Chapter 270 Ecstasy

Second update...

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"Lord Guomumu, according to the traces on the ground, the group of practitioners have just left here!" A phantom demon with a black fog mark on his forehead looked up after carefully observing the ground.

Guomu stretched out his red tongue and licked his lips, and whispered, "The cat-and-mouse game is so interesting! Brothers, it's time to harvest!" With a wave of his hand, more than 300 magic demons in a black cloak behind him suddenly became psychedelic. It was just a flash of eyes. The more than 300 magic demons actually moved more than ten meters in the air, neatly, and there was no trace of chaos in the formation.

Guomumu has chased and killed a group of people such as Leng Ao thousands of miles away. With more than 300 phantom demons all the way, there are nearly 1,000 people left of Leng Ao and more than 300 people left. Guomu enjoyed this process of chasing and killing, defeating the opponent little by little, tearing up the other party's confidence and hope little by little, and finally fell into despair. He destroyed it again and enjoyed the last pleasure.

Guomumu smiled and fantasized about how to clean up the group of Leng Ao, a group of bereaved dogs. Suddenly, it was dark and there was a sense of murder. He hurriedly raised his hand. The team of phantoms behind him quickly stopped, moving neatly like a person.

The pupils of the fruit tree shrank slightly, and there was a smell of danger. There was a row of people standing quietly not far ahead. This row of people is like a strong wall, motionless. They just stood there quietly, and an invisible murderous atmosphere floated out. A dark thing was exposed behind everyone's shoulders. There was a crooked moon-like knife hanging diagonally at the waist. The knife had no scabbard, and the bright blade flashed in the sun, as if it had stained the sun with a trace of chill.

Guo Mumu frowned. The other party was obviously waiting for him here. He didn't like this passive feeling, as if a cat and a mouse had changed roles.

"Are you from that sect?" Guomu Muda finally couldn't help asking loudly. Killing wind cracked his mouth and smiled, revealing two rows of big teeth and asked, "Are you a magic demon fruit tree?"

Guo Mumu must have killed Feng and others this time. They pulled out their dark blue hair and said with a smile, "I'm Guo Mumu, the leader of the Demon Emperor. Are you deliberately ambushing us here?"

Killing Feng curled his lips disdainfully and buzzed, "Fart! You little demons are going to ambush and plot! The old man is waiting for you to die openly! Turtles and grandchildren, come up and die!"

The fruit wood suddenly changed color and said coldly, "Okay! People who have the courage, but people who have the courage usually die early!" Killing Feng laughed and said, "I just can't die. People who are afraid of death often die earlier!"

"Huh! Since you can't die, I'll give you a ride!" With a wave of his hand, the 300 phantom demons became confused in an instant. When they condensed, they had rushed out more than ten meters. The formation of the original phalanx turned into a wedge, like a sharp knife into the killing team. A black light flashed in everyone's hands. A short spear appeared in his hand, and the tip of the spear was tilted forward, and the light flashed, generally strong. A sharp murderous spirit suddenly appeared.

Guomumu closed his eyes slightly and was ready to enjoy the sound when the tip of the spear pierced into the body at that moment, and the accompanying sad screams. He has confidence in his subordinates. As long as his 300 people successfully launch a charge, it must be the other party to fall.

Wh! Wheops! Wheops!

"Ah! Ah! ......”

The shrill scream sounded, but the scream came from the group of phantom demons, and powerful arrows sprinkled on the group of phantom demons who were raising their speed to the extreme with the fierce raindrops of the wind. The powerful arrows sent by the magic machine crossbow were so great that they shot through the magic demon rushing in front, and even fell back with the body. The magic demon fell down like mowing grass in an instant. The magic demon behind it, which was maintaining a high-speed forward and rushed forward, was too late to hit the corpse in front of it and rolled together, and soon became the object of the powerful arrow harvest.

The screams, the sound of powerful arrows breaking into the flesh and bones, one after another, the blood dyed the mountain road red, the killing wind and others were expressionless, constantly installing arrows and firing without blinking an eye. Only then did Guomumu wake up. More than 300 people have been killed and injured. He couldn't help but be shocked and roared, "Remove!"

