Three hundred heads fell to the ground, blood scattered onto the Red Rabbit team members next to them.

This instant scene shocked the group of mercenaries.

Their pupils suddenly shrank, their bodies stood still for a second, and then instinctively retreated.

In a duel between experts, it is often just one second to decide the outcome.

In the moment of a moment, the Rakshasa adventure team and others waved their swords and slashed them again, and dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong

This kind of killing speed is absolutely powerful and terrifying.

The white-faced red rabbit's eyes trembled, and they looked at the three hundred people who suddenly appeared like ghosts in surprise. The three hundred people were gangly, including mercenaries, shadow guards, and soldiers. However, they also had one thing in common, bloodthirsty and cruel.

Li, ruthlessly attack.

When the white-faced red rabbit came to his senses, nearly a thousand people had died under his command, his head rolled down, his corpses were everywhere, and blood stained the ground red, and many were sprinkled on the shrubs next to him.

"Everyone is calm, don't retreat, give it to me." At this time, Chitu no longer had the energy to ask who these people were. He shouted and ordered his subordinates not to retreat.

"Kill!" The mercenaries woke up instantly after Captain Chitu shouted, waved their long swords and killed them back towards the Rakshasa adventure team and others.

"Hmph, good grandson, give your head to grandpa." A young man from Rakshasa screamed, and his long sword swung his sword at a mercenary.

Since they came in, they have been in Xiaoshuli for ten days. On the first day, they have advanced to become advanced spiritists. On the next nine days, they have consolidated their strength. For ten days, they can no longer wait, and the cells in their bodies are clamoring.

In order to kill the enemy, the spiritual power surging in his body made him more courageous and confident.

With one sword, the spiritual power of a high-level spirit man was poured out. The head rolled to the ground lightly, with its eyes wide open, and its eyes were unaware of its silence.

"Hehe, killing you with one knife is to make you feel happy. You have to be grateful to me." The young man said, then waved his sword to look at the next mercenary.

"Let me taste the power of this princess." Shasha wore a lilac robe and wandered between the black-skinned soft armor. Her little hands shook, and an exquisite crystal bottle appeared in her hand, which contained the tempting red liquid.

, crystal clear, shining with a heart-wrenching dazzling light.

The bottle cap opened, waved his arm, and took advantage of spiritual power to sprinkle the seductive red liquid evenly on the facade of the group of mercenaries.

The group of mercenaries only felt a red shadow waving in front of them, and a fragrant wind came down, and then there was a stinging pain on their faces, eyes, foreheads... and a sneer. Something was burning, like a fire from hell on their faces.

spread.

"Ah..." A shrill scream resounded throughout the forest. He couldn't help but feel panic in the ears of the red-blooded mercenaries, and cold sweat broke out from behind.

"Ah..." The red liquid stained the facades of more than ten mercenaries at the same time. In their shrill screams, their skin shattered, their muscles melted, and their bones were exposed, mixed with red blood, ferocious and terrifying, as if they were emerging from the ground.

The blood demon that came out was so cold that it was invaded by the body.

"Well, what's going on? What's going on inside?" A shrill scream passed through the tree and reached the ears of the spirits. They shook all over and stood up from the ground, looking stunned and confused.

"No, there is a sound of fighting inside." A high-level spirit master's spiritual consciousness was a little stronger, and soon discovered the abnormality inside.

"What, fighting, isn't there no one in the woods? Is it the internal strife of the Red Blood Mercenary Group?" The young spiritualist exclaimed, and his eyes were gloating, "Hey, fight, fight, the best fight

He was hemiplegic and both sides suffered losses. Damn, these mercenaries are simply hateful and deserve their internal strife."

"No, it doesn't seem like an internal strife." The high-level spiritist shook his head, frowned into the character "chuan", hesitating whether to go in and take a look.

