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"Who is it!" The big change in front of me made the Pang Fafa face that was ready to enjoy the "fruit of victory" slightly change. Just when he shouted, the two Punk warriors holding a round shield near him suddenly Qi Qi let out a dull sorrow,

Pang Fafa looked at a sharp flash of light like a flash of lightning, with an incredible arc from the unprepared throat of the two Punk guards on his side, pouting. "With the sound of the sharp weapon cutting the skin, two red The blood arrow of sè splattered from the part of the armor where the two were cut,

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The two Punk warriors are also experienced characters, almost instinctively responding. In such a critical situation, they still bravely blocked the wound in the throat with their right hand, and after a quick body, they quickly retreated, they knew that the opponent was more fierce. The homeopathy will soon come back. Although the throat is injured, but armor has resisted most of the attacks, it is not completely fatal, but if you come back with a sword, you can’t die anymore.

"Poof"

Their movements are faster, the other party's sword is faster, almost like playing with magic, Jianguang does not drag the mud and water, gently cut the trachea of ​​the two, a lot of blood is still like being cut and squeezed Like a tomato, it keeps coming out from the gap between the fingers holding the wound, and the two finally "don't support". The four knees first knelt on the ground, because there was no sound, the empty eyes looked far away, full of dying Unwilling in the past, finally the dead body, fell heavily in the snow of the white,

The blood that was out of control, and the snow on the ground soon melted like a spring, the scene was tragic and strange,

"Asshole, let's go together!" Punk Law stepped back quickly, but he was shouting in his mouth. The death of the two guards almost made him scared to collapse. With this sword alone, he knew he was too far away from the other party. Too. It’s not at a level at all. The people who participated in the operation tonight are all famous warriors in the family. The two guards are the warriors who choose one in a hundred. Any one that fell just now, the strength is above themselves.

But in front of the abominable night that fell from the sky like a night demon god, the two didn't even hold a round, except that because the weapon in the other hand was too peculiar, it was like a soft and sharp streamer, but it was so sharp. No one can defend. Every time it strikes like a flash of lightning, there will often be a punk shield swordman who spurs his throat and squirts. "Are you a human or a monster!" Punk screamed loudly, his face white Like a blank piece of paper, the hand holding the knight's short sword trembles slightly, and the shadowy soft sword in the shadow's hand is in his eyes a murderous sharp demon sword in the snow of the night. Ming Huang's trembling sword light was like a sickle of death, so it was easy to harvest the lives of dozens of warriors in this family. This kind of killing method is more like a monster.

"Go away!" The fat man didn't care about him. Instead, he screamed and took the opportunity to hit the Punk Shield Swordsmen. The soft sword in his hand picked from various unimaginable angles, splashing blood and falling to the ground.

In front of the fat man who forged tens of thousands of times with jīng steel before miraculously made a blue soft sword, the melee shield pride that the Punk tribe was proud of was as weak as a piece of paper. The soft sword-like blade is sometimes hard and sharp like steel, and Shier can’t resist like a streamer. There have been more than one person, and the soft sword broke the hand holding the shield from behind the shield, and then the whole body was heavily The fat man kicked and flew out,

And at a distance of ten meters from him, Su Kebailing, who was paralyzed on the ground because of his weakness, also saw his eyes gleam, almost forgetting that he was in danger.

It's terrible, it turns out that there are so terrible warriors in this world! Su Ke Bai Ling's face showed a completely shocked expression, because the situation was too sudden, the two Punk warriors who caught her finally rushed up, but Su Ke Su Ling, who should have been in danger,

But she became the only one who could clearly see the entire slaughter process. Her big eyes were completely fascinated by the sword light full of death and gorgeousness,

In her eyes, only the strange sword light of the blue sè is transparent and beautiful and bloody, like the blood splashing around, gorgeous like the glaze blooming in the night sky,

The sword is cut in the throat of the enemy. This killing method can be called strangely. From beginning to end, she feels that the other party is not like fighting desperately at all. It is more like a cat and a mouse. A dozen or so sharp Punk Shield Swordsmen have fallen for the most part, lying all over the ground, and even these Punk warriors did not expect that their bodies would be away from Sukh who was attacked by them in front. Ethnic warrior, but only a short distance of more than ten meters

The bright red human blood splashed the shadow, and the shadow of the sword was unstoppable as if with magic, but the shadow on the face was still an indifferent expression. It seemed that it was not you who was killing me like chopping melons and vegetables.

This is where Su Kebai was most inspired by heart palpitations. She did not think that she had encountered a monster like Punkfa. From the sword light, she felt the ease and stability of swordsmanship.

This is enough to show that the other party is already familiar with this kind of trauma. Only those who have experienced a brutal battlefield can have a high level of balance of mind. Under such a stable play, even if the opponent is replaced by himself, it probably is The result of a sword sealing throat! "Don't come, don't let him come!"

