The tricks that can be used to deal with the traces of the wind are of course very fast, and the only thing I have time to react to is shrouded in the high-temperature blood mist, and the body full of moisture within the killing range instantly turns into char, making a "snort" evaporation sound, and by the way, the colorful poisonous mist is roasted by the heat wave until it deteriorates.

Woe Lone walked to the monkey-like lewd man above to make a throat-cutting motion, ignoring the hidden weapon flying over, walked to my only dry corpse, squatted down and took out the horse chopping knife behind his back, "ding", the nails flicked on the red knife body and made a crisp sound, there was no sign of deformation at all.

"Yes, old poor sour, take the knife!" Woe Lone used his true qi to blow the knife to Kyushu, and a sword knew it. Kyushu Yijian laughed strangely, "you!" See how I pry open your turtle shell! He jumped up, grabbed the hilt of his flesh, and flew out again screaming.

"Smack!" Woe Lone slapped on the door of his head, indicating that he didn't see it, he dared to take it hard when it was so hot, and he wrapped his hand with his true anger. 'Good opportunity! Cao Xiuzhen had poison in one hand and a prismatic dart in the other, and the black venom was quenched on the dart, flying to the key point of the disaster.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead." Woe Lone kicked Feiwu's only corpse, and the dart nailed to the corpse with a dull sound of tattered leather, "Boom!" "As early as when the poisonous fog dispersed, Woe Duxing manipulated the blood mist that he had dealt with the monks at the beginning mixed into the poison, and was sucked into his lungs by Cao Xiuzhen. But I don't know what to do, and if I kill it, I will kill it. The blood list has lost another general, and the mercenary is Cao Xiuzhen, pawn!

"Two soft eggs!" Killing the monk did not leave the Buddha to see the two teammates, one turned into a sky full of blood foam, the other became a charred corpse, the scalp was numb, the head was sweating, and the feint attack forced Kyushu to open a sword, and turned around and wanted to run.

"The turtle king still wants to run faster than me in Kyushu? Look at my whip legs! "Kyushu Yijianzhi, who was angry with a stomach, was like a sliding shovel on the football field, and pierced the monk with his foot as an arrow, leaving no Buddha knees.

Killing a monk does not leave a Buddha with copper skin and iron bones, and it is difficult to hurt with swords and guns, but the joints are still soft, otherwise it will become a statue? As soon as Kyushu stepped down, he fell to his knees and plunged headlong into the stone ground. "Well done! Give you a raise! Woe Lone also rushed over and stepped on the head of the Buddha who killed the monk without leaving the Buddha.

"Wow, boss, you are so generous, how can I be embarrassed, 10,000 taels will be exempted, just give a few thousand taels of meaning." Kyushu Yijian Zhi had a touched expression of 'I don't have to suffer a loss', and said shameless words.

"Don't think about it so much, what do you think of that knife?" Woe alone grabbed the neck of the monk who killed the Buddha and pulled out his head from the stone.

"It's a magic weapon. Uh, boss, what do you mean? Kyushu picked up the chopping knife and blew the dust, and suddenly thought of something.

"Then count it as your raise." The hand of the lonely man was like mud, drowning the mouth and nose of the monk who killed the monk without leaving the Buddha, "Okay, don't stare at me, are you interested in telling me something?" "No matter how strong the body forging technique is, it is difficult to exercise the heart and lungs, because hardness and elasticity are often a pair of opposing attributes. The spider-like tentacles of the lonely walk spread along the trachea into the lungs, and the feeling of suffocation made the face of the Buddha who killed the monk change greatly, knowing that it was planted today.

"Okay, blink your left eye alive and blink your right eye fiercely." Woe Lone scratched the heart of the monk and did not leave the Buddha, and he couldn't see the situation clearly. "Very good, I like to know the current affairs." Leave countermeasures, Woe Lone pulled out the tentacle, and then cut off this hand, tartar and boogers are too disgusting, and Woe Lone would rather not than recycle. "By the way, and the friend who wants to run, think about the fate of that dwarf."

Mei Yingxue saw that in an instant, the three blood list killers who were about the same as themselves were suppressed by the disaster alone, rolled into the mountain road and ditch, and wanted to sneak away quietly with one ten-thousandth hope, but unfortunately, what kind of protagonist is he. However, Woe Duxing didn't put any blood mist in his body, just tricked him, but a villain like Mei Yuxue was selfish and didn't dare to gamble on his life, so he ate this set, obediently threw the knife, and leaned against the cliff with his hands.

"Old poor sour, you order his acupoint, and then go find the guy who laughs and forgets the book." The plan was originally to sneak in the dart team with a smile and forget the book, and at the same time provide information, the poisoning will be used to remove the combat effectiveness of the escort personnel on this day, but the two major battles have passed, and there is no trace of her, which is really worrying.

However, I didn't expect that Kyushu Yijianzhi opened the first carriage and let Woe Lone come over with a strange face.

The flesh and blood tentacles left in the body of the Killing Monk and the Buddha were rubbed twice on his heart, as a warning, three steps and two steps ran over, Kyushu Yijian knew an expression that he didn't know what to say, and let the disaster alone go to see it himself.

The horses in front of the carriage had long since died in the chaotic battle, the carriage had its head and tail down, and a few drops of water flowed backwards.

Laughing and forgetting the book, or laughing at the bluntness, lying in the carriage, his hands on the board, his head raised high, so that his body was close to the lathe. The two eyes rolled white, and a few drops of crystal saliva pulled out two silk threads, which were blown by heavy gasps.

And the two spirits were even more flushed, spreading all the way downward, burning to the mountain peaks, and turning into a mountain of flames.

The two long legs grinded back and forth, wetting a big puddle. When I drove the door alone, I am afraid that the liquid that was stained was reversed. As soon as Woe Lone reached out and approached, the laughing sword was wrapped up, and the fingers of both hands were trapped in the flesh of Woe Lone, and no matter how much Woe Lone Walk, he couldn't push it away.

Woe Duxing was also stunned for a while, stunned for a while, took out a bone needle, and pierced the blunt back of the laughing sword, "Alas? Doesn't that work? "The means of killing and forgetting the dust in seconds and paralyzing his body have no effect on the blunt laughing sword that burns his body, and he wanted to make him faint, but it seems that he is too excited and has no effect at all.

"Then try it with this trick." Woe Lone walked a few times and turned the laughing sword blunt back into a man, but the symptoms of the laughing sword blunt did not improve, holding the head of the witless lone and began to gnaw on the kiss, and the whims were alone with another needle, nailing the spine of the laughing sword blunt, so that he stopped a little.

"Boss," Kyushu slapped his shoulder with a sword and a sword, his face was solemn, and he pointed to the bowl in his hand. "I think I know what's wrong with him."

"Oh? If you don't say it quickly, if you don't let him end, I'm afraid you will die of yin. "Woe Duxing took the bowl, and he couldn't see the reason, the laughing sword was blunt, and his lips were purple at the moment, and there were obvious symptoms of dehydration.

"Alas, I'm afraid it is," Kyushu Yikenzhi looked up at the sky and fell into memory.