Chariot of Doom

At this time, Zhu Long had his own punch, but it was not a big problem. It's his own discomfort. He just used a "steam storm" to drain some energy and sneak in. The energy in Chaos is now less than three-quarters. First, it would be unthinkable if the consequences were to be consumed.

"Hey," Long Leng Leng in the distance, the silver long sword in his hand pointed into the air, and the energy of his body rushed over.

"Your mother, use advanced combat skills when I have no energy." Feeling the energy fluctuations on the dragon sword, Ye Hao cursed in his heart, but the curse in his heart still stopped, but his eyes filled with joy.

"Your mother, ask for wealth and gambling, gambling," the heart sighed deeply, staring at the distant dragon.

The silver sword in Zhu Long's hand stagnated in mid-air for a few seconds, with endless energy fluctuations. "Go to hell", with a shout, the sword in Zhu Long's hand also dropped rapidly.

The cold silver energy instantly illuminated the night sky and engulfed Ye Hao's body in an instant.

In the distance, Xiao Nuo's face was filled with some doubts, and then became anxious. "Siyu, you pretend to be full of big hair, and Ziyun Shenyi is here to serve me." Looking at the Ziyun Shenyi on him, Xiao Nuo became a little anxious.

The silver slowly dissipated, gradually revealing Ye Hao.

At this time, Ye Hao's body hit the old tree at the end of the forest. Where Ye Hao's body passed, there was a gap in the woods. When Ye Hao collided, several ancient trees collapsed. on the ground.

Sen Bai's face was lifeless, and blood was constantly being pulled out of his mouth. The green squat in his hands was no longer on the ground.

"Thinking Rain", Xiao Nuo's small body quickly rushed towards the broken body, and the small hand shook Ye Hao's bloody head.

"Oh, little thing, you sent me away, now is the time for me to kill him," Zhu Long's cold words slowly spread, the silver sword in his hand poured out for a while, and he walked step by step toward Ye Hao. step in.

"Your mother, who do you think you are, just because you all want to kill Siyu, don't sneak into the urine and take care of your dog." Sad Xiaonuo heard Zhu Long's drink. Suddenly angry, his eyes gripped Zhu Long tightly, and the small body in front of Ning Siyu blocked it.

"Stop talking about his mother's nonsense, take me away, don't say I'll catch you and bring the stew." Zhu Long long distance was still walking forward, pointing to the sword in his hand.

"Go to your mother and wait for Siyu to wake up, we will kill you and eat your dog meat." Xiao Nuo's little fingertips caused weak energy fluctuations, and the little body fainted due to Zhu Long's approach. jitter.

"Get rid of it, but there are two wastes, I want to kill me." Zhu Long's sword was thrown, a silver sword shot from the middle, and was forced to go to Xiaonuo.

The tiny body formed a curve in the air and landed heavily on the ground.

Zhu Long continued with a sneer.

"Your mother, I said, no one can hurt Siyu," the villain flew over again, blocking in the air, ignoring the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and the weak energy in the little hand became lighter.

Seeing that Xiao Nuo is not too serious, I hope Long is very interested in this. I never thought this little thing could grab a sword.

"It seems that the clothes on your body have many origins, but you are still going to die, don't stop me from killing these wastes," Zhu Longlu was stunned, and the sword in his hand waved directly to Xiao Nuo.

The cold sword energy instantly stabbed Xiao Nuo's body, causing a small spasm on Xiao Nuo's face, and the little body was punched out.

"Hey, don't be self-sufficient," Zhu Long snorted, holding a long sword in his hand, approaching Ye Hao step by step. Zhu Long didn't take a big step, looking at Ye Hao lying there with a smile on his mouth.

The hand holding the sword is stronger, and there is too much enthusiasm and enthusiasm in the eyes.

"Father, I'm finally going to take revenge on you. My son will eventually avenge you." Zhu Long shouted as he walked, his body slowly approaching Ye Hao.

Zhu Long walked slowly and said in a low voice, tears streaming down his cheeks, the bloody man, the hatred that killed his father could not be reported.

Zhu Long's steady steps finally reached Ye Hao. In the distance, Xiao Nuo was struggling on the ground, her painful little face was full of convulsions. Zhu Long holds a sword in his hand, and the glare of his eyes will instantly illuminate Ye Hao's entire body.

"Go to hell, my father's blood cannot flow in vain," the raised silver sword brought a gust of wind, which quickly smashed Ye Hao's heart.

But when the silver sword was about to stab the heart, it was in Xiaonuo's tears, but when it was helpless, a blue-green sword shot out from the ground immediately, followed by a green energy shock. .

The dragon's body is shot in the distance, with the appearance of a fist. The long sword stabbed from the air was like a shooting star, and endless blood mist floated in the air.

Ye Hao, who was lying on the ground, suddenly got up and rushed into the air. The blood-stained green flew directly to Zhu Long's heart.

The two of them fell to the ground, watching Zhu Long's body cover up the dizziness and the quick drops, Ye Hao's heart gradually eased.