Martial King’s Retired Life

Extremely sensitive, and because it communicates with the limbs and bones, once the attack is felt, the host will be biased immediately.

This \ 'raccoon's rolling method is a martial art that can ensure that he can dodge automatically when he is attacked while running. In other words, it is life-saving skills.

"Mom can turn it over!"

The bow and arrow shot to the end, the quiver was hollow, and he couldn't catch this big raccoon-like guy. When they came to the Central Plains, they could not bring more bows and arrows. But after all, there are many people, and the dragon is in the sky-one person can't defeat many of them.

"Knife, knife!"

"Hack this old tabby cat !!

"Chopped into meat sauce!

The dragon replayed in the old tone,-while tumbling and escaping, it actually played a role when the soldiers met, and did not make people chop into meatballs. But no matter how wonderful the raccoon rolls, the internal force is always exhausted, but the ghostly two hundred soldiers are changing hands one after another, taking turns to rest, but the dragon is only one person after all.

The big civet cat can toss again, and after half an hour, it is too tired to move.

"Hahh, hah .. CC again

The dragon was panting in the weather and was surrounded by sneaky fighters. Not to mention that he is exhausted at this moment, even if he has strength, the raccoon cat can't escape the sword in all directions.

He was beginning to turn pale in front of him, lying down on his back, exhaling white gas in his mouth, and was quickly blown away by the cold wind. He couldn't help it anymore, letting himself knock him down with fatigue, he didn't even want to move.

The sneaky soldiers were ecstatic when they saw the civet cat not moving. After playing for a long time, I was a bit tired. The steel knife was faint, moving slowly towards the center, for fear that he would move. Thinking of finally killing this guy, his palms sweated slightly.

"I'm so exhausted that this guy wasted a lot of time.

"I can't spare him, at least I have to cut three knives."

"This one-knife lets the book come to you 4j \"

A sneaky warrior came forward with a knife and grinned.

"This lets you know that you messed up with the wrong person. We are sneaky, guys, you are not the one to mess with.

-The dragon exhaling with a big mouth moved slightly in Tian's ear, but didn't react otherwise.

The soldier said that he slashed down at the dragon in the sky, and then the whole man spit blood and flew to heaven. This moment seemed to be still. No one could think of it now, and he still had to resist.

The tanuki's lazy voice came.

Dragon punched to the sky with a punch in the sky, and was still exhausted. Obviously, the last punch had exhausted his final skill. It is no longer fearful.

His face was very poor, and his blush was weak, which was obviously a phenomenon after intense physical exertion. However, he was tired, slack, and even a little embarrassed on his face.

But I can't find my fear.

As a dying man, this is too abnormal.

The dragon had no eyes in the sky and looked at the ground slowly.

"Are you a group of thieves, can I be called the object I dare not mess with ?, so

He said slowly, as if falling down at any time, but giving the feeling that he could not be knocked down anyway.

"Have you got it wrong. Have you ever seen soldiers, afraid of thieves?"

"What more nonsense with him? Kill! '

"Kill, kill!"

It seemed as if he could not stand his tone, or the soldier's intuition made them feel uncomfortable like this, and everyone wanted to raise a knife. However, their actions were not like shooting a prey, but a group of people who were caught by beasts and had to raise their swords to defend themselves.

The dragon bent out of the corner of the mouth of the sky-wipe the arc, and whispered: "Kill."

The mountains and the mountains, and the edge of the green forest and lake, suddenly returned a huge sound like a sound, and a thousand sounds.

Next came the sound of sharp objects being inserted into the flesh.

The blood flower burst out into a blood mist visible to the naked eye. The sound of inserting sharp tools between flesh and blood and the screaming still kept ringing. No one knew what was happening, as if they didn't know what it was. This scalp tingling sound continued and grew strangely. Even if you look at it already-a sea of ​​blood, and even people who are no longer standing, the screams and the sound of cutting meat still don't stop. It is suspected that this noise is also a means of torture the enemy.

"You guys really messed up.

The blood mist spread away.

It was revealed that the dragons in the center were standing in the sky, counting the swords one by one, and the ghost soldiers who had not died yet-and surrounded them in the middle, wearing black leather armor, the number was at least three thousand A group of tiger and wolf men.

In comparison, the ghostly warriors of 200 people are not even Yuxing programs.

They had swords on their waists, blood on their bodies, and unicorn tattoos on their shoulders.

They are quiet, low-key, Xiao Xiao, as if with the forest.

They don't know when they came, how to get there, and even now they don't know if they really came here.

Only the fierce unicorn on his shoulders clearly shows that the unicorn guardian who is on the whole world is really here.

Support. \\ (End * 本 * 神 * 站 *

->> This chapter is not finished, click next to continue reading