Looking at the golden afterimage that rushed quickly, Xue Luoden's face changed greatly, and the hairs on his body stood up. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info She didn't think about running away, Minghu Qihuang is also a desolate beast that is good at speed, she doesn't think she has a cataclysm that can run and win and is good at speed.

Xue Luo's bewitching face was cloudy at this time, and finally, she gritted her teeth and raised the full moon scimitar in her hand.

Since there is no escape, you can only lose to the death.

The internal social structure of the horror tribe is connected into a whole by the layers of tribes, armies, kingdoms, and temples. Countless tribes form an army, the army goes up to the military headquarters, and the countless military departments together form the kingdom.

This is an extremely murderous race, therefore, the most suitable political system for them is slavery, and any of the terrifying tribes that have established a country do not need any hesitation to choose to establish a slave kingdom.

In the slave kingdom, the ruling class was the nobility and the royal family. In the horror society, the nobles are called the war clan, and the war seat is the lowest title of the war clan, which is equivalent to the baron of the human race, and the same is true of the combat power.

"Oh? Do you choose to lose to the death? Or should it be called, the trapped beast is still fighting! ”

The knight's faint taunt reached Xue Luo's ears, and in the other party's stunned eyes, he appeared in front of her, and summoned a black terror spear with his bare hands, the tip of which had a slender edge, and suddenly stabbed out, pointing directly at the wrist holding the hilt.

Since the purpose is to capture them alive, it is natural to first discard their unnecessary combat power.

Seeing this, the black-robed old man got rid of the Hound Master as soon as possible and rushed towards Xueluo, but how could the other party let go of this great opportunity, even if he did his best to entangle the black-robed old man and prevent him from getting out.

Now, the only one who can play a role is the Red Dragon Warlord, whose combat power has just become among the knights.

Behind him, the red dragon warrior who had been spared chased after him with his spear and stabbed the knight in the back. He is the closest knight to Xueluo, and only he has a chance to fight for a chance to survive.

Bite!

With a crisp sound, Minghu Qihuang's tail was thrown out like a steel whip, and it slammed together with the red dragon spear.

Immediately, a trace of pain flashed on the face of the Red Dragon General, and the Red Dragon Spear in his hand was swept away with a blow, and even he was instantly defeated and retreated.

This struggle could not stop the knight's attack, and the Executor of Shiro had to save himself.

Let out a coquettish cry, the scimitar in his hand swept out an afterimage, containing an incomparably strong aura, like a slowly unfolding fan, blocking the front of the terrifying spear.

But - it didn't work!

As soon as the spear was raised, the shadow of the sword in the sky disappeared, and the momentum continued unabated, still stabbing towards Xue Luo's wrist.

Even though she knew that the gap was so huge, Xue Luo still didn't give up, only to see that she directly put away the scimitar, put her hands together, and suddenly, the armor of her whole body flashed with extremely dazzling light, and the brilliance was blazing, like a small sun.

During the war, Xue Luo wore a red and white silk armor, which was delicate and gorgeous, graceful and elegant, but at the same time did not lose its usefulness.

This silk cloth armor is a set of spiritual armor, which is mainly made of silk spit out by different supernatural silkworm beasts, and then strung together with the spider silk of the cataclysmic golden armor Yan spider, and its toughness can be almost 100 times more than 100 times that of 100 steel. And what can be upgraded to a spirit tool is only as simple as defense?

Xue Luo's body was immersed in dazzling golden and red light, and his feet diverged out of the ground, and countless bands of light spread out, condensing three rings of light around his feet, the top of his head, and his waist.

"Qiankun Wuji is a ring, thunder and lightning are not damaged, water and fire are not invaded, falling rocks are not broken, and King Kong is not broken, not only the defense is amazing, but also can absorb some attacks, rebound part of the attack, and at the same time can also expand and form a field, which can resist the enemy and trap the enemy!"

I saw the light of the three Qiankun Wuji Qi Ring flickering, and the next moment it was directly set on the knight's body.

Opportunity!

Taking advantage of this moment, Xue Luo took out a scimitar from the side of his boot, the shape was exactly the same as the one he held before, but it was more delicate and small, and the arc was slightly smaller.

At the same time as the small scimitar stabbed out, the big scimitar tied to the waist was not willing to be lonely, and flew out confidently, and the two arc blades cut a slender knife qi in the air, which was not thick, but it was lingering, and it was more secretive and deadly!

