Xia Xilian glanced at the three priests over there who didn't add any blood at all, and the white-clothed Shangshu who was busy over there, and didn't say anything, anyway, it had nothing to do with her.

Her pastor is great, and their unbelief is their problem.

When the swordsman's blood line dropped to ten percent at once, the white-clothed Shangshu did not add blood to him, but brushed a small recovery technique for Xia Xilian over there.

A few pastors over there are disdainful, and the amount of blood that has returned is now 80 percent, what is there to add? And then still standing there motionless.

When the swordsman over there was attacked again, a white light suddenly flashed on his body.

Swordsman: 0.03% HP remaining.

Xia Xishan didn't care, this kind of precise blood control ability was obviously intentional by the white-clothed Shangshu.

The white-clothed Shangshu is not a good-tempered person, they deliberately did not add the people over there, and the white-clothed Shangshu did not owe so much to all-inclusive.

There is no blood loss over there, so now there are five people in white Shangshu.

To be precise, the rest of the people are not like swordsmen, and the white-clothed Shangshu is not milky, so they can't die anyway.

The swordsman over there had no one adding blood to himself, and he was directly angry: "Pastor, priest add blood." ”

The priests over there still didn't move, and after the white-clothed Shangshu casually gave a blood addition, Xia Xishan said:

"I'll just say, you two have to work hard, you see, you can't keep up, I'll just say that my pastor is great."

No way! Why does this person owe so much?

It is estimated that this sentence is the thoughts of everyone present, including the white-clothed Shangshu.

Because everyone could see that they deliberately didn't add it, Xia Xilian could still say this, and actually said it.

The white-clothed Shangshu is still hanging people little by little with such precision, and the pastor over there just made a move, and if he doesn't add it now, Xia Xiluo will have to say that they can't add it because they are stupid.

Xia Xilian said again at this time: "Don't worry, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, all of a sudden, your hands will cramp for a while, I see that your hand speed is not fast, don't break out like this." ”

A few priests: "......" your hands are fast, your hands are fast and you are flying to the sky!

However, as soon as they thought of this, they glanced at Xia Xi's data, Damn, real-time hand speed 550, your mother's fetus solo!

However, Xia Xi's side only broke out a little, and not all the time they were full of anger, and it just so happened that they watched it at this time.

A priest over there gave Xia Ji a lonely person, and all of a sudden the amount of blood overflowed, and the priest could see it when he saw the effect, it must have overflowed.

Xia Jilin spoke again at this time: "Look, look, I'll just let you look at two, add it to me blindly, overflow, hey, forget it, for the sake of you, you are also kind, don't talk about you!" ”

That priest almost vomited blood, who is kind, just to prove that he can see more than two people!

In fact, the priest was supposed not to overflow, but she didn't see that the white-clothed Shangshu over there was already chanting to Xia Xi.

Xia Xi's loneliness asked them not to repeat it because of this, people who don't have a tacit understanding, their blood volume is overflowing, it's too wasteful.

Xia Xilin saw that the mob's blood was almost up, and said directly: "Don't output it, the musketeer chases the hot missile." ”

After Xia Xi's silence was finished, the musketeer