Want to run? Xuanyuan Xiaolou's fierce generals burst into applause, raised his hand and threw out the long sword in his hand.

The angry sword soared into the air, like an evil dragon, with a terrible roar, and shot towards Han Yu's back.

Han Yu's backhand that doesn't look back is a knife, dang!

He was in the middle of the sword, but he didn't think that the power on the long sword was also extremely large, and he was running forward at this time, and his strength was insufficient, so he couldn't even push the long sword away!

The blade of the sword reached the body, and Han Yu's body was on the fierce side, and he dodged the long sword inadvertently.

Still, his clothes were torn open. Han Yu's face remained unchanged, and with a flick of his wrist, the dragon scale dagger chased after him, lightly touched the handle of the long sword that was far away, and beckoned in his mouth: "Yuan Ye!" ”

Yuan Ye smiled, as soon as he let go, his five fingers stretched out, and he grasped the hilt of the sword. Then he said loudly: "Thank you, young master!" ”

The person who threw the sword behind was popular, but his actions still reminded his accomplices, Xuanyuan Xiaolou's subordinates, one by one, were busy throwing flying knives and throwing daggers, and many people, according to the gourd, threw the guy in their hands as a hidden weapon.

Although these people are not accurate, they are better than the number of them.

For a time, it was the long knife and the dagger flying together, and the moonlight and the knife light were the same color!

Han Yu and the others scolded secretly without looking back, and ran towards the wall with all their might. While running, you have to dodge, and from time to time you take the guy in your hand and pull it backwards twice, it's just a rush!

Damn it! Han Yu slammed his heel, and a dagger grazed his calf and fell to the ground, if he took a step slower, it was estimated that he would become a barefoot immortal.

Han Yu hurriedly took two steps, and his body was a little faster. The Mojin people over there were not so lucky, or rather, they didn't react well. The kid was injured in the leg, but he was only half a beat slower before he was stumbled by a throwing knife. It was the hilt of the knife that hit him, and if it was, this kid might have been glorious.

But even so, he stumbled forward a few times, and almost didn't fall.

At this moment, a huge hand suddenly stretched out next to him, grabbed his neck collar, and gently lifted him like a chicken, and Mo Jin's leg left the ground.

This kid, his legs were still pounding there, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and before he could react, his hand was raised slightly, and Mo Jin felt that his body was flying up like a cloud.

He's paralyzed, what's the situation?

Mojin let out a groaning cry from his mouth, like a cannonball, and flew towards the wall ten meters away. A star ink wanted to reach out to catch him, but seeing that his speed did not slow down at all, his face changed, and he bent down sharply, and Mo Jin stuck to his scalp and flew over.

The fat man said embarrassedly while running: "I used too hard......"

At this time, where did everyone have the heart to complain about him? The dozen or so Mo Lin's subordinates just now had already fallen in a pool of blood, and they were obviously all killed by Xingmo!

Han Yu and the others took the opportunity to come to the wall, although the wall was more than three meters and nearly four meters high, it could not be difficult for them. However, the breakthrough location that Han Yu chose was about ten meters away from the wall occupied by the Star Inkers. In this way, Xingmo can stop the people behind him, although Han Yu has not seen them do it until now.

Second, he can also keep a safe enough distance from them, after all, he doesn't dare to be careless about these guys who are masked and suddenly appear. Who knows if these masters don't want to be fishermen?

Han Yu lightly tapped his feet on the wall, and when his left hand was clinging to the wall, a cold snort involuntarily overflowed from his nose, and the punch in his left arm had now begun to hurt slightly. However, his body did not pause and scurried to the wall.

The walls of the ink garden are high and wide, and they are fifty centimeters wide and thick, and ordinary bullets are obviously impossible to stop. However, in the confidence of its own strength, there are no things that do not enter the stream, such as the power grid and glass fragments, because the Mo family itself is a much more powerful existence than those things.

If people really come to trouble them, those things are only afraid of fart and useless, and they will also fall into the majesty of the Mo family. In this way, it is cheaper for Han Yu and others.

Seeing that the duck that reached its beak flew again, the people in Xuanyuan Xiaolou were almost mad.

They rushed up desperately, but when they saw the person who took the lead in the starry ink, he waved his hand, and more than 30 guys raised their hands in unison, throwing out strange grenade-like things.

As soon as the thing hit the ground, it sent out a flurry of flying needles in all directions. The crackling needles were like a hedgehog being provoked, constantly firing thorns from its body outward. In the pursuing crowd, there were a few screams, and some of the younger brothers covered their heads and fell.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Long and the others also went up to the top of the wall, but immediately everyone's faces changed.

Because of the fat man, the huge body, the wall can't support him at all, or rather, the place where he hits him can't bear his weight at all. As soon as he jumped up, his hand touched the wall, and with a thud, he picked up half a brick. He fell with a thud.

