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Ashaxiluo's face was gloomy and cold, and he thought that the sure-fire blow was sure to kill, but was resolved invisible by the opponent. Obviously the blade had stabbed the throat, but the other party was unscathed. It would be fine if she changed someone, but she was a legendary powerhouse, the number one assassin in the desert, and never missed a shot at such a close distance, even if the opponent was a legend or even a supreme being.

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through her mind, all of which she denied. She has taken the opponent's teleportation skills into account, and after hundreds of deductions, she has ensured that she can kill with one blow before the opponent's skills are activated.

The result was unexpected.

Then the only possibility left is that the Prime Minister of the Red Kingdom on the dragon chair was a phantom clone from the very beginning.

Thinking of this, fine cold sweat oozes from Ashashiro's back. Obviously, the other party came prepared, mentally calculating but not intentionally, so he must be well prepared to deal with it.

But soon, the arrogance of the legendary powerhouse gained the upper hand. In her spiritual power perception, there was nothing nearby that could threaten her existence.

Countless experiences have told her that in the face of disparity in power, so what if she is scheming, doesn't she only end up in defeat and tragic death?

The confidence belonging to the legendary powerhouse gradually recovered.

And her opponent is hiding under her nose, in the blind spot of vision.

A small boat is dragged behind the side of the flower boat, pulled by a cable, hidden in the shadow of the hull.

Chen Xing's body was on this boat, and he was accompanied by a pious and quiet girl—Nancy, a senior therapist from the Holy See of Holy Light and the "Healing Angel" of the Expeditionary Army.

"As expected of the desert snake, it's too scary..."

Chen Xing subconsciously touched his neck, muttering to himself, looking very scared.

Although it was his avatar who faced Asashiro just now, even in a different space, he could feel the threat of death in that fatal blow that sealed his throat with blood, as if the scythe of death was close at hand. As long as one scythe goes down, the blood will splatter three feet.

Asashiro's speed can only be described as terrifying. If it was his body just now, his throat would have been pierced by the blade, leaving a blood hole the size of a bowl.

But if you are afraid, you will be afraid, the tough battle that should be fought is still to be fought.

Chen Xing, the avatar on the dragon chair, pointed at Asashiro, and said imposingly, "Do you remember what I said?"

"Bring me her heart!"

"yes!"

All the girls responded in unison.

Jianyue Canglian and Shu Muxianglan were the first to attack, and a cold light emerged from the dancing cherry blossom petals, piercing the legendary powerhouse in the arena. At the same time, the white gauze covered the eyes, the sword light was like a rainbow, and the elf-like figure was stepping on the swan dance, stabbing the target from the other side.

The two sanctuary armies, Sakura Armor and Ximeng Ballet are on the stage at the same time. Jianyue Canglian has practiced swordsmanship since she was a child, and she is so talented that she is known as a rare genius in 20 years at the Maid Academy. Shu Muxianglan is the arrogance of the new generation of Longhe. elegance. If it is only about martial arts, it is hard to find an opponent in the world.

The two strike at the same time, moving like a rabbit, swift as the wind, before seeing the figure, the sword glow has arrived.

But their opponent is even more terrifying, Azashiro, the vicious flower that blooms in the harsh and unforgiving desert. The blade rotated on the slender fingertips, and with a sudden grip, both hands bowed left and right, like a roc spreading its wings, and slashed to both sides at the same time.

"Clang!"

The blade scratched and pulled, making a piercing screech, and dazzling sparks poured down like a waterfall. Between light and shadow interlacing, three flashes passed by.

At the end of the first round, Ashashiro finished

Beautiful parry.

At the same time, the figure at Chen Xing's feet jumped up, and pulled out the scimitar from his waist. The blade was stained with blood, and turned into a red glow, and went straight to Asashiro's back.

Xiang Caidie drew out her two knives, moved her footsteps, and stood in front of the dragon chair, her eyes fixed on the field.

As if sensing the attack from behind, Asashiro narrowed his eyes slightly, rotated the handle of the knife with his fingertips, held it with his backhand, twisted the waist of the water snake, and blocked it backwards.

"clang!"

The red blade slashed on the blade, and gorgeous sparks flew out. I saw that Azashiro's body was extremely soft, and he twisted his body at an incredible angle, similar to yoga movements to remove the opponent's strength. To the opponent's abdomen.

At this time, Aqiaomu's door was wide open, and his stomach was about to burst. Ashaxiluo suddenly gave a soft "Huh", and the tip of the knife stopped before it pierced into the abdomen.

"Are you the flower of the desert?" Asashiro looked at Aqiaomu with surprise in his eyes.

Although Shamin was a born bandit, cruel and cunning, he never betrayed the country.

In an instant, great fear and uneasiness appeared on Aqiaomu's face. The body seemed to be electrocuted, and it seemed a little panicked. In the process of backing up, he fell to the ground, not daring to look directly into the opponent's eyes.

"Bitch, what are you doing!"

"Want to eat a whip!"

"Go and bring me her heart!"

Under Chen Xing's scolding, A Qiaomu raised his scimitar tremblingly, and rushed towards Ashaxiluo.

Seeming to be a little insane, Aqiaomu's footsteps were sloppy, and his speed of swinging the knife was also much slower. There was only a sound of "铛", and the scimitar in his hand was directly sent flying by the opponent, hanging upside down and embedded in the ship's pillar.

"Useless bitch!"

