The word "broken" was exported to Delaeus, and the whole person rushed to the calm rain curtain that was slowly coming from Master Yi, which was suddenly torn by the sudden charge and sent out a "hiss-"breaking wind in the distance.
The ferocious axe was wiped in Baishi Square, and a strong fireworks broke out, with scarlet light and a strong bloody smell in the condensed air.
"Scarlet murder-"Master Yi gave a strange smile to his side. He listened to the rapid axe, and his broken steps were still slow, even dragging the swordsman without a pause, as steady as a mountain.
More rain
The scarlet tomahawk pulled out a scarlet shadow in the air with the violent killing of Dreius, and he jumped high with his axe and split it in the sky.
chop
At this moment, the gas condenses like a mountain of scarlet murder, and Master Yi is still laughing. The strong smell of blood has filled the nose.
"Die". Dreius’s eyes are full of scarlet. He hewed out the axe with his own strength. The world can escape a blow at the locked place at this moment.
Master Yi is about to be cut in half by an axe, and the wind and rain stop. Master Yi took a step to the left, dragging a emerald sword and gently sliding across the axe wrist in Dreius.
"Plop-"A blow was as fierce as ghosts and gods. The man hit the ground like a broken pocket, splashing water all over the floor, and blood flowed from his wrist. He barely leaned on a giant axe to raise his head from the rain, only to find that his body was trying to move. He struggled desperately to roar, but he couldn’t say a word. In the silent rain, he groaned in pain and echoed in the square like a wounded beast.
Master Yi continued to close his eyes without a moment’s pause, holding a sword in his hand and dragging a wisp of blood on the ground as if nothing had happened.
"This is the gap." Swein glanced at the struggling ground lightly. Dreius took back the hand that teased the crow and took a step. The rain splashed on his worn-out military boots. He frowned and dumped it, but let more rain fall on his face. He complained bitterly that he raised his hand and released the crow on his shoulder, while he squatted down to wipe his worn-out military boots.
The crow that rose from the sky flew higher and higher in the rain, and finally flew away from the place where the light could shine. There were harsh and ugly crows howling in the sky.
It seems that nothing happened. It was particularly funny for a lame man to complain and wipe his boots on a rainy night of killing.
There was no pause in the spiritual impact, and Master Yi didn’t want to see the sky. The crow still walked slowly towards the painted black god of war.
It’s close. Two hundred yards to go.
Paint black ares is still holding a sword and leaving a pair of sen cold eyes outside, but he still has no intention of making moves.
One hundred yards
Lame seems to be an addiction, even throwing away his crutches and busy with his worn-out military boots.
The huge rain flower hit Master Yi’s emerald helmet and crackled. He raised his sword and put his ear to his emerald blade. The rain hit the blade and sounded euphemistically. He smiled and said to the black god of war who was close at hand, "You know? I heard cuckoos chirping, right by the Ionian sea. "
"Wow-wow-"
The crows in the sky suddenly became sicker and denser, from one to a number.
"Wow-"A crow rushed into the light, then the second, third and fourth …
Counting the sharp crows is like breaking through the darkness and rushing towards Master Yi.
"It’s really nice," Master Yi said to himself.
The rain seems to have turned dark and covered the sky, and crows rained down on seemingly thin men.
"Thorn-"
"Thorn-"
It seems that the sharp beak pierces human beings, and it seems that the emerald blade pierces the feathers and echoes clearly.
"It’s really nice." Master Yi was still talking to himself, as if he were immersed in this wonderful music.
Crowds of crows, thick as rain, were pierced by Master Yi, and then dispersed into powder in the air.
After a long time, there was a group of crows all over the sky. The crow kept screaming in the sky, but never dared to go near Master Yi for ten yards. It looked at Master Yi with blood-red eyes. It seemed to want to remember his face. Then it refused to call and flew back to Svein’s shoulder. It painfully pecked at itself all over the scars, and black blood slipped down the rain to Svein’s face.
He kept rubbing his shoes. Svein finally raised his head. He stuck out his tongue and licked the foul black blood. He looked at Master Yi without saying a word. He looked pale to the extreme as if he were several years old. He stared at Master Yi for a long time and raised his left hand to touch an injured crow, but in the middle of his hand, the whole person fell in the rain and did not move.
Master Yi, who cut down thousands of crows, was finally a little tired. He took a breath, but only a breath. He was still unscathed.
At last, the last enemy left in the Broad Square is also the target of Master Yi’s trip. The tall man in dark armor, the absolute leader of Noxas military department, ruled Noxas dictator General burnham Duckwell for nearly 150 years.
"It’s been a long time, Yi." General burnham Duckwell, the dark god of war, said the first sentence after a long silence.
"Long time no see" Master Yi finally opened his eyes and carefully looked at this sword, which he had been wanting for so many years. The tone of the sword was dull and emerald, but it broke out with a strong green light.
"Good" General burnham nodded, his right hand grasped the hilt, his left hand caught the dark scabbard, and the whole person made the most standard sword drawing posture.
The strong emerald sword awn is getting brighter and brighter, and finally it goes straight to the sky, and the sharp firm but gentle will cut all the rain in a hundred yards into powder. If it is true,
General burnham still kept the sword-drawing posture, and no rain fell again. The rest of the rain dripped from the armor and radiated a dark light. The dark god of war slowly drew out the dark sword, and the black light was slowly released from the scabbard like annihilation.
Emerald covers the sky
Black inflammation kills the world.
It’s raining like crazy
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First Geng
My roommate is watching a bloody drama, so I have been interrupted.
Egg Pain
Ma Xie er Geng
Page sixty-nine The gods haunt this night
When the rain fell like crazy, Sun Wu hit a double-edged axe with a stick and cut it hard at him. He exhaled and picked it up, and once again flew from the side, and the sinister green flying blade smashed more than a dozen black swordsmen close to him into a pile of meat.
The violent rain will disperse the blood all over the place, and the smell of blood and meat will be strong again.
The owner of the double-edged axe that was shot off was a strange man with a dead gray skin. His solid dead gray muscles were covered with armor that seemed to be made of bones. He stared at the huge blood-red pupil and tightened his hand. The huge double-edged axe "Cutter" rushed to his head again like every charge, which was almost half dead. There was no retreat in his mind before, and now there is no such thing as his dead face, which is as cold as ice. The momentum is fast, hard and accurate.
Cold, cruel and unyielding, this strange man embodies almost all the advantages of Noxas soldiers
Sun Wu took a deep breath and felt a little numb in his jaws. This strange guy is almost a war machine that can’t be beaten, tired and scattered. This is the tenth time that he has beaten him back. If his opponent has been dead for eleven times, he is still alive and kicking, and that crazy force is almost not weakened, but it is getting stronger and stronger.
Plus, the monster who always tries his best to stab in the back like a crab doesn’t know what kind of ability he has, and there are hundreds of black swordsmen behind them.
It’s impossible to escape. It’s said that this is the situation
Take a step back and follow the crazy and violent rain. Sun Wu jumped high again. Three of them are exactly the same. Sun Wu waved a bronze stick and drove a white cloud straight to the double-edged axe monster who wanted to confront himself.
The gray monster who died with a double-edged axe slammed his weapon in his hand, but suddenly he felt his body stumble and almost fell.
And the three Sun Wu were smashed by a giant axe, and a moment later he heard a sharp roar. Sun Wu rushed out from behind him with a huge brass stick with a dazzling golden light and slammed it into the head of a gray skin monster who had just stabilized himself.
"Bang-"In an ugly rumbling, the dazzling golden light of the brass-colored giant stick disappeared into the monster’s head, but there was no brain splash as Sun Wu expected. The monster roared sullenly and did not show any more pain.
Sun Wu took another step aside after hitting it with a stick. He just wanted to kill a few black swordsmen with a stick, only to find that the crab monster with a cold arrow had released a thick green crystal jar until Sun Wu’s feet were broken and a very bad smell was everywhere. He felt that his original flexible hands and feet were stiff, and there seemed to be something strange wrapped around his body. Then there was a continuous break in the wind, and Sun Wu’s eyes narrowed and suddenly stood still.
The source of those broken winds is naturally the green flying blade of the crab monster. This time, it seems that he poured more than a dozen green flying blades into Sun Wu in one breath. Those blades passed through Sun Wu’s body and unexpectedly turned into gas, but those green blades did not stop, but continued to fly rapidly in the middle of the journey and pierced a black swordsman’s secret place.
More than a dozen Noxas assassins were killed by their own people, and the green blades didn’t stop walking through the rainy night with fresh blood. Finally, they hit Sun Wu, who suddenly appeared.
More than a dozen blades were inserted into Sun Wu’s whole back, and the green venom invaded his body from the wound. The strange feeling rushed to his heart even more violently, and he felt that his separation was no matter.
Stretched out all over the body. Those blades with their backs full were counted, and the slight injuries could not shake Sun Wu by half. He held up the huge brass stick and looked at the immortal monster who slowly turned his head. Although he didn’t kill him, he was really seriously injured by shaking his head.
