Urban Dungeon: This world is in danger

Boom!

It's another collision.

The king took a few steps back, smashed the house, and fell into the rubble.

Trotsky, no less.

However, this black bear-like man rushed out in the next second.

Seeing that the royal power did not break out of the ruins, he grinned:

"So you are nothing more than that!"

"So.... Let this ruin be your grave!"

Trotsky, smiling, walked towards the ruins.

In his opinion, the indigenous kingship, being able to fight with him for so long, has reached its limit.

Now, the other party is paralyzed in the ruins and does not come out, and he is definitely seriously injured by the heavy blow just now.

"Come out, I have nine ways to kill you!"

Under the Ruins: The Throne trembles.

Still, instead of fear, he was excited.

"What a great master!

" "Kill him, maybe I can get a higher score!" "Kill him, maybe I can get

skill points, or even skills!"

"But.... I performed two killing moves in a row, but I was no match for him!

" "Fortunately, I have a hanging!"

"Burn.... Skill points!"

A skill point burns, bless the Peach Blossom Fist.

The power of the Peach Blossom Fist has skyrocketed.

He walked out of the rubble of his house.

The

sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the long street.

Trotsky sneered: "Stand up?"

"So, just shoot you!"

"Click

! click!

The king moved his hands and sighed: "Originally, I wanted to join forces with Gong Er and kill one of you."

"But... You shamelessly sent two men to snipe at me and disrupt my plans. "

The good thing is that I'm working hard and I'm getting stronger. "

Now.... One-on-one, I can kill you too.

Trotsky incredulously:

"Shameless?" "Shameless are you." "

You native, disrupt Lord Victor's plans.

"Your Excellency is going to punish you. "

Step, step, step

!" Wang Quan quickened his pace and rushed to Trotsky: "Noise

!" "Die!"

[Kill Move.Peach Blossom]

The killing move bloomed.

This time, with the blessing of skill points, the power has skyrocketed.

With this punch, the air was blown up.

The fist seems to be a mountain, and it is suppressed.

Trotsky smirked: "Pediatrics!" "

White bear hanging!"

He opened his arms, like a big bear, and rushed to the royal power, trying to strangle him.

Boom!

The two sides collided.

Trotsky's arms were broken, and his bones were exposed.

"How did you get stronger?" he

couldn't figure out.

Just now, the two were evenly matched.

Even the royal power has fallen slightly.

But in the blink of an eye, the other party's strength has increased?

At

this moment, Trotsky hated the people of Zhongzhou and hated the royal power.

"Ahh I'm going to kill you!"

Trotsky roared, his muscles swelling with rage, especially in his legs, and his pants bursting.

Trotsky, murderous.

Royalty on guard.

The next second:

Trotsky's strong, long legs erupted, and he ran away.

Wang Quan was stunned and chased frantically:

"Why did you run away?"

"Don't go, let me kill you, complete the task, and get the score."

Trotsky ran faster, terrified:

"This native is going to complete the mission?"

"Still need to get a grade?

" "Is he a member of a mysterious

organization?" "His organization takes pleasure in killing people?"

"This is definitely a terrible organization, I must report it to Mr. Victor!"

Boom

, boom, boom

!

Houses were smashed by him.

He's getting faster and faster.

Soon, there was a jingling bell in front of me.

It was a fight between Gong Er and Mifune.

Gong Er's ponytail flew like a whip, and it was extremely ferocious.

The three boat masters, with the help of shadows, loomed and quite embarrassed.

When he saw Trotsky, he rejoiced:

"Brother, come and help me, catch this woman together, and let's enjoy the pleasure together."

A cold light flickered in Gong Er's eyes.

She suddenly waved her hand, and a golden bell flew towards Trotsky.

Bang!

The golden bell hit Trotsky's chest.

Poof!

The black bear-like man spat blood from his mouth.

He gritted his teeth:

"Master Mifune, you help me block the royal power, I'll go back to heal first!"

Trotsky, vomiting blood, passed by Mifune's master.

Before the three boats could figure out what was going on, the king chased after him.

When he saw the three boats blocking the way, he was furious:

"Get out!"

The three boats sneered.

Lao Tzu can't deal with women, can't he deal with men?

He blocked the way.

The next second:

[Killer Move.Peach Blossom]

Bang!

Terrible fist, hit Mifune Master in the chest.

Big bang!

black smoke rises.

Mifune disappeared.

The head of the royal power did not look back through the black smoke, and shouted: "Gong Er, kill Trotsky with me." "

Miyaji doesn't know Trotsky.

However, she saw the big man who had fled just now.

"Good!"

she chased after the king, and together they chased Trotsky.

The two ran all the way through the ruins, chasing and killing.

Front:

Trotsky's face was pale.

Originally, he was severely injured by the royal power when his arms were broken, and his speed slowed down.

He was hit by Gong Er's golden bell again and was injured again.

Running slower at this point.

He angrily scolded: "Master Mifune, you bastard, why do you have to provoke that woman?"

At the same time, his heart was terrified.

He turned his head and saw that the king was in hot pursuit.

Seeing Gong Er's heroic posture.

His heart was even more troubled.

"Damn, why are they so addicted to chasing?"

"Why don't you chase after Mifune?"

At this point:

in a dilapidated house, black smoke exploded and dissipated.

The three boates, spurting blood, fell to the ground.

His clothes exploded, and a scarlet peach blossom appeared on his thin chest.

Peach blossoms occupy the entire chest and come to life.

The three boats touched it, and he shivered with pain.

"What a powerful punch

!" "What a weird force!"

"This guy.... Why is it so terrible?"

he was afraid.

"Thankfully, I didn't go to the ring to challenge him during the day. "

Otherwise.... It's a shame. "

Damn.... This guy is obviously so strong, why is he still teasing our people in the ring?"

......

Gong Er, followed the royal power to hunt down Trotsky.

She looked at Wang Quan's back and had mixed feelings.

She didn't expect this man to be so powerful.

In such a short period of time, the top masters of the eight empires who fought broke their arms and fled in embarrassment.

"It's ridiculous, I'm still up high trying to help him. "

I didn't expect him to be so powerful

!" "With him, we might really be able to win the championship!" The

more Gong Er thought about it, the happier he became.

"However, before that, I want to help him kill that guy

!" "When the time comes, he will see that I am working hard, presumably, he will definitely cooperate with our plan!"

Jingle bell.

The golden bell is more powerful than the musket, and if it hits an ordinary person, it will definitely hit a bloody hole.

Hitting the master can also make the opponent vomit blood.

For a time:

Trotsky was even more embarrassed and slower.