The beaming priest kicked away the crying soft-egg that stood in the way.

The bloody record of slaughtering the village three times in a row had already killed a person who dared to resist, and now, all he had to do was to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Delicious sweet and soft fruits of victory!

Smelling the fragrance of elemental blood, the priest, who kept twitching his nose, soon walked into the queue of sedan chairs in Weijiazhuang, and the sedan chairs that kept whining were close in front of him.

The noble aura emanating from the elemental bloodline is incomparably rich.

The priest could swear that the magical fragrance he now smelled was even more delicious and sweeter than the chief's forbidden belly, the Baroness!

This is definitely a superb stunner, and having her means having a great future!

The great grandeur of the werewolf shaman family, which only appeared in dreams, was presented to the priest!

The werewolf leader, whose eyes were shining, couldn't wait to open the curtain of the sedan chair, and a human girl who was tied up into a rice dumpling, a cute and shy, frightened and trembling human girl, appeared in front of him-

Even though Wei Lily Lan was tied up with ropes, even though her face was full of fear, her round and permeable soft face, panicked and shrunken panicked expression, and fresh and lovely quiet temperament turned into succubus whips one after another, whipping at the heart of the priest.

The priest, who was so excited that he almost went crazy on the spot, pulled Wei Liling out of the sedan chair in one hand.

Wei Liling Lan, who was gagged, saw the terrible wolf-headed man pounce on her, and she let out a whimpering exclamation, pleading and desperate eyes, intertwining a beautiful and desolate face.

The terrified Wei Lily of the Valley. The more excited the priest became. The blood of madness ignited instantly.

The wolf-headed man's gaze. It also heated up suddenly and became **abnormal.

The priest's gaze swept over the girl's body, the soft skin, like clotted white jade, the long dark, like the smoothest satin, the eyes full of tears. It is simply a beautiful gift from God to all beings.

But the most striking thing is the clear eyes!

Wei Linglan's eyes are full of pitiful despair, and they also reflect her pure heart that carries a beautiful vision.

Good things are always coveted.

Wei Linglan's sad and desperate expression not only did not attract pity, but made the priest crazy.

This evil wolf from chaos only wants to destroy, only wants to commit crimes, only wants to encroach on the good, and takes the girl in front of him as his own.

The howling priest, the blood of the wolf's soul boiled and burned.

The priest who almost lost his mind. At this point, he pounced on the fresh face in front of him, Wei Lily of the Valley's soft temperament and clear eyes. Let the wolf-headed man's striker lead the complete madness.

In the midst of the excitement, the priest unbuckled his trouser belt regardless of broad daylight!

The wolf claws covered with manes pulled out the towel that blocked Wei Lily of the Valley's mouth, and with just one force, he removed the girl's chin.

With a heavy gasp, the priest pressed the girl's head to the crotch.

At this moment, in the only remaining sanity of the wolf-headed man, there is only one thought, that is, to wantonly tarnish the beauty in front of him, to appreciate the despair and struggle of the pure girl, and her pain and shame in the destruction of miè sinking ~ falling.

"Shoot!"

In the roar, a crossbow arrow shot out to the extreme!

The screams rang out, and the priest's ugly lifeline was bleeding on the spot.

At the same time, there was a second loud shout at the edge of the woodland!

"Charge!"

Qian Wuwu, who was furious, moved the phantom charge in the roar, and Mulan and Zhang Wuwei on his side also released their charging skills left and right-

Mulan, who was a beginner, danced lightly like the wind, almost all the way with the shadow of Qian Wuwu, advancing in parallel, and although Zhang Wuwei ran five times the running degree, he obviously couldn't keep up with the footsteps of his lord.

The cold light of the heavy sword "Hand of Broken Rock" swept over the priest's neck in an instant.

The black shadow flashed, and there was a bang.

The flail that blocked the heavy sword shook up the meteor hammer at the end of the chain and smashed it into Qian Wuwu's head.

"Human, I want you dead!" The panicked priest turned all the endless pain in the root of his life into a violent force, and the bloody aura rose to the sky.

But contrary to what the priest had expected, his enemies did not evade the roar of battle.

In the roar, the power like a wave surged.

The priest only felt a cold on his shoulder, and smashed the sedan chair on his side and flew out, and the flail flying hammer he threw out accidentally injured the werewolf warrior behind him.

"Kill all the werewolves, not a single one will be left!" The voice of Qian Wuwu bloomed like thunder, cold and abnormal.

Wei Linglan, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head at this moment, and in her soft eyes full of tears, there was only a majestic figure covered with heavy armor.

From the perspective of looking up, the figure of the Warcraft Knight, like a mountain and a majestic shore, stands up to the sky and the earth.

Qian Wuwu's arms and Qian Wuwu's body held up a piece of sky for the delicate girl on the ground.

From the bird's-eye view of the power of the moon, there were about fifty wolf-headed warriors standing in the open forest meadow, while 21 euphorbia soldiers and five crossbowmen were pouring out of the bushes at the edge of the woodland.

