An unlucky Butterfly Dance spy was smashed into the ground by a heavy cannon body, and no one cared whether he lived or died. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Because as the cannon fell to the ground, the woman carrying the big gun that was five feet seven inches nine minutes long and weighed two hundred and seventy pounds mixed gold had also stopped them on the way to evacuate.

The knife lang had already taken out the knife the moment Tang Luoyan landed, without any hesitation. Bang Dao Lang thought very simply, since he was stopped, then when he had the opportunity, he should destroy the opponent's living force as much as possible, which is the attitude he should have towards the enemy.

Eleven followed the sword-wielding man, and those well-trained Butterfly Dance scouts also quickly drew their swords and joined the ranks of rushing to kill.

Tang Luoyan lifted the big gun in his hand, but there was an accident that these Tartar lackeys were crisp and ferocious, especially the knife that rushed first to the ruthless-faced man, which could be called "smart" in terms of strength, speed and accuracy alone.

The knife man didn't know that the opponent gave him a good evaluation of this knife. He did his best to kill people, not hurt people. In the mind of the knife man, the murderer often achieves more benefits than the wounder. Therefore, he has always begged to kill people when he uses a knife, and he rarely leaves anyone alive when he has the intention of killing.

The long knife fell very quickly, Tang Luoyan took a step and slammed the big gun in his hand, and used the huge force brought by the galaxy magic skill to frame the knife of the Dao Lang.

The crisp sound of the collision that should have been in the imagination did not appear, but Tang Luoyan scolded "cunning", pressed the back of the big gun diagonally down with her left hand, and then raised her right hand to retract it, and the power of the galaxy fell to the ground, shaking out a huge spear made of mixed gold. heiyaпge

It turned out that the knife man had a strange technique, and the knife in his hand seemed to be weightless, and it could be flicked and bent at will. The seemingly powerful head in front of his head slashed at the moment when the swords and spears intersected, but the long knife in the hand of the Dao Lang turned back violently as if it had been blown by a strong wind. It was precisely because of the long knife in the hand of the knife man that the collision of the knife and gun did not occur.

The knife man who had planned for a long time swiped back with the knife in his hand, and the whole person actually fell out in the direction where the knife skimmed, as if he was about to fall to the ground, and actually stretched the knife in his hand to Tang Luoyan's waist. The long knife that originally seemed to be about to fly out of his hand also bounced back at the same time as the posture of the knife man changed, and the long knife slashed at Tang Luoyan with a chill.

The seemingly distorted posture of the Dao Lang was actually amazingly fast, so fast that even Tang Luoyan scolded and only had time to withdraw his hand and smash the diagonal gun at the opponent.

The right wrist of the Dao Lang turned again, and the left palm was on the ground, to ensure that the person would not fall to the ground due to the twisted and subdued posture, and at the same time, he transmitted the strength of his body to the right wrist, and spun the long knife that seemed to be weightless like a windmill, and turned straight up against the head of the big gun pressed by Tang Luoyan.

If the knife in the right hand of the Dao Lang is really done, then this knife can just cut off the five fingers of Tang Luoyan's left hand holding the gun.

Fortunately, Tang Luoyan is not very human, and the big gun in her hand is not an ordinary spear. The spear flower that fell to the ground with the power of the galaxy seemed to bloom a silver cloud, which not only shook away the long knife that seemed to be attached to the bone, and the shaking force was transmitted to the Dao Lang through the air, but also shocked the leader of the Butterfly Dance scout, who almost took advantage of Tang Luoyan's hands with three knives, and flew out.

"Sister, sister, I'm going to clean up this knife myself. Tang Luoyan suddenly spoke, because the Dao Lang at this moment did not immediately start attacking again, because Shangguan Ling and Tang Luoran had also arrived at this moment.

Shangguan Ling nodded, glanced at Tang Luoran, and the two of them drew their knives at the same time, but changed from the original target to those butterfly dance spies around.

Eleven didn't leave Bang Dao Lang's side, she knew that Bang Dao Lang was no match for the woman with the big gun in her hand. It's not that it's intuition or intuition, but that the big gun that is at least two hundred and fifty pounds away and the distorted air around the woman's body just a few moments have been generated, which is enough to prove that this woman with a big iron box behind the scale armor is already beyond herself and the existence of the knife man even if she only uses her skills, not to mention the ability to use such a heavy gun to fight with the "catkins knife" at the bottom of the box.

Eleven knows that he must cooperate with the Dao Lang, even if the general trend is not his own, if he can fight to kill an enemy or fight to survive until those who watch the game enter the game in person as the Dao Lang said, the chances of getting out will be greatly increased.

Those spies who were attacked by Shangguan Ling and Tang Luoran did not make any sound, and countless days and nights of training and brainwashing education made them resolutely choose to fight the enemy. Victory or defeat or life and death are another matter, but under the premise that the Dao Lang has chosen to face the enemy instead of continuing to seek escape, these people will definitely not choose to leave.

Tang Luoyan patted her shoulder lightly and untied the connection between the iron box and the scale armor. With the sound of the iron box falling to the ground, Tang Luoyan moved her shoulders and neck, the iron box weighing eight hundred catties behind her was really not light, otherwise the three of them would not have to use the power of water to weave silk for a long time just now.

Blade Lang and Eleven's eyes widened at the same time, because the weight of the iron box was indeed beyond their imagination.

Realizing that he had underestimated his opponent, the Dao Lang did not speak, and his person moved like a fluctuating voice, and the weightless long knife in his hand fluttered, shaking like a ribbon blown by a strong wind and pounced on Tang Luoyan. Eleven simply gave up his long blade, and only held a three-pointed short steel fork with both hands and followed closely behind the swordman, ready to do that assassination at any time.

Tang Luoyan tilted her head slightly, her right foot knocked lightly at the end of the big gun on the ground, and after picking up the big gun, the whole person pressed forward, and held the heavy and long big gun high in the air with both hands, and then smashed it down with force. She didn't see any moves at this time, she just used all her strength to fall to the ground, and smashed down the vicious breath that had just been provoked by the sword man in her chest.

It was much faster than before, and it was much stronger, and Tang Luoyan's big gun this time didn't bring the slightest noise. In fact, it wasn't that Tang Luoyan used any magical skills for this smash, it was just because her smash was surprisingly fast, the big gun was in front of the wind and behind, and the sound couldn't catch up.

The eyes of the sword man were completely unable to catch the opponent's shot, but he still relied on his years of experience and feeling to make his body move like catkins, and almost turned sideways in time at the moment when the big gun hit the top of his head, and the knife in his hand was weak and boneless against the barrel of the gun. The eleventh who followed her reacted one step earlier than the first Dao Lang, and at this time, she had already circled to Tang Luoyan's side from the right side, and the two three-pointed short forks in her hands went straight to the opponent's waist.

Tang Luoyan held the tail end of the big gun and swept it to the right, which seemed to be three points faster than the previous smash. The knife in the hand of the knife man was thrown off, and he couldn't avoid the opponent's horizontal shot, so he had to raise the knife and fight hard. Eleven pairs of forks pierced Tang Luoyan's waist only to feel like leather, and the extremely tough sense of obstruction transmitted to her hand made her immediately choose to hand the double forks to her chest.