The Strongest Martial Spirit of Infinite Upgrade

More than four hundred and nine Emperor Army soldiers came out of the cage as if the beasts were rushing into the golden ship.

With absolute advantage, in the face of dozens of witches and guards, the fight broke out without any suspense, and a unilateral slaughter was staged.

On the entire three-story deck, the screams of a savage guard who was smashed into flesh and fell to the ground echoed.

The filthy blood flowed down, and the golden ship quickly turned into a **** ship.

Except for a dozen witches near the door of the third storey, he retreated into the shipyard in panic and panic. Less than ten minutes later, there was no one living witch on the entire three-story deck.

"Clan ... Clan old be careful!"

Tito kept the frightened Wu Shixiong behind, and kept retreating deep into the ship's warehouse.

The three-story bunker was originally only used by Wu Shixiong, so various functions are available, and the entire bunker is extremely huge.

The structure of the outer three floors and the inner three floors gives them some retreat space, but this space is limited after all.

When the last dozen or so witches were very elite, protecting Wu Shixiong, they retreated to the innermost warehousing, and they had already retired. They could only pile up various furniture at the gate of warehousing, and acted as the last stop.

It was just that these witches were just busy, and the debris at the door was directly blocked by a golden boxing fist.

Immediately afterwards, a black robe figure rushed in like a ghost with the scattered sawdust and energy.

"Kill him!"

Tito screamed, and the golden gun in his hand stabbed out fiercely in accordance with the trajectory of the ghost.

More than a dozen other witch guards also shot, and various swords and mans were mixed with guns and filled the entire house.

However, what made them unbelievable was that the ghost was attacked by dozens of instants, exploded, and the raging waves swept away. They would immediately rely on the nearest witches and rush directly into the air.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

One by one, the witches hit the wall and fell to the ground, but they didn't wait for them to get up, flashes of sword light flashed across the witches who were struggling on the ground, the blood flashed and was damaged on the spot.

"Not good! It's a clone! He's still there, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Tito suddenly panicked his eyes, roared loudly, twisted his body at the same time, and looked around.

He never thought that this human warrior would use his avatar to rush into the direction from the explosion, attract their attention, and then take the opportunity to rush over.

At this point, the demonic Terran Warrior must be already in the warehouse.

However, because of the self-explosion of the avatar just now, the entire house was filled with mist and smoke, and it was impossible to observe normally.

At this time, the wicked racial shortcomings were exposed!

Chu Yan, who is located in the corner of Jucang, has lingering eyes and five colors. At the same time, he is fully aware, and can see the situation in the entire Jucang clearly.

"dead!"

Suddenly, Tito finally saw, a vague shadow, standing in the corner behind him, suddenly bursting out of his body, raising his hand and stabbing fiercely.

call out!

Almost at the same time as his gold gun pierced, the shadow moved, and as soon as he saw a flower, he saw only a bright to dazzling sword light, from far to near, and disappeared in his eyes, then Tito felt the neck of his neck Suddenly, all of a sudden, the whole body shivered.

After that, the whole world turned in his eyes, dumped ...!

Huh!

With a muffled sound, while Tito's head fell to the ground, he clearly saw that Wu Shixiong, who was standing in the presence of an emperor, stared at him with bloodshot eyes, all in horror.

Then, the boundless darkness and coldness drowned his consciousness completely. Everything in front of him quickly solidified and became completely blurred in an instant, leaving nothing that disappeared.

Wu Shixiong shuddered, looking at his feet, on Tito's head, the pair of glaring bosses, unimpressive eyes, staring at himself, suddenly, just felt the cold hair all over his body stood up.

death!

So close to myself!

call out! call out! call out!

Lights flickered continuously around each side, and every dazzling sword light passed, and a witch fell to the ground and made a dull sound.

In less than ten breaths, the entire house gradually calmed down, and it was terrible!

tread! tread! tread!

It's weird, it's scary to the choking atmosphere, a crisp and heavy footsteps sound, just ten steps behind him, he is walking towards himself step by step.

That feeling is like death holding a sickle, grinning all over his face, ready to reap his own life!

The feeling of death coming and waiting for death made Wu Shixiong's entire mind rigid and his body trembling violently. It was not a strong will, and was almost crushed by this fear.

When the last footsteps echoed, Wu Shixiong's trembling body seemed to run out of his last strength, and even turned to look at the death god's strength and collapsed to the ground.

Grunt! Grunt! Grunt!

The big mouth gasped, and after five full breaths, there was barely a bit of strength in the body.

With this power, Wu Shixiong slowly turned his head and looked behind him ...

However, at this glance, a pair of snake pupils suddenly shrank, their whole bodies were like falling ice cellars, those eyes ...

What kind of eyes were like a peerless beast, staring at his prey with blood and brutality.

It is like the **** of heaven, looking down at an insignificant ant, which makes people unable to raise a hint of perversion.

Staring at the boss's eyes, he didn't even dare to look at these eyes even after a while, just when Wu Shixiong used it on all fours, and wanted to crawl away from that place to the greatest extent possible, farther away from the master of the devil's eyes.

In the air, a cold light with blood glowed suddenly!

sword!

It was a sword covered with blood!

Wu Shixiong was very sure ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ When he saw the shape of the long sword, the ice-cold sword was no more than an inch away from his neck.

Huh!

A heat flow emerged from his neck, completely covering the cold air. At the same time, Wu Shixiong could feel that the only strength in his body was rapidly flowing away.

"Did I ... be killed by that sword ...?"

A question flashed in his mind, his face full of astonishment and confusion, Wu Shixiong saw that there was a large black shadow in front of him, and it was flowing towards himself, just as the sun in the sky was disappearing in his own world.

And his own question, I will never know the answer again, of course, this answer is no longer important, there is only one voice, ringing in his ear.

"Witch! Remember, if you dare to step into the world of my tribal kingdom, you must have the consciousness of death!"