The three kings have become the figures who dominate the fate of the common people.

The silence at this time may not be stagnant, but just for a better endeavor.

At this time, a fierce competition was being staged under the desert on the other side.

"Tick, tick..."Yao Lao bent his body, panting heavily, and the blood on his body kept dripping down.

Needless to say, if he was consumed like this, sooner or later he would die from excessive blood loss.

Standing in front of him at this time was a group of thin, small, two-knifed, extremely fast people.

I still remember that Yao Lao had just stepped into this place at that time, and as the surrounding area shrank, there was a sound of scrubbing around the dark surroundings.

Then the knife with the sound of the wind whistled in, bringing a sweeping momentum of wind and clouds.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, at first, Yao Lao could still swim in it with ease, but after a long time, he gradually fell into a weak position.

"Whew, whew, whew..." His breathing was very heavy at the moment, his eyes were a little cloudy and staring at the figure in front of him, casually glancing at the fragments in the corner, and his eyebrows showed a solemn expression.

"Click, click..."The next moment, his heart rose to his throat again.

What scares him most at the moment is the emotionless, indifferent mechanical voice, because it means that they have moved.

The voice sounded in his ears like a talisman, and he felt as if his soul was trembling at this moment.

"Come on, even if the old man dies, he will destroy a few of you again." As he spoke, I saw his footsteps move slightly, and his eyes slid around.

But he didn't make any extra moves, but just stood quietly, waiting for these ironclad men to attack, because for him now, every movement was killing his own life.

However, for those robots, this is a completely trivial matter, as they don't feel the slightest bit tired.

Yes, it's just endless killing that never stops until the goal is reached.

Although Yao Lao was a little tired and tired at the moment, it didn't mean that he didn't have the strength to fight at all.

I only saw that Yao Lao's hands turned into palms, and his strength was as full as the full moon, and a robot was repelled between pushing and pulling.

"Hiss", but after all, you can't divide it into several uses, and you will be slashed in the back at the moment.

He gritted his teeth, glanced sideways, swept his right foot with a sweep, and then leaped forward, bent his legs, and leaned on the strength of his knee to push it out.

In an instant, the robot flew upside down several feet away, knocking many people behind it into the air.

At this time, Yao Lao did not take the opportunity to rest, on the contrary, he endured the pain in his body and shot in succession, severely injuring several robots.

It's just that there are a large number of opponents, and they are fast, and they are extremely lethal, so Yao Lao soon became tired, and at this time, he had already been hit by several knives in his body.

On the one hand, there is physical pain, and on the other hand, there is mental fatigue, and under the infringement of the two, not only his whole person, but even his eyelids began to fight up and down.

He told himself over and over again that he must not close his eyes, no, no, because once he closed his eyes, it meant eternal sleep.

I saw that the upper of his jaw was biting his lower lip, and he had already bitten out the blood, and a faint layer of red appeared on the surface of his clothes, and he couldn't tell the intertwining of blood and blood, who was stained with this dark night stain.

Yao Lao's lips and teeth were bright red, and his pale lips became bewitching red again, I saw him stick out his tongue and lick it, endure the nausea of retching, swallow a mouthful of blood, and grin his teeth, in order not to let himself regurgitate.

Under the extremely weak torch, Yao Lao at this time did not look like a healer who hung a pot to help the world, but like a demon who devoured flesh and blood.

"Brush..."Another knife shadow flashed, followed by two, three...

Yao Lao was full of strength, and only then did he take a few steps back, and he escaped from the encirclement.

It's just that those robots quickly stepped forward with their knives, and the sound of mechanical footsteps no longer looked like steps, but the sound of scythes harvesting lives.

For a while, for a while, it was as if there was a drum beating on the little heart.

Yao Lao picked up a knife on the ground, looked at the scene in front of him, and looked at himself, at this moment, he wanted to be killed, death, isn't it a relief, the ancients did not deceive me.

At this moment, his right hand holding the knife trembled inexplicably, I don't know if the knife is too heavy, and he can't hold it.

"Hum..."I don't know if it's the scream of the knife, or the mechanical parts of those robots, or the blank space of Yao Lao's brain at the moment.

For a moment, both sides stopped moving, and their breathing seemed to pause.

"Ping-pong-ping-ping..." was another sound of weapons handing over.

In the next scene, I saw Yao Lao holding the handle of the knife with both hands, horizontally in front of him, and there were four big knives on his knife body, and the two sides were so competitive.

Yao Lao wanted to get out, for example, by pushing hard, and then the whole person retreated.

But the power of those robots was so great that his hands trembled, and the tiger's mouth slipped and dripped blood.

The two robots raised their right feet almost at the same time, and then kicked them violently, and then it is conceivable that Yao Lao's whole person flew upside down like a kite with a cut string.

The most terrifying thing was that he was in mid-air at this time, with no place to borrow power, and those robots rushed up with their knives again.

Seeing this scene, Yao Lao closed his eyes, this time he really lacked the skills to return to the sky, but when he thought of being torn apart by a knife, or dying in the hands of this group of people who were not human, not ghost, and neither dead nor alive, he opened his eyes unwillingly.

The blade no longer looked like a model of a knife, but more like a devil's smile, revealing a chill and the smell of blood.

At this critical moment of life and death, Yao Lao's originally suspended body, the next moment he felt a tightness in his waist, and a feeling of restraint lingered in his heart, just when he was puzzled, the whole person was pulled by a backward force, and he went backwards faster.

In this way, he dodged the robot in front of him, and when he landed on his heels and stabilized his body, his heart couldn't help but feel hot.

"Why are you here?" As he spoke, he didn't look back, just glanced sideways.

"Ahem, if you don't say goodbye, can we not come?" Yu Wushuang said weakly.

Neon stepped forward at the right time and stood in front of the two of them, while Yao Lao, who was also very knowledgeable, stood in one place with Yu Wushuang and took out the pill to heal his injuries.

"Ni girl, don't be careless, these machines are fast, the attack is fierce, you can't fight hard, you can only take tricks." Yao Lao was afraid that there would be something wrong with the neon, so he hurriedly said, even if he couldn't win, he would be able to maneuver around one or two.

Neon didn't have time to say more, nodded slightly and greeted him.

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