"Ahh

The Red Dragon Warlord, who had just retreated, recalled the Red Dragon Spear, and suddenly, a thick flame entwined up, and a vague dragon-like thing climbed on the tip of the spear, opening the dragon's kiss and roaring.

"Red Dragon Groan!"

The strongest blow of the two knights, at the same time, flanked the terrifying knight, no matter how you look at it, even if you can't kill the other party, you can still beat it to serious injury.

There is a gap between the knight and the real knight, but the gap is not big, and the four knights can fight with His Excellency the Baron together.

But as I have said before, the single combat power of the horror clan is extremely terrifying, and it has an immortal body, and it takes twenty people in the same realm to grind a horror clan to death, and this law ignores the division of the realm.

The knight rode on the back of Minghu Qihuang in a daze, not dodging or evading, allowing the sword and dragon spear to penetrate his body back and forth.

Burst! Burst!

Two pillars of blood flew out, and almost at the same time, the knight also struck.

The simple spear swept away, and the speed was so strange that even the afterimage could not be captured, and before he could react, Xue Luo and the Red Dragon Warlord were swept away.

In one round, the two Terran knights were defeated!

The wound on the knight's body soon stopped bleeding, and through the hollow of the armor, it was clear that two masses of flesh and blood were wriggling like worms, and they healed in less than a moment.

"The immortal body is really terrifying!"

Lei Chuan didn't know when, he had already come to the bottom of the battlefield, his eyes were staring at the every move of the terrifying knight, his eyes swept over the dense data, and he built a complete model in his mind.

Fortunately, although powerful, it is not invincible, and almost five or six knights can fight it tiringly. But the bad news is that the mount under its crotch also has to be entertained with such specifications, and it does not rule out the emergence of this situation of "the unity of man and horse, the world is invincible", "Lu Bu among people, red rabbit among horses" is not the best example?

With a low sigh, Lei Chuan turned his head to everyone and said:

"According to the plan agreed in advance, I will strike first, and you will go later!"

The few people standing behind them all nodded with stern faces, no one dared to take such a strong enemy lightly.

……

However, it was said that the terrifying knight easily swept away the two with a terrifying spear, patted the tiger under the seat, and then roared and flew out, and the target was still Xueluo.

Looking at the ever-expanding figure of the knight in his pupils, Xue Luo smiled poignantly:

"Is today the end of the slave family? Sister Jiuying, I haven't gotten you yet, how can my sister be willing? ”

"That's it, I don't pity this skin, if you want to capture the slave alive, it's better to blow yourself up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, bursts of devastating fluctuations continued to surge and float out from Xue Luo's body.

In the distance, the black-robed old man's expression changed greatly, and he opened his mouth and shouted:

"No!"

Another sword stabbed out, striking the Hound Master hard, desperately trying to get rid of it. But this military master seemed to be really dying, and his body was getting more and more seriously injured, and he had to entangle the black-robed old man to death.

The Dreaded Knight ignored the fluctuation and drove his mount to the occasion.

Destiny is frozen here. The two lines that Howe didn't want to cross were in front of Xue Luo. One is to death, only monotonous black and white, all the way only with silence and darkness, once you step in, there will be no day to look back; And the other is the road to survival, still wonderfully alive, full of vibrant colors, still full of endless possibilities.

Shiro herself can't make a choice, but someone can make it for her.

A warm hand pressed against her back, and the gentle but irresistible force was transmitted into her body, slowly calming the violent aura.

The power of the self-explosion was gradually dissipating, and Xue Luo was stunned, and was about to look up and back when suddenly, the big hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her back, hitting a strong embrace.

After doing all this, Lei Chuan stared at the approaching terrifying knight, all the power given by the [Evil God Sacrifice] was gathered in the magic sword Asura in his hand, and the blood-red energy overflowed outward, and the screaming sound that pierced the air continued, like the roar of a night owl.

"It's probably my strongest swordsmanship, take it, the Shura Realm of Bliss Hell!"

The scarlet sword went straight to the sky, overturned, soaked in blood, breaking through the sky, miserable and frightened, between the haze, a blood-colored palace rose and fell, countless Shura figures flashed, gnawing on pieces of meat, tasting blood, laughing wildly, it is the purgatory land of all beings, the bliss of Shura.