Pursuit of the Truth

In Su Ming’s eyes, there was an astonishing **** month. This month, the demon was scattered, so that all the people who saw it here were shocked. It was at this moment, the red fog in the sky and the Aba war. Figure, his heart suddenly appeared a irritating irritability, this irritability grows out of nowhere, but it is not the first time in his body, he clearly remembers, once a few months ago, he also appeared this Irritated and uneasy.

As if the blood of the person is not controlled, to leave the body, to go to what worship.

Mosang, who had been fighting Bito, had not been able to support it, but this fried eye was a flash of light. He noticed the change of blood in Bito’s body, and took a step forward. He was roaring around, and took this opportunity to start a brutality. The power.

For a time, the large blood fog on the sky tumbling violently, as if the Bitu was going backwards.

This scene, let the people on the earth, at the same time as the **** moon in the eyes of Su Ming, is the strongest battle on the screen that day.

"Retreat!" Nansong's eyes flashed past, the big sleeves twitched, with the Wushan barbarians around him, and quickly retreated backwards. When they retreated, the nine people in the Montenegro department were crushed. The intention is not to look at the sky, but to go ahead and chase.

At the time of the retreat, Nansong bit his tongue and spewed out a blood. His blood turned into a huge blood sè arm, and waved away to the nine people who were chasing the Montenegro.

The roaring back dàng, the earth is like a fierce earthquake, the huge blood sè arm, the person who will be pursued by the Ministry of Montenegro, is blocked by fifty feet.

"I can feel that there are still some barbarians in Montenegro, the road that is coming..." I want to apply martial arts, you wait for the law, and fight for me! Nansong said, immediately sitting on the floor with his knees closed, his eyes closed, and the whole... the breath disappeared, but the blood line on his body was twisted under a strange twist, and it seemed to form a pattern.

Bei Ling carries his father. He has no strength in this battle. Even if he runs, it seems to be extremely difficult. As for the dagger, he lost the double tui and forced himself to faint mi, but look like it. I can't hold it.

Lei Chen struggled from the back of Su Ming, compared to Bei Ling and others, although he is also the end of the strong, but still can fight, guarded by Nansong.

This fried, in addition to Su Ming, there is a man about 30 years old this year, he has no blood, his left arm has been bloody, but his right hand is holding a spear tightly, looked at Su Ming a look Later, with Su Ming, stood in the forefront.

"Su Ming!" Behind Su Ming, there was a weak voice of the dagger.

"This bow, for you!" When Su Ming looked back, the dagger looked at Su Ming, indicating that Bei Ling took his bow, and together with the remaining three arrows, thrown at Su Minggong. "Since then, you It is the head of my Wushan tribe! Your arrow art, I have seen it, very good...", the dagger smiled, slowly closed his eyes, he did not die, but could not support the faint mi.

Su Ming took the bow and arrow. The bow was very heavy. There was a feeling of suffocation on it. It was stained with a lot of blood. After being held by Su Ming, he silently put the arrow. The chair was on the back, nodding to the north, and turned to look at the giant hand that was turned to the front by Nansong blood, blocking the people of Montenegro.

Time has passed quickly, and from time to time, from the body of Nansong, there is a very horrible momentum that is slowly brewing. It is conceivable that once he completes the process, this mantra will be extremely amazing.

But at this moment, the huge blood sè arm burst into a crash, and nine of them were in Montenegro, all rushing out, carrying cockroaches, and heading straight to Su Ming and the people around him.

Su Ming’s eyes flashed, and the left hand of the bow was lifted up sharply. The right hand quickly took out an arrow on the back and instantly opened the bowstring. In the vibrato, the bowstring became a full moon shape, an unspeakable The breath broke out from Su Ming, and his whole body of blood blew out, seemingly condensed on this arrow, fiercely loose, and a sharp whistling rose.

But seeing that arrow, with a madness of lore, in the whistling like to penetrate the void, straight to the front, the brakes are close to one of the nine people in Montenegro.

Su Ming knows that this fried can not be wasted even a single arrow, so this arrow is not taken from the Heishan patriarch, but it is Bi Su, but a Heishan tribe who is repaired on the fifth floor of the coagulation environment.

An arrow was taken offline, and it was turned into a black light. In an instant, the Montenegrin tribe xiong. Directly exploded, penetrated by an arrow, his body was pulled back a few steps, and fell down.

At the same time, when Su Ming took out the second arrow and opened the bow, the remaining eight people in the Montenegro were already approaching 30 feet. It seems that the arrow has not yet been shot and will approach.

But this time, the 30-year-old man around Su Ming was striding in a big laugh, rushing forward, and in the neighborhood, he did not hesitate, the whole body exudes a thorny red awn, body The blood line swells, he wants the blood line to blew!