And in the direction of the Black Hat Mountain, there is also a group of human soldiers leading horses, lying in ambush in the depths of the woodland, quietly waiting, just outside the black mountain rock they guard, there is a faint team of wolf-headed people, slowly coming.

After Qian Wuwu beat the priest, he beheaded two werewolves in a row, and he was covered in blood, and while taking the time to observe the battlefield, he turned back with two swords, cutting the ropes on Wei Linglan's body.

Between raising his hand, Qian Wuwu threw out a space bag and said, "Take these equipment and protect yourself!" ”

The next moment, Qian Wuwu rushed towards the howling werewolf warriors to prevent them from forming a formation to protect themselves.

In fact, according to the original battle plan, Qian Wuwu was ready to ambush this group of werewolves, but Wei Linglan's sudden appearance disrupted his established plan.

So, an ambush battle turned into an encounter.

At this moment, the alchemy warriors were approaching, and the crossbow arrows shot by the crossbowmen were pouring out at an extremely high frequency of ten seconds, and Qian Wuwu, who was deep into the enemy formation, smashed the array of werewolf warriors into pieces with an incomparably arrogant attitude.

"Stand back, stand back, shieldman, follow me to stop him!" As soon as the priest crawled out of the bushes, he roared.

When Qian Wuwu saw the two werewolves with shields, he approached and roared angrily: "Look for death!" ”

At this moment, the villagers and girls in the woodland were screaming and scurrying on the grass, but before they could run out of the battlefield, they saw a group of silver electric snakes gushing out of the void.

Thunder Strike!

With a loud bang, Qian Wuwu's heavy sword danced out of the sky.

The shield-bearer at the side of the priest was reduced to charcoal on the spot, and the leader of the vanguard of the wolf-headed people, who boasted of his prowess and unstoppableness, also ushered in a second heavy sword slash.

Boom!

The priest's flail was slashed by the hand of Rock Breaker.

In the midst of the screams, the wind blades danced wildly, and the priest's huge wolf head was actually skinned by the force of the wind's fury, and the bloody fangs under the torn wolf's mouth were extremely terrifying.

The frightened priest did not notice the pain on his face, he just stared blankly at the flail in his hand—a magical weapon made of stainless steel, the treasure of the Blackstone City Arsenal, and the glory of the martial arts bestowed upon him by Chief Dolot.

But now, this high-level weapon that carries dreams has been cut in two by the heavy armor samurai of the human race!

What kind of power is this?

What kind of weapon is this?

Who is he?

How can humans be so powerful?

The priest, who was full of doubts, still burst out with a bloody roar in the face of Qian Wuwu's heavy sword swung again-the blood of the werewolf and the power of the werewolf turned into a wild will to survive, making him subconsciously make a desperate move.

The bone-fire shield held up the broken steel cone, and the edge of the Broken Rock Hand stabbed the priest in the chest.

However, the werewolf warrior who competed with Qian Wuwu had the strength of his whole body, and he wanted to rely on the high-quality heart shield to resist the heavy sword of Qian Wuwu.

Bloody Fury Strikes!

In the shout, the power of blood rage bloomed in Qian Wuwu's hands.

Anger and resentment, with the churning heavy sword, poured a ** concussion damage into the body of the defensive warrior in front of him, the priest.

The steel armor was torn apart by the hand of the broken rock, and the dancing wind blade nailed into the priest's shoulders, and the fierce and unrivaled brute power poured into the body of the werewolf warrior through Qian Wuwu's hands.

Bones crumble and muscles break.

Qian Wuwu's full blow shattered the priest's arms on the spot!

At this moment, the eyes of the Warcraft Knight were incomparably cold, and for this werewolf who wanted to bully Wei Linglan, he not only would not be soft, but also let the other party have a good taste of despair.

"No!" The bloody fangs of the priest were overwhelmed by fear under the pressure of absolute power, but at the moment when he wanted to escape, the heavy sword in front of him became heavier and heavier, making it impossible for him to move his steps at all.

Qian Wuwu roared angrily, the sword and shield strikes suddenly moved, and the priest, who raised his arm armor to resist, watched the black iron bracers of his arms twist and deform, and his feet and knees also shattered one after another in the click.

There was another roar, and the hand of Broken Rock cut off the priest's right arm, and two wind blades shot out, and the priest who fell to the ground broke his left hand at the elbow, and his left leg was also cut off by the knee.

The next moment, Qian Wuwu's steel combat boots stepped heavily on the chest of the wolf-headed warrior, and at the moment when the priest vomited blood again and again, whimpering and struggling, a roar of blood rage rose to the sky: "Euphorbia, assassinate in formation!" ”

The halberd soldiers who discharged the neat queue had just dispersed the phalanx of werewolf warriors, and in the sound of Qian Wuwu's order, they released the armor-piercing skill of "rapid assassination".

Guns are like a forest!

Eight werewolf warriors who tried to resist were pierced in the chest at that time.

The bloody blade of the spear and the broken wolf-headed man at Qian Wuwu's feet are intertwined into a terrifying image. (To be continued!)

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