The seventh round of Buting Mountain was robbed in the sky/Nameless Valley bloody battle against the Fallen Clan

(9) The bow and arrow are on the string, if it were not for the fear of accidentally injuring Su Ying, more than a few arrows would have been issued. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info even so, I was mentally prepared to shoot at the incoming enemy at any time to rescue Su Ying. At this moment, he could not hide the anger in his heart, and his handsome face was twisted together by the anger at the apex, because he finally found the ugly woman who was mixed in with the group of flying heads, the grub Ji, and the first evil was gone.

Driven by the invisible thoughts of the flying heads, some fish escaped from the forest - the bodies corresponding to the flying heads, the lightly injured strode and staggered, but compared with the number of returning flying heads, it was extremely asymmetrical, or even few, which means that those flying heads who have no body to reunite are doomed to die not far away!

At this time, Grub stood up with a smirk, and shouted at her former clansmen in a threatening tone: "Hmph! You'd better all stand back, or I'll kill this little girl!" As she spoke, she had already used a sharp spear against Su Ying's slender body.

"If you dare to move, you will die first!" the bow did not back down and aimed at the evil woman.

"Let's surround them and kill these monsters!" shouted the flaming Turge, spear in hand, his eyes bulging out with anger.

"You let my daughter go first, and we let you go!" the tribal leader Shan suddenly saw his daughter in distress, and he shouted in a loud voice.

"Father, don't worry about me! bow, quickly release the arrows, kill all these wicked people, and avenge the dead clansmen!" At this point, Su Ying, whose tone was still firm, couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes.

"Child......" In this situation, Emperor E was choked up and speechless.

The fierce grub secretly exerted force in her hand, Su Ying groaned softly in pain, gritted her teeth and insisted, and the red blood instantly stained her clothes.

Seeing the masochistic Su Ying, Gong, Tutu, Shan Hu, and the hearts of the clansmen, the psychology of throwing rats forced them not to take action easily, so they had to endure resentment and sadness, their eyes were tearful and spewing fire, and they clenched their respective weapons, without the slightest slackness. And the warriors of the Luotou clan led by Grub Ji did not dare to really kill Su Ying, if that was the case, what was waiting for them would be death without a place to be buried, and the value of Su Ying as a hostage was very important.

The final fight is imminent.

The attitude of the Buting Mountain tribe was resolute, so that the flying heads who had taken a sharp turn of the situation could not help but panic, and a trace of fear also flashed in the eyes of the grub, seeing that the warriors of the Falling Head Clan who were reunited with their heads and bodies could not take any advantage in terms of numbers, and the rest of the lonely flying heads who were dead could not escape their doom after all, and the darkness before dawn was about to pass, and the dawn of dawn was coming.

The final struggle of the mighty warriors of the Fallen Clan began in their dying struggle, their eyes fierce and their screams screaming, as if they were at home. The flying heads who could not escape death were even more like crazy, one of them was ramping towards the Buting Mountain tribe with their teeth and bloody mouths, and the other was under the cover of the restored fallen warriors, holding Su Ying and Grub Ji and flying out of thin air, and fled to the southwest mountain pass.

Seeing the enemy's sudden move, the bow, the sudden and the warriors in the tribe were red-eyed, and quickly let the old and young women and children retreat behind them, and they faced the resistance of the flying heads, they were all desperately stabbing and slashing, and the dense and ferocious enemies fought together, the flying heads were either frequently shot down, or they were together to bite the warriors of the Buting Mountain, or they were haunted by it, and for a time the shouts, howls, and screams came and went, and the scene reproduced the tragedy and chaos of the party, and there was nothing more than that.

As the momentum of the oncoming flying heads was gradually dispelled, the bow and the sudden slaughter broke out of the encirclement, and the sudden combat spear was full of enemy blood, becoming a veritable blood spear. The "hard" spear of the bow was strung with three hideous flying heads, and he kicked them down one by one with his feet, leaving the remnants of the enemy to his own people.