"Except for swallowing dung and screaming, I can't do anything!" Chen Xing cursed, "Seeing Yue Canglian and Shu Muxianglan, dig out her heart!"

The figures of the two women flashed, and they attacked again. Asashiro let out a low growl, and the blade slashed out with purple lightning. A huge echo burst out, and the two women were knocked into the air by the huge force at the same time.

Ashashiro stared at the man on the dragon chair, like the prey of a poisonous snake, twisted his waist suddenly, and rushed forward to kill him.

Seeing this, Ruth on the left side of the dragon chair swung her arm vigorously and plucked the strings of the piano. At the same time, the reformer Karen on the right moved all ten fingers together, and the two instruments made a deafening clang.

The two sound waves are like a dragon going out to sea, rolling and rushing towards Ashaxiluo. The latter erupted with blue light all over his body, and with a bang, he used a spiritual explosion to counteract the sound waves, and the blade edged straight at the dragon chair.

Xiang Caidie gritted her teeth secretly, and came out with both knives, but heard two "dang-dang" sounds, and the two knives were bounced away. All the defense lines were broken in an instant, and then Ashashiro turned around and kicked the butterfly, and then stabbed it out, piercing the dragon chair.

Under the huge force, the dragon chair fell apart, but the man who was pierced showed a strange smile.

Asasiro retreated quickly as if stung by a wasp. Accompanied by the muffled gunshot, the deck beneath his feet shattered, and a psionic armor-piercing bullet shot out from the bottom up.

"Damn it!"

Asashiro, who avoided the sneak attack, blushed slightly, cursing inwardly. If it was half a second later, her crotch would be shot through. Although she is a legendary powerhouse with high-strength musculature and super-strong spiritual energy shield, it may not be able to cause any actual damage to her, but hitting this part will be a shame for a woman's life.

Relying on force alone can't take advantage, Ashashiro no longer wastes time, the real power of the legendary powerhouse is not himself, but the super imperial spirit

!

Accompanied by lightning and thunder in the sky, the cracks in time and space across the sky slowly opened, and a huge figure descended into the world.

It is half human and half snake, with a graceful figure, six arms spread out like lotus flowers, each holding a long knife. The image is very enchanting, and there is a dangerous killing intent in the evil charm. With the twisting of the body, the cold light on the lake surface is full of bright knife light.

This mermaid snake is exactly the partner of Asashiro, the false **** "Isis".

"Abandon ship!"

Facing the arrival of Isis, Chen Xing made a decisive decision and ordered to abandon the ship.

All the dancers and maids took out the oxygen cylinders tied around their waists, bit the ventilation valves, and broke out through the windows.

The beauty demon snake waved its slender arms, and a long knife tens of meters fell from the sky. The bright sword light parted the night, and with a "poof", the flower boat split into two.

Ashaxiluo leaped into the air, with her slender thighs raised, sitting on the round and smooth shoulders of the monster snake, looking down at the flower boat that was gradually sinking to the bottom of the lake.

I saw Yue Canglian, Shu Muxianglan and others jumping back and forth on the floating wreckage, about to fall into the water, a huge ship surfaced.

The hull of the ship is mottled and rusty, and it is made up of countless iron sheets, reinforced with wooden boards, nailed in all directions, as if it will fall apart at any time.

It looked tattered, but it didn't sink, which was a miracle.

The girls had a foothold, jumped up one after another, and landed on the deck.

"Railgun, recharge!"

Following Chen Xing's order, a black gun barrel was slowly raised, and countless star dust condensed at the muzzle.

"Tear it down!"

Ashashiro drives the beauty snake to attack the garbage warship.

"Woo!"

The garbage warship whistled and quickly backed up.

Isis twisted the snake body, trying to catch up, but the distance became wider and wider.

It wasn't until this moment that Asashiro realized that Isis's movement in the water was hindered, and her speed was far inferior to the slow-looking garbage warship.

Isis is a sand snake, not a water snake. It can come and go freely in the sand dunes, but in the water, it enters the sea like a mud cow. It only relies on its huge snake body to twist and walk, and its speed is extremely slow.

Ashaxiluo woke up instantly, the other party came prepared, and the original purpose was here!

"Nine, launch!"

While chasing, the junk warship's muzzle glowed with dazzling light, and the lake surface was as bright as day in an instant.

Isis struggled hard, twisting the snake body to avoid the attack, but he got stuck in the quagmire, in a dilemma.

In the next second, a beam of light blasted out and hit the slow-moving monster snake.

A high-pitched mournful cry resounded through the heaven and earth immediately, and a scaled arm clutching a long knife flew out, falling into the lake and causing a splash of more than ten feet.

In order to resist Chen Xing's Nine Electromagnetic Cannon, Isis lost an arm.

Ashashiro's eyes turned red with anger, and he screamed hysterically.

Huge air flow rises from under the feet, and the body slowly floats into the air. Walking through the air without relying on foreign objects is the hallmark of a legendary strongman.

"die!"

Accompanied by the eardrum-piercing scream, Asashiro swung his two knives and slashed at the garbage warship in the lake. The momentum is soaring, like purple lightning falling from the sky, it is extremely fierce.

"Fuck her!"

On the deck, Chen Xing divided into three, swung three Vulcan cannons, and fired wildly towards the sky.

All the girls shouted loudly and raised their knives to meet them.

The thunder from the sky stirs the fire on the ground, and a fierce battle is about to start.