"Kill!" Killing wind shouted loudly, and his brothers put the magic machine crossbow back to his waist, pulled out the machete between his waist and raised it in the air, and a cold light flashed in an instant.

"Fight!" Five hundred people answered the voice, walking like flying, and the knife light was like practice, and some slow-moving magic demons were immediately dismembered. This group of phantom demons were well-trained. Unexpectedly, they quickly stabilized their feet under the impact of killing wind and others. They turned back and slowly gained the upper hand. Fortunately, the killing wind and others wanted to cooperate tacitly, which was just right to be the enemy.

Ma Xiaolong shook his head gently in the woods and said, "This killing is brave, but it lacks command ability. If he uses a machine to shoot again, I'm afraid it won't be such a situation!" It's a pity that Ye Jun got such a terrible thing from there with such a powerful sharp weapon!"

Leng Ao licked his lips. Although he was also shocked by the power of the magic machine crossbow, he didn't care how these things came from. He only knew that it was time for him to beat the falling dog and take a breath.

"Brothers! Needless to say, you should know how to do it?" After saying that, he took the lead in sacrificing the dragon sword and rushed out.

"Kill! Revenge for the dead brother!" More than 300 people came out from behind and attacked behind the phantom demons. Along the way, they have had enough of this group of haunted phantom demons. They often suddenly appear when you are most tired and kill dozens of people in an instant and run away quickly. When you react to chase, they have run away. When you want to give up chasing, They suddenly killed a horse gun, and thousands of brothers in Ao Xuetang were eaten up little by little.

At this time, there is no revenge when you seize the opportunity, and there is resentment! So these people are venting their inner anger and hatred like crazy. The magic demon was killed by the wind and others. At this time, they were attacked back and forth by several times more enemies. In an instant, they were confused and could no longer match up. A scuffle opened, and the failure of the magic demon was a fore.

Guomumu wanted to cry but had no tears. Unexpectedly, he became a "harvest" object in the end. He shook off his subordinates and walked through the trees like a phantom. He did not dare to fly in the sky, because it was easy to expose the target.

The fruit tree flew from one tree to another. It was about to continue to protrude, but suddenly stopped. There was a man standing on the top of the tree in front of him. To be precise, the man was standing on a silver gun, carrying his hands, with long hair messy, casually tied to a piece of animal skin, staring at the fruit coldly. Mumu, that look is like looking at a dead man.

The eyes of the fruit tree slowly narrowed into a dangerous slit, and the momentum on his body was slowly improving. The light in his hand flashed, and there was already a short spear. His body rushed to the man who was blocking his way. He knew that if he didn't kill the man in front of him, he would stop. I want to walk away.

This man is Ma Xiaolong. He has been secretly paying attention to the fruit tree. Seeing that he threw his hand and fled this way, he accelerated the speed to cut off the fruit tree here.

Ma Xiaolong stared coldly at the short spear inserted into the chest of the fruit wood. Suddenly, a gloomy sadness rose on his face. His right hand gently patted the chest of the fruit wood. When the fruit wood was stunned, he only felt a strong sadness coming to his face. His nose was sore, and tears couldn't help flowing out. He felt uncomfortable in his heart. I wanted to cry loudly, but the short spear in my hand was a little unstable.

Peng! With a soft sound, the whole fruit tree flew backwards out and broke several big trees in a row before falling to the ground without moving.

Ma Xiaolong's gloomy color dissipated on his face, and his eyes returned to clarity. He raised his palm and muttered, "The gloomy palm is ecstasy. Where is it not ecstasy? It's really ecstasy!" As soon as he brushed his sleeve and didn't look at the dead body of the fruit tree, the silver gun under his feet came out of the woods.

After a long time, the already dead fruit tree suddenly moved, got up with difficulty, took out a broken dish-shaped magic weapon from his arms and threw it away, took a few breaths, stood up and staggered into the woods.