"Good! If you can't beat me, what do you say? Zhang Jingtao smiled wildly, only felt that the force of this collision made him feel comfortable, so he said loudly.

"If we can't defeat you, we'll retreat!" Shield Road.

"Good!" Zhang Jingtao replied and rushed forward.

The overlord also roared angrily and rushed towards him.

A moment later, the air exploded, and two vague figures collided again, this time, more realistically, as if the shield had hit a locomotive, and was ejected.

The surrounding warriors were in an uproar, and after the shield got up, he saw that the other party was not chasing, especially the reason why the other party did not pursue, it was not that his breath was unstable and he could not pursue, but that a samurai from the Wild Ghost Society flew a stone towards the other party from afar, and this stone was quite accurate, so that the other party had to avoid it.

For this reason, Ba Dun's face turned red, but Ba Dun's face actually had a fight with his stone shield.

Ba Dun laughed and said: "It seems that it is a problem of the distance of the outbreak, Lao Tzu was fooled, the outbreak was too early, this one is my Ba Dun lost!" But unfortunately, Lao Tzu is not the leader, and what he says doesn't mean anything! Hahaha! ”

The Alliance Samurai was a source of disdain.

Zhang Jingtao was also very disdainful in his heart, but also angry.

These oil-eating people are so brazen!

got the weaving skills of the silk clan, but he didn't have the slightest gratitude, from bullying Ah and Fu Xi in the past, to now he still wants to occupy the home of the silk clan.

Zhang Jingtao only felt that there was more power in his body that was about to burst out, which could not be suppressed and was indescribable!

"Good! Master will give you another chance to exert your strength! His eyes widened in rage, and he leaped out of the way, charging towards the shield again.

Ba Dun didn't believe that Zhang Jingtao would hit him again and again, and Fang Cai's sense of humiliation was not fake, and he did shameless things in public, and he hated Zhang Jingtao very much.

"If you win by luck, don't sell it, boy, that's if you have to die!" The overlord shield had a hideous face, roared, and burst out with all the power in his body, hedged out.

Zhang Jingtao also gritted his teeth angrily, and when the distance between the two approached three meters, he let out another angry roar, and the person rushed away like an afterimage.

Rumble!

A bang!

The thick stone shield of the stone shield was torn apart!

The stone in the middle of Zhang Jingtao's sharp shield broke through all the rubble, and everyone even felt that it had broken through time and space, and slammed into the face of the shield.

The shield screamed, flew out, rolled to the ground, only rolled over once, and then didn't move at all.

The face of the dead corpse was full of disbelief!

However, the blood shadow flashed, and the ugly head was still cut off by Zhang Jingtao with a quartz sword, kicking away!

It was very rare for everyone to see anyone crushing the stones, no matter what method was used, and there was a sudden roar.

However, it doesn't end there!

Everyone looked at it, and saw that Fu Xi seemed to have blood flames rising on his body, like a soul envoy from hell, with the real bloody sword, stepping on the mysterious moon shadow step, and roared: "They all want a chance to exert their strength, don't they?" Okay, I'll give you a chance! ”

and swept towards the next oil-eater.

A moment later, blood splashed in the field, and one by one the oil-eating people were picked up by the long sword, showing various strange forms in mid-air.

Strange shadows, like moon blades with astonishing blood light, flew out rounds of blood moons in the air!

Heads flew up.

The blood mist in the sky kept igniting the last tragic fireworks in life.

The flying stone flew away, as if it hit a shadow in the underworld, and time and space seemed to be shifted.

No one can stop this figure from advancing forward!

The wild ghost samurai has a hideous face, meet it, die!

If you go up again, you will still die!

"Who can stop me!" This Shura was covered in blood, and shouted murderously.

Who can stop it?

No one can stop you!

In the jungle, it has become a hell of killing, and these wild ghost warriors have been through a hundred battles, and they are all broken!

The warriors didn't know how long the slaughter had been going on, only that the heads were still flying up one by one.

The snowflakes that were getting bigger and bigger in the sky were mixed with the blood, and they fell like a little delicate plum blossom.

Everyone saw that this blood Shura felt something, and his eyes seemed to be clearer, but the whole person had a sword intent that soared into the sky.

I even heard this blood Shura roar angrily: "A sword rushes to the Heavenly Palace!" ”

One person died!

Listen again: "Crazy practice across the sky and the stars are cold!" ”

One more dead!

Again: "Wave the clouds and roll up the heads of ten thousand heroes!" ”

The sword shadow flashed, and it actually rolled up the five blood heads around him!

When the sword shadow waved again, the head of the leader of the wild ghost warriors was also thrown into the air in a hideous face!

The only two dozen or so remaining ghost warriors in the forest exclaimed, "Ghost God Warrior! "Oni God Samurai!" Fleeing for their lives.

Under the long sword, no one dares to die!

Zhang Jingtao swept his sword into the air and raised his hand to catch a little gorgeous flying snow.

Full of murderous aura, under the reflection of the little snowflakes, if the eyes are full of stars, looking at the wild ghost warrior in the distance, the voice is clear, but the killing intent actually overflows into the universe.

I only heard him read: "There is snow in the world that is as beautiful as plums!" ”

Every word seemed to fluctuate with a kind of killing intent, emitting between heaven and earth, and in an instant, everyone seemed to feel that the heavy snow in the world was really as bright as plum blossoms!

Although these warriors of the alliance only roughly knew what Zhang Jingtao was reading because of the spread of the silk clan's pronunciation, they still only felt that the words of Fu Xi were extremely beautiful, but they were full of endless arrogance and killing intent, and they had the feeling of snow as blood!

Blood Quartz's heart was trembling, his heart was pounding, and he felt that he didn't need to drink, he had to get drunk for this sunset.

The high-end language that only civilization has is so incredible in the eyes of everyone!

Everyone's minds are full of this figure that looks like a ghost and a god and a fairy monarch, making people admire and be in awe!

After a little cold snowflake on his forehead, Zhang Jingtao finally became completely clear.

Thirteen Sanctuary!

Zhang Jingtao touched it again, in the flood wilderness, with Fu Xi's body.

Pinched a little snowflake in his hand, Zhang Jingtao put away the long sword.

The heart of the civet cat also turned into water with that little snowflake, and her heart was pounding, looking at Zhang Jingtao's figure, she only felt that everyone was a little crispy.

The Alliance Samurai cheered, they were all full-time samurai.

What's more, of course, is that they don't have to die on this killing field.

What particularly surprised Zhang Jingtao was that most of these people had actually inquired about the names of the members of the cross team, and when they were hunting tigers, these people probably exchanged information with each other, and they were all cheering for the names of Zhang Fuxi and Blood Quartz.

The civet cat just couldn't control itself at all and yelled.