Warlord of Chaos

Chapter 1-4

It was a dull morning, and it was no different from the past. A mighty, invisible team appeared on the avenue and headed south.

When the soldiers’ checkpoints were more than 100 meters long, the team stopped slowly. Justin looked out from the second carriage and looked at it for a moment. He couldn’t find the Moxico.

"Hey..." Moxico stared at the big sword and still came out of the small bar, but this time, he was not alone, Han Jin and Lang Ning were behind him, and Lang Ning’s back With a dozen knights.

"Moses...Mossman?" Justin’s look changed dramatically. Apparently, he recognized Langing.

The curtain was provoked, Bog got out, and Han Jin and other people were full of unsatisfactory smiles, even if he was really stupid, he didn’t know how to look at other people’s expressions, but people who shouldn’t appear. It has appeared, this has proved everything.

With a sharp whistle, a team of fully armed knights appeared outside the town, blocking the road out of the town, and the roadside alleys followed a team of soldiers, and Borg’s face became iron blue. Coldly staring at the Moxin branch, gnashing his teeth and said: "Moxin Branch! You dare to sell me!!"

"Selling? You are too worthy of yourself." Moxico sighed with joy and laughed: "Reassure, we just check your goods carefully. If there is no problem, we will let you go."

"Oh..." Borg's eyes became sharp, full of bitter hatred, and then spit out two words: "Death!"

There was a magic wand in the hands of Borg. The magic wand was inlaid with a very conspicuous large water blue magic crystal. After he spit out the two words, the water blue magic crystal has become shattered and turned into countless splashes of light. At the same time, a huge and sharp ice cone was shot at Moshin.

The speed of magic release is too fast, and the speed of the ice cone is faster. The most horrible thing is that the ice cone is a nine-order magic, even if it is a great magician, it is difficult to release it in an instant! Perhaps the strength of Borg itself has reached an unfathomable extent. Maybe he is playing the power of the magic wand, but now it is too late to say that, the most important thing is the result!

The gloating sorrow on the face of Moxie was missing. He just danced the giant sword. The ice cone has penetrated his body. He was cut into two pieces by hard and splattered. In the **** splash, people can clearly see the upper body of the Moxin branch. Straight to the old high, Lang Ning's position is very fortunate, not within the scope of the ice cone attack, but behind him there are two knights encounter the pool of fish, while being bombarded by the ice cone.

The ice cone killed several people and was still unstoppable. On the wall of the bar, a hole of two meters wide was blasted into the bar, followed by a violent explosion, accompanied by fears of men and women. Scream.

Borg's face turned pale from iron blue, and then he released a seventh-order magic, floating, and the figure rose into the air.

Only his feet had just left the carriage. A tall wooden man appeared out of thin air in front of him. He hugged him in a very warm and very awkward position, and threw him down and directly pressed it to the ground.

Regardless of how amazing the magic was, Borg was a magician after all. He was hugged by Han Jin’s release, and he couldn’t make it, not to mention the release of the cone and float, and now he was unable to release it. Other powerful magic.

"No..." Borg struggled: "Save me!!"

A strip of people jumped from behind the carriage, some people greeted the soldiers, and others rushed straight toward Borg.

Unfortunately, due to the distance, Han Jin appeared in front of Boge earlier than them, throwing his fists and slamming, and Boglu’s right upper arm was interrupted by Han Jin, with a strange angle. Distorted, then the left arm.

"Ah..." Borg made a non-human tragic sound, and he did not know where the strength came from. He even made a leg to kick Hanjin.

But the magician and the man playing the melee can only ask for their own troubles. Han Jin gently reached out and grabbed Borg’s ankle. Then he lifted his leg and squatted on the knees of Borg. One, Borg’s head stunned and immediately stunned.

"Get out of the way!" A rushing guard was so anxious that his eyes were flushed and he waved his sword to Hanjin.

Han Jin snorted, his body shape greeted straight, his left hand dialed, and the other's long sword was pulled out. The right fist followed and pulled out. He was banging on the chest of the guard. The guard mouth spurted blood and flew out.

After releasing the gods, Hanjin’s body became tough, and he would not directly resist the other’s long sword. Instead, he chose the right angle to open the sword, and the strength of those guards was not high. Han Jinru is like a tiger. Every time he dials, there will be a guard who will fly out. Others clearly see Han Jin’s movements, but they still can’t resist his attack.

Because of speed, because of strength, there is a saying in the martial arts, and it will drop ten times! In the face of a huge gap, all the tricks become useless.