The completely desperate Punk method has completely lost the courage to fight desperately. While urging his men to rush up, he frightened back and forth,

In a hurry, I saw Su Kebailing sitting paralyzed on the ground and seemed to think of something. This young Punk master suddenly turned behind Su Kebailing. In the throat, I only dare to show half of my head and shouted here

"Don't come, otherwise I will kill her immediately!" "You kill her, I will save more trouble! To tell you the truth, I'm here to kill her." The fat man continued to move forward, the sword swayed , Another Punk warrior fell over his throat, "Oh, don't lie to me, if you want to kill this woman, one hundred is not enough for you to kill!" Punk is not a fool, hiding in Su Ke Bailing said timidly behind him, "I have to admit that you are the most terrible enemy I have ever seen, but what about that? As long as this woman is in my hands, you would not dare to deal with me!" You can try it yourself!" said the fat man with a strong tone, the sword in his hand splitting the air. The magical sword light of the blue sè brought up a layer of snowflakes on the ground, and finally stood still under the eyes of everyone. The slightly drooping sword tip made a whisper of infiltration like a soul.

The human blood of the red blood, like a hanged rope bead, dripped on the ground along the sharp edge of the blood-free sharp edge, and soon a red blood was formed, and a body was lying around ,

Cold wind bleak. Snowy,

The few remaining Punk warriors looked at the killing **** in horror, and timidly Qi Qi stepped back a few steps, all hiding behind Su Ke Bai Ling, this strange scene, just like Su Ke Bailing is a line of life and death, as long as she crosses her sideline, it will immediately become a dead body,

The fat man suddenly found himself in front of him. Except for the young man in the dark red armor who put the short sword on the white neck of Su Ke Bai Ling, only Su Ke Bai Ling who was being put on the neck with a sharp sword,

To the surprise of the fat man, this beautiful woman in the Black Forest who was put on his neck by a short sword. But he was staring at himself with a scorching and bold eyes, and his expression was extremely complicated. "Do you have any last words?" The fat man was guilty of a guilty conscience. The soft sword in his hand was raised again, and the strange blade of the blue sword seemed even indifferent to the moonlight above his head.

Under this strange sword light. Su Kebailing, who was opposite, suddenly opened her beautiful eyes and seemed to make up her mind. She said to the fat man, "Please do it, no matter who you are, as long as you can kill these people, and avenge my tribe who died tonight." , Even if I were to die, I would not have any hesitation!"

"Don't listen to her, drop the sword in your hand, otherwise I will kill her immediately." Pang Fafa shouted with a twisted face, the sharp short sword in his hand shivered slightly, and struck Su Ke Bai Ling's slender neck. There was a blood stain, which ran down Su Kebai Ling's chest like jade fat, red and white eye-catching, weird and gorgeous. "Okay, I can't come!" The fat man smiled slightly, waved his hand in front of everyone, and the soft sword flew lightning Go out and insert it into a big tree ten steps away. "Who are you?" Pang Fafa asked with a triumphant look on his face. Without the strange sword, he did not believe that the other party could threaten him. "You..." Su Ke Bai Ling's gaze suddenly dimmed with determination. She didn’t expect that the other party really came for herself. She discarded her long sword and was just sitting still. She thought that tonight’s tragic death would no longer know the truth, and she couldn’t help but be sad. “On your own, what’s the right to know?” Fatty With a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, his hands folded behind his back, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, and the domineering contained in the tone was undoubtedly revealed, "Asshole! The sword is gone, so mad" Punk's fangs gritted his teeth and pushed away with anger Su Kebailing, the long sword in his hand was slashed at the fat man. He had to use his sharp long sword to cut off the other person's head in order to vent his resentment. If it wasn't for the guy who was killed halfway, he was now Enjoying the wonderful ketone body of the first beauty in the Black Forest, but now, everything has changed. For the sake of life, I have lost the dignity of a punk warrior. If I can’t kill the opponent who humiliated myself, pass it back. Your status as a patriarch will not be guaranteed

It is a pity that he has found the wrong target. Compared with the soft sword in his hand, the fat man's ability to kill with close hands is more terrible.

"Death!" The fat man waited for this moment, and his squinted eyes suddenly flashed a cold light, and penetrated deeply into Punk's eyes.

Taking advantage of Punk's shock, his forward body suddenly stagnate. The fat man's two wide palms have seized his armor shoulders, and the knees with metal knee pads are like a thunder strike. , Hitting him hard at the speed of lightning,

"Ah" a terrible and fierce voice resounded all around, and with the sound of a broken bone, everyone looked at the whole body of the painfully distorted Punkfa in the face, stopped there like a statue

"Small... Young Patriarch!" Several Punk warriors showed an unbearable expression, too ruthless, it was just a broken egg. This crackling voice made the Su Ke Bai Ling, the closest to them, The blushing face wanted to bleed blood, she didn't expect the situation to change so fast

"Pang" The short sword in Punk's hand fell off, and at the same time, the fat man's fist broke through his chest, Punk's muscles lost his strength, fell to the ground, and the fat man added a foot to Punk's method to make sure he died You can’t die anymore, just wipe the blood on your clothes. Picking up the white fur at his feet, he remembered that it seemed to be Baixuling's coat,

"Small... The young patriarch is dead!" The few remaining Punk warriors could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, and they were so scared that they lost their weapons and yelled into the depths of the Black Forest.

