this time, a sudden voice sounded: "I'm not convinced, I want to challenge."

I only saw that in the team, a middle-aged man with a scar on his forehead slowly came out, with two silver * on his waist, and his eyes were bright. After saying that, Xia Feng couldn't reply. He picked up a few stones from the ground and threw them fiercely at Xia Feng.

"Swhow--"

This man's strength is not small, but in the blink of an eye, the stone flies at least more than 30 meters high and nearly 100 meters away, but at this time...

"Bang..." The man pulled out his gun from his waist and fired two shots in a row without looking ahead. There were a few sounds of stones splashing in the distance. Then the man stepped back and said indifferently, "Within 350 meters, the bullet is empty, Zhang Chen!"

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Such an outburst naturally made the bleak killing camp at night even more silent for a while. This morning is the best sharpshooter in the whole killing camp. With his ears alone, he can lock any object within 100 meters... It can be said that he is a real wizard.

"Okood!!" Qian Yuqing narrowed his eyes, shouted in a low voice, and suddenly clapped his hands and cheered. This kind of sharpshooter can be said to be very popular...

"Hey hey, this deputy camp is going to be unlucky. It is said that many male soldiers are interesting to fight against men... The men of war have even released the words that whoever can defeat this young boy will marry him. It's a good show! I haven't seen such a cool play for a long time!"

"Ya, do you know all this? The warrior is the goddess in the killing camp. The outback has to be courteous for three points. How could this guy provoke the war man?

In the queue of the killing camp, several people whispered. Although their voices were so low that even the outbacks didn't know, Xia Feng, as a fairy, heard it clearly and couldn't help frowning. At the same time, a series of people came out.

Among them, the thin young man grabbed a rock on the ground and said indifferently, "Iron sand palm." With a crisp sound, this hard rock, raw cup, this guy pinched into pieces...

Another long-legged young man also walked out and casually kicked a large stone of 40 to 50 catties not far away, nearly ten meters high. After 30 meters away, he said indifferently, "Tan legs."

Just as Xia Feng squinted, his two fingers suddenly surrounded the blue light and gently pointed behind him. One person vomited blood and flew backwards, but still laughed: "Stabination!" This person can actually lurk behind Xia Feng without Xia Feng's attention, which is also a capable person.

"Tiger Fist!" A man with a figure comparable to an arrogant tiger punched a big pit of 30 centimeters on the ground. After the whole ground was shaken, he laughed and signed up...

Therefore, enthusiasm was driven. Whether it was because Xia Feng offended the cold and beautiful woman or the ** of the sub-camp, many people in the whole sub-camp came out to challenge their unique skills, including many female soldiers, which made several people who had been watching the battle indifferent and couldn't help smiling.

Especially Qian Yuqing, I believe. Xia Feng's strength that day is far more than that simple. If he can really show some strength phone calls today, then what about this deputy battalion giving him? To be precise, what if he has a safe life?

Originally, Xia Feng didn't want to be this sub-camp, but the challenge of so many people would be too humiliated if he refused. In the helplessness and laughter of Xia Feng, he led a group of people to the bottom of a century-old tree. This century-old tree is as thick and thin as three people, and the green leaves are lush. Every time it comes to Xia Feng, many brothers in the killing camp will take advantage of the shade to play cards or meditate to practice their internal skills.

However, Xia Feng smiled and said indifferently, "Point the stone."

After saying that, my two fingers wrapped in cyan light suddenly turned to the three people hugging the thick uncle gently...