Lang Ning roared and joined the battle group. It was like a mad tiger. The Mo Xinke was a comrade who accompanied Lei Zhe to the military camp. He could not accept this result, and he could not face Lei Zhe!

The soldiers flocked to the battle, and the caravans of the caravans smashed into one group. One party was prepared, one side was flustered, and the battle was quickly tilted toward the side of the Rapids.

Han Jin suddenly saw a black light hitting himself at a speed that was hard to detect with the naked eye. If it was not recently strengthened, at his speed, even if he saw it, it would be difficult to make a corresponding action! Han Jin hurriedly extended his right arm, blocking the black light, and an arrow spinning to the air.

Han Jin’s right arm appeared a deep blood trough, and the blood spewed out. He also felt that his right arm was sore and painful that he could hardly move.

Han Jin Meng looked up and saw a pair of eyes full of murderous machines. A green arrow disappeared into the ground at the same time. With Hanjin as the center, a piece of vines with claws and claws stretched out to the ground and rolled into Han.

Han Jin screamed and picked up the arbitrage. He jumped straight into the sky. His eyes didn't dare to leave the other's eyes. When his toes were just off the ground, he found a sarcasm in his eyes. Then he I saw a black arrow on the string.

Han Jin has a feeling of being cold and cold. The elf's posture is calm and self-confident, as if the death penalty of the opponent has been pronounced. Obviously, she has a full grasp of this arrow. And Han Jin is in midair, nowhere to borrow, can not release the mantle, can only be a target.

Lost... Han Jin’s heart snorted, and suddenly lost two life-saving symbols. The murderous murder is his daring to fight with all his opponents. He can’t imagine if there is no squatting. Protection, how can he walk in this world? At least within half a month, he can only hide honestly.

Wu Guang flashed, Han Jin waited for nothing to happen, the long bow in the elf's hand has been drawn into a full moon, but the arrow can not shoot, because there is an arrow from her left ear, from her The right ear reveals that she has penetrated her head!

Han Jin only noticed the figure of Xiannier. He couldn't describe the feeling of recovery. If his character is so unrestrained as Mo Xinke, he might yell: Xiannier, I love you...

"Kill..." Lang Ning made a roar, his mad heart finally stabilized. The scene of Han Jin’s attack was almost mad, and Mo Xinke was killed. If Han Jin died here, then he I can really do it on the spot!

"Kill..." The soldiers followed the shouts. There were only two senior professionals in the caravan. Now they are both dead and wounded, and the rest is just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Lang Ning struggled to throw out the gun and fired a caravan guard in front of him. Because of his excitement, his strength was a bit bigger, his body shape was half-way, and the result suddenly became stiff there. The momentum of the mad tiger disappeared without a trace. No trace. Only one person can make him become like this, that is, the Moss, if the Moxenko is still alive, what is the significance of his gnashing battle?

Moxico stood on the corner of the street, clinging to his giant sword, dull, stupid, as if he had been isolated from the world, he has not reacted yet.

"How..." Lang Ning couldn't believe his eyes, it was impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Within such a short distance, in the face of the instant ice cone attack, any professional below the eighth order has no possibility of escape, even the thieves! What's more, he saw the Mossenko being killed!

The desperate resistance of the caravan guards caused the murder of the soldiers. They didn’t show any mercy. They often made up a few mistakes after cutting down their opponents. If the frightened horses were running around, then the horses would be together. Kill it!

The whole street is full of blood, killing the sound, the ninth town is also an ancient big town, the residents of the town have never experienced this kind of scene, they are afraid of shrinking at home, no one dares to be in this Time to go out and watch.

The resistance of the caravan guards is getting weaker and weaker, leaving only sporadic escorts in the carriage, fighting for a little breathing time. At this time, they have no energy to think about resistance and have no value, just for their own Survival and instinctive battle.

The movements of the soldiers became more and more rude. They simply flipped the carriage, and then they stood up with a gun in front of the carriage. There was a horse-drawn carriage carrying a few son-in-law, who did not know who they were. But the soldiers did not care about the three seven twenty-one, and they couldn't tell the difference, and they cut down the son-in-law.

In the war, it is impossible to distinguish personal behavior. Self and comrades are a group. All enemies are another group. This is the fight between groups and groups! What's more, the military ranks of the Rapids are extremely strict, and the soldiers will not have any other ideas. Since the enemy groups threaten their own survival, then all kill!