The Hero Pavilion was almost a sure winner. Under the almost ghostly arrangement of the iron-blooded military industry, Wu Ruotang has no chance of winning. But they didn't expect that although Xiao Tangtang was not opened, he had the aura of the protagonist!

In front of the Juyi Hall, Leng Situ was shocked, and the left hand holding the sword began to shake uncontrollably for the first time, a person can kill the Heroes Pavilion alone, what a terrifying strength this is, at least 108,000 miles stronger than the Ximen Thorn.

According to Wu Ruotang and the others who were guarding the room, they were excited, and Xiao Tangtang was even more tired.

"It must be Shi Potian, he didn't abandon me, he is my good friend for life!" Wu Ruotang hugged Zhanzhao's leg and cried.

Just when the two sides were surprised, a terrifying howl came from far and near.

"Listen, the people of the Hero Pavilion, I just came to take our people from Qiongzhou away today, and I have no other intentions! If you want to survive, flash people! As soon as the words fell, everyone saw a young woman dressed in green clothes and covered in blood, striding up the mountain.

Bloody fell in a pool of blood, dragged out of the battle group by the rain forest Qianye, the monk who committed the precept had red eyes, and the crescent moon shovel danced through the wind and rain, only defending and not attacking, just shouted like a madman: "Spearman, spearman, hurry up, surround him, surround him for me." Dozens of spearmen guarding the main hall of Dazhai ran over one after another, and dozens of long robbers surrounded Jinse Mixiang.

Jin Se Mixiang's combat power made the entire Hero Pavilion almost collapse, and this scene was also filmed by many players, and it was transmitted to the Infinite Forum from time to time, causing bursts of exclamations.

After the spearmen restrained the incense, the offending monk barely breathed a sigh of relief and scolded: "You, you shrew, what kind of enmity do you have with my Heroes Pavilion to dare to come here to slaughter living beings." ”

"It's true that there is no deep hatred, but I said it, I'm just here to bring people back! As long as you get out of the way, I will not be embarrassed! Mi Xiang said coldly.

"You're dreaming!" The monk who violated the precepts was angry and corrupted.

"Then you all have to die!" Mika frowned.

"Do you really think you're invincible?" Those who violate the precepts and are angry almost vomit blood. After a strange scream, with a wave of his big hand, dozens of pikemen shouted in unison, raising their guns and stabbing together.

"Mixiang beware!" Wu Ruotang originally thought that Shi Potian went up the mountain to save people. I didn't expect it to be a misty fragrance, although this girl's martial arts are not bad, but compared with Shi Potian, there is still a big gap, and there are countless masters on the Hero Pavilion. For a while, Wu Ruotang's heart in the wing room was like fire, and he couldn't wait to rush out of the room, but was desperately pulled by everyone.

"My lord, you can only make trouble when you go out!" Zhan Zhao dissuaded.

"Yes, my lord, Miss Mixiang is strong in martial arts, she will definitely be fine!" Bai Yutang also said weakly on the side.

At this time, the pikemen of the Heroes Pavilion lined up in a uniform formation and trapped Mi Xiang with a spear array, hoping to tie her into a hedgehog in one fell swoop.

Mika clenched the sword in her hand. With a loud shout, he shook his hand and shot out. The long sword drew a mysterious curve in the air that was as bright as the moon, and flickered into a large semicircle, killing in front of him like lightning. Only a series of "flutter flutter" sounds were heard, and more than a dozen spearmen spurted blood from their throats, screaming and falling to the ground.

Such a bloody and cruel scene made the monk who had committed the precepts shocked, and he fell backwards again and again, shouting loudly: "Hell, this girl is desperate, everyone take advantage of her lack of weapons!" ”

The monk who was offended was fooled. The rest of the pikemen shouted together, lined up in a neat line, and slaughtered in an orderly manner.

Mixiang, who was like a bloody rebirth, looked at the monk who had broken the vows, and suddenly showed a smile on his face. As soon as she raised her right hand, the long sword that had been nailed to the ground suddenly flew out of the earth, arcing, and flying back upside down. I saw that more than a dozen spearmen in the cold light flashed with terrifying and desperate affection on their faces, and they all screamed and fell to the ground with blood splashed on their faces. The pikeman's formation immediately became a mess, and many frightened players scattered and fled. Those who were originally rushing in front desperately retreated, and those who followed behind still had to move forward, colliding with each other and trampling on each other, killing and injuring countless people.

Mi Xiang used her internal strength to summon the long sword back, like a silver shining match, and like a white dragon with a long roar, surrounding her body, constantly rotating, flying sideways like the west wind destroying fallen leaves, dancing like a dragon out of the abyss, cold light flashing, blood splashing, screaming, and people rolling around.

Looking at the god-like incense, the monk who committed the ring has almost flown out of the sky, since his debut, hundreds of battles, he has never seen such a brave person, such a magical swordsmanship.

Under the gaze of everyone, the figure of Mi Xiang spreads, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, where people go, the players of the Hero Pavilion retreat like a tide, just like an airship chopping waves, and like a sickle that mows grass mustard. The dozens of pikemen were slaughtered by her, and the other players and masters who surrounded them were killed by him and fled, their corpses strewn all over the field, and their blood flowed from the ground.

The offending monk and Lin Qianye found that it was only the blink of an eye, and there was no one left of his subordinates, and they were either killed by Mixiang or fled.

"Okay, you are a female devil, you have the ability to kill Lao Tzu too!" The monk who had broken the precept was red-eyed and shouted loudly.

"Don't worry, you're next!" Wu Ruotang danced beside him.

The monk who violated the ring danced the crescent shovel like the wind, and used the stunt of pressing the bottom of the box, subduing the demon eighteen shovels. Mi Xiang raised her long sword, used the Yue Nu swordsmanship, and killed him in one place.

Lin Qianye put his serrated flying sickle behind the knife, and his right hand stretched out, and dozens of three-edged bone-piercing nails shot out. Then he turned his head to the sword in his left hand and said to Situ Leng : "Second brother, the idea is too hard, shoulder to shoulder!" ”

Leng Situ still hesitated, pulled out the left blade sword with his left hand, roared, and pounced.

"Damn, you Heroes Pavilion are still shameless, can you have a good time? Is it interesting that so many people bully a weak woman? Wu Ruotang shouted. After saying that, he was about to rush out, but the three hundred crossbowmen who surrounded him fired ten thousand arrows, and although he was ten thousand, he had to hide back in the chamber again, although he was ten thousand.

At this time, the players who were watching the live broadcast were almost broken, and of course they had to laugh! Weak woman, such a weak woman, so how terrifying is a female man by your standards?

"Lord Wu, I never expected that Miss Mixiang's martial arts would be so unfathomable, ashamed, ashamed!" Zhan Zhao's face was shy.

"That's it, that's it! I always thought that in Qiongzhou, except for Shi Potian, I had no opponent, and I still had a strange woman like Mixiang! It seems that this Heroes' Pavilion is destined to perish tonight! Bai Yutang rubbed his hands and said. (To be continued.) )