To use the body's self-destruction, to support the Ministry of Montenegro, to fight for Su Ming's arrow, to maximize the time. Su Ming was silent, and he sacrificed to the Gan people. He used his actions to express his inner sorrow and anger. When the second arrow shot, he heard a roar, it was the death of the tribe.

The 30-year-old man is not not in love with life, but this fried, life compared with the tribe, he chose the safety of the tribe, with its self-destruction, the roar of the roaring, the eight people of Montenegro, blocked the three interest time!

At the time of this three-interest, Su Ming’s second arrow whizzed away, and once again penetrated from the heart of a Montenegrin, causing the man to spurt blood and die.

At the same time, Su Ming’s third arrow, in the weak force of the self-destruction of the tribe, suddenly shot!

This arrow is off the string, Su Ming does not go to see the result, but the back of the bow, the body rushed forward without hesitation, his right hand, the blood flashed, the **** spear appeared directly, was held in his hand.

Su Ming, who has learned to be silent, does not roar, but goes forward without hesitation. His back is Nansong, who is brewing a powerful savage technique. It is Lei Chen who does not have much combat power. It is a seriously injured Bei Ling and The dagger of the faint mi, now that he can fight, only he is Su Ming.

He can't go backwards, can only move forward! His eyes are already blurred, and the arrow of xiong mouth is still there. He dare not pull it out. Once he is unplugged, the injury may be heavier, and the hidden dangers of forcibly improving it are now faint.

In his direction, he rushed alone, in front of him, Montenegro wrapped his patriarch, there are still six people left! Although all six of them were wounded, this is a crazy approach.

Lei Chen clenched his fist, but he knew that he was the last line of defense. Even if he was dead, he would die. He took a few steps and stood in front of Nansong, watching Su Ming fight, his tears. Flow down.

"Su Ming, you said, I can't be a witch, I want to die, we also close our eyes together..." I will! ..., there is not too strong roaring sound, Su Ming seems to be dumb, but his shot, but the hot is beyond all that he can have in this year, the spear in hand, and the Montenegrin patriarch !

The patriarch of the Ministry of Montenegro is the strongest of the eighth layer of coagulation, and even stronger than the leaf. Although he is injured, it is not something that Su Ming can resist. At the moment of mutual contact, Su Ming’s mouth overflows with blood and is hard. The body withstood the punch of Montenegro, but his body was a strange twist, the spear swept in his hand, and his target was the other person next to him.

It was a barbarian on the sixth floor of the **** boundary. He was following his patriarch, and he was laughing. His eyes seemed to see that Su Ming’s body would be exploded, but he saw it. Not enough, the screaming screaming of the **** spear is approaching. In this glimpse, the person directly penetrates through his right eye, and the slamming sound is nailed to the earth. At the same time, Su Ming’s body sprays. Out of the blood, rewinding backwards, and falling to the ground, the remaining five people in Montenegro are about to rush, but Su Ming is struggling to stand up in silence, with his arms stretched out in sorrow, the moonlight of the sky is coming. Outside his body, he wraps around a line of silk and is smashed by him. These wires go straight to the five people.

The head of the Montenegrin squad flashed in the eyes, and the right hand lifted a fierce pile of Bisu, pushing Bisu away, causing him to jump up and take advantage of the opportunity to rush to Leichen.

The patriarch of the Montenegro himself whispered, and the whole body broke out with red blood, while behind him there appeared a figure of more than a dozen blood-sized bears, which was not coagulated. The pattern was changed, and this Chu came out, roaring and horrified, and the body of the moon blocked the silk of the moonlight that Su Ming waved.

However, he underestimated the unique technique of Su Ming, especially today's month. Although it is not full, it is already similar. This moonlight is in the moment of touching the blood bear, and it penetrates into it. The blood bear made a fierce embarrassment, but the Montenegrin patriarch was a flash of gaze, but he saw the blood bear burst open, and by the force of its explosion, the flesh of the moonlight was broken. There was also an impact sweeping around, falling on Su Ming's body, letting his blood spurt out and his body was thrown into the air.

In that midair, Su Ming’s mind was unclear. He saw that there were more than a dozen black mountain parts in the jungle. He was coming in. He saw Lei Chen in front of Nansong. , rushed out, its enemy, is the cruel Bi Su.

"Ended..." But I..." I can fight..." I still have an arrow! "All the things in his eyes are slowing down in this frying. He can't hear any sound in his ear, but his eyes are staring at Bisu, who is near Leichen. His body is covered by moonlight." Su Ming grabbed the bow with his left hand, and grasped the arrow on the xiong mouth with his right hand. He violently slammed the pain and made a murderous murder. He put the blood-stained arrow in his body. The bow was facing the Bisu, a fierce arrow shot!

The first one is sent, immediately is the second, the magic army, against the mi, the monthly ticket in the hands! ! .