"Don't worry about internal strife or internal strife, anyway, the Red Blood Mercenary Group will be injured. Let's not meddle in other people's business and wait for the show to be done." The young spirit waved his hand. At this time, he would not be too stupid to go to die. Three hundred

The head fell to the ground, and blood flew, splashing on the Red Rabbit team members next to him.

This instant scene shocked the group of mercenaries.

Their pupils suddenly shrank, their bodies stood still for a second, and then instinctively retreated.

In a duel between experts, it is often just one second to decide the outcome.

In the moment of a moment, the Rakshasa adventure team and others waved their swords and slashed them again, and dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong

This kind of killing speed is absolutely powerful and terrifying.

The white-faced red rabbit's eyes trembled, and they looked at the three hundred people who suddenly appeared like ghosts in surprise. The three hundred people were gangly, including mercenaries, shadow guards, and soldiers. However, they also had one thing in common, bloodthirsty and cruel.

Li, ruthlessly attack.

When the white-faced red rabbit came to his senses, nearly a thousand people had died under his command, his head rolled down, his corpses were everywhere, and blood stained the ground red, and many were sprinkled on the shrubs next to him.

"Everyone is calm, don't retreat, give it to me." At this time, Chitu no longer had the energy to ask who these people were. He shouted and ordered his subordinates not to retreat.

"Kill!" The mercenaries woke up instantly after Captain Chitu shouted, waved their long swords and killed them back towards the Rakshasa adventure team and others.

"Hmph, good grandson, give your head to grandpa." A young man from Rakshasa screamed, and his long sword swung his sword at a mercenary.

Since they came in, they have been in Xiaoshuli for ten days. On the first day, they have advanced to become advanced spiritists. On the next nine days, they have consolidated their strength. For ten days, they can no longer wait, and the cells in their bodies are clamoring.

In order to kill the enemy, the spiritual power surging in his body made him more courageous and confident.

With one sword, the spiritual power of a high-level spirit man was poured out. The head rolled to the ground lightly, with its eyes wide open, and its eyes were unaware of its silence.

"Hehe, killing you with one knife is to make you feel happy. You have to be grateful to me." The young man said, then waved his sword to look at the next mercenary.

"Let me taste the power of this princess." Shasha wore a lilac robe and wandered between the black-skinned soft armor. Her little hands shook, and an exquisite crystal bottle appeared in her hand, which contained the tempting red liquid.

, crystal clear, shining with a heart-wrenching dazzling light.

The bottle cap opened, waved his arm, and took advantage of spiritual power to sprinkle the seductive red liquid evenly on the facade of the group of mercenaries.

The group of mercenaries only felt a red shadow waving in front of them, and a fragrant wind came down, and then there was a stinging pain on their faces, eyes, foreheads... and a sneer. Something was burning, like a fire from hell on their faces.

spread.

"Ah..." A shrill scream resounded throughout the forest. He couldn't help but feel panic in the ears of the red-blooded mercenaries, and cold sweat broke out from behind.

"Ah..." The red liquid stained the facades of more than ten mercenaries at the same time. In their shrill screams, their skin shattered, their muscles melted, and their bones were exposed, mixed with red blood, ferocious and terrifying, as if they were emerging from the ground.

The blood demon that came out was so cold that it was invaded by the body.

"Well, what's going on? What's going on inside?" A shrill scream passed through the tree and reached the ears of the spirits. They shook all over and stood up from the ground, looking stunned and confused.

"No, there is a sound of fighting inside." A high-level spirit master's spiritual consciousness was a little stronger, and soon discovered the abnormality inside.

"What, fighting, isn't there no one in the woods? Is it the internal strife of the Red Blood Mercenary Group?" The young spiritualist exclaimed, and his eyes were gloating, "Hey, fight, fight, the best fight

He was hemiplegic and both sides suffered losses. Damn, these mercenaries are simply hateful and deserve their internal strife."

"No, it doesn't seem like an internal strife." The high-level spiritist shook his head, frowned into the character "chuan", hesitating whether to go in and take a look.
Chapter completed!