Everyone only felt that the wall seemed to shake, and the fat man snorted softly. Obviously, this butt pier is not a light fall.

"Fatty!" Han Yu stretched out his hand, his face a little anxious.

The elite of the Xuanyuan family over there had already come around from both sides, and it was only a dozen meters away from the wall. If the fat man is entangled by them, this guy really has the power to reach the sky, and he is afraid that he will not survive!

"This wall should be demolished!" The fat man snorted a little dissatisfied, and then, he got up and yelled, and smashed it with two fists!

Bang bang......

Everyone only felt that the walls were trembling! However, the walls are still unharmed, not even cracks have appeared! Fifty centimeters thick, at this time, it is convenient for them to stand on it, but it is obviously not so simple to destroy.

What's more, the Ink Guild was originally a master of countless craftsmen, and when this Ink Garden was first built, it was also the standard for the execution of the Battle Fortress. Although the fat man is fierce, he only relies on brute force to abolish this special wall, but it is obviously still a little insufficient!

The fat man's face was also slightly solemn, and he turned around and ran back.

"Fatty, come back!" Han Yu thought that he was going back to fight with the people of Xuanyuan Xiaolou, and was startled. The Tiance in Han Yu's hand was gently raised, and he was about to jump down.

He couldn't watch the fat man die alone, however, his body was just about to move, and Yuan Ye grabbed him. Then, Han Yu saw that a black light like angry thunder slammed into the wall.

Han Yu and the others' bodies shook and almost didn't fall.

Even Yuan Ye, who was standing next to Han Yu, couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. I saw that in the middle of the wall on their right, a large black guillotine knife had sunk straight into nearly half of it.

This is not because of the sharpness of the weapon, but simply because of the strength of the fat man, the strength that is strong enough to be unparalleled in the world, it is already enough to turn decay into magic!

The star ink over there, the eyes exposed outside the mask, also stared round one by one. Although they were all well-trained and strong, at this time, they were also secretly frightened.

If this fucking slashes at someone, even if you are fucking wearing ten-layer or eight-layer cowhide inner armor, it is estimated that you will also turn into a sugar gourd!

Is this still human?

Many people secretly ask themselves in their hearts, but they don't know that they are not human, and they are still behind!

Dangdang!

Two daggers and a few knife lights flew on the fat man's body, but this thing just pulled back casually, and then felt a chicken leg from his arms. Everyone is dizzy, it's all this time, do you still have the heart to eat chicken legs?

While!

There was a little brother who shook his hand and threw out the war knife, won the jackpot, and slashed it on the fat man's head in a circle, and the huge sound made Han Yu's heart and liver thump! Then they saw the knife bounce up, and the fat man's chicken leg flew in their direction!

"Whoa......"

The fat man raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, and the little brother who won the jackpot turned pale and sat down.

Where is this human cavity, this is clearly a prehistoric angry beast that was fucking provoked! Otherwise, it has to be God's thunder, this normal person, if you give him a loudspeaker, he won't be able to make this movement!

Han Yu and the others were also secretly frightened, this time the fat man, could it be that he was seriously injured?

"I'm dripping chicken legs!"

The fat man suddenly roared out four words, and his breath returned to his intestines, and it spread for three miles. The sound shook Siye not to mention, but also with a sense of grief and indignation, such as mourning!

Before Han Yu and the others could react, the fat man over there had already jumped up, then turned into a huge ball of meat, spun around in place a few times, and after getting an acceleration, it was like a rolling chariot, rumbling towards the wall.

I actually planned to get out of this wall and hit a passage.

No way!

Zhuang Huoyang and the others, who bore the brunt of the attack, hurriedly jumped off the wall. Even Han Yu, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but give way to the side, staring at the fat man with his eyes tightly, secretly cheering for him!

The elite of the Xuanyuan family, at this time, was already less than ten meters away from the wall.

Han Yu suddenly felt a chilling murderous aura rising on his side, he twisted his head violently, and saw that the little brother Xingmo standing not far away was holding something like a bow and crossbow in his hands, and Xuanyuan Xiaolou, who was standing behind the crowd, had a cold light flashing in his eyes, and scolded viciously: "Another combo crossbow?" ”

As soon as his words fell, a cold light flew out of the hands of these star inks. A small arrow of about a foot was shot at a terrifying speed towards the pursuing crowd!

Isn't it idle to say that there are no children's shoes under the glory of the catastrophe? You just look at the content on the link.,It's not that there's a chapter missing.,Dizzy.,I originally wanted to use it.,But,I feel that the focus of that chapter doesn't match.,So,I changed it.。 Well, I believe in everyone's understanding, I won't explain it in the future, of course, try not to make similar mistakes~ And is the name of this chapter pinched? The debt owed, well, should be repaid, look, tomorrow will not work......