"You..." Su Kebailing almost looked at his fat man with a dull gaze,

The fat man's eyes fell involuntarily on her snow-white, tall and beautiful beauty, Su Kebai's blushing blush, wanted to cover up, not even cover up. Looking at the fat man buttoning the button, but carefully not touching the big hand of her chest, until the button was gently buttoned for her, and finally covered the white fur on her beautiful chest and naked body,

I don’t know why, the phrase “really beautiful!” when the fat man appeared just now appeared in Baeksu Ling’s mind.

"Will you run into danger if you go back alone?" The fat man squatted halfway down, looking at Su Ke Bai Ling with a somewhat messy and sad feeling in front of his eyes, pretending not to know the current embarrassment. A cold question on his face asked, "I'm not afraid, the Punk tribe has only come with so many people, and all the men in the forest behind me." Su Kebailing's white jade-like teeth bit his lip, and the gods were complicated and strong. Want to stand up. Covering his chest with his hand, Bai Qiu suddenly whispered, "Can you tell me your name? I will definitely repay you with Su Ke Bai Ling!"

The fat man silently helped Su Ke Bai Ling to sort out his clothes and helped her put on Bai Shou Mao Qiu before patting her white and tender face. I don’t mean to say "After going back, remember! It’s best not to mention things tonight, otherwise it will be a good thing for your young Sukh patriarch. It’s not a good thing! Still think about how to deal with punk The threat of the tribe"

"You know I am Su Ke Bai Ling in the Black Forest!" Su Ke Bai Ling's body was shocked, with a face that was hard to hide, and then said, "Since you know my identity, why not go with me, I will I will repay you, as long as you make it, I will promise any request you make." "Forget about what happened tonight, even the best repayment!" The fat man's face showed a smile that he didn't mind.

The inner struggle of the Black Forest was what he expected, and tonight a Pangke young patriarch died in his hands. After this matter, the confrontation between the Sukh and Punk has become inevitable. At this time, the imperial hand behind the empire cannot be manifested too clearly. Otherwise, it will not only cause panic in the Black Forest, but also cause anxiety in the northern noble alliance of Sarand,

After all, the empire had promised them, and they would never intervene internally between them. The Black Forest, as a sensitive area in the south, is more likely to cause empathic reactions from these nobles of the Sarande. The expedition to Normandy is imminent. More volatility

Su Ke Bai Ling's eye-catching flashing light, as the first beauty of the Black Forest, she has seen too many excellent men,

But she has never been tempted, not only because of her high vision, but also because she is well aware that her decision will determine the future of the Sukh,

As the patriarch of the future Suk people,

Personal choices can only be placed outside of true feelings, but there are still many people pursuing her, including many young and handsome young people with deep backgrounds.

Just like the dead Punk Practitioner tonight, she is one of her most powerful suitors, and she is indeed a little emotional. Punk Practitioner is not only handsome and handsome, but also a rare civil and military genius in the Punk clan. The mercenary's identity has been traversed outside the forest. No matter the boundary and ability are first-class in the Black Forest, and the aura of the young patriarch of the Punk tribe makes it difficult for Su Ke Bai Ling to refuse completely. Both are well-matched, and the marriage of the two will completely change the pattern of power in the Black Forest

Su Kebailing finally looked at the fat man in disbelief and said, "Do you really have no other requirements?"

The fat man looked at this beautiful girl with some annoyance and funny~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How did it sound like he was waiting for some reply?

The fat man bowed his head helplessly and opened it slightly on Su Ke Bai Ling's, yet wild lips, and said, "Go back,"

Surprisingly, Su Kebailing didn't even refuse and struggle, but kissed the fat man very boldly.

Breathlessly whispering "Who the **** are you? I don't want to know the name of the man who got my first kiss!" "It's not the time yet! I'm leaving" "Fatty ruthless, beautiful fennel, lightly floating over the fat Nose wings,

Turned around and walked towards the camp. There was a shattering footsteps behind him. After seeing Baxuling, he also left, "Your Majesty!"

In the woods 40 meters away, more than a dozen guards wearing black armor flashed out from behind the tall trees, with all kinds of weird expressions on their faces. I can’t hear it. It’s just that my majesty is so happy. Who dares not jump out and stir up the mess?” Nobody can say anything about tonight! Otherwise, let anyone go to see the cell! “The fat man glanced at these guards, Said cruelly, but Su Kebailing's beautiful jade rose in her heart, and her disappointed expression of soft heart because I didn't tell her name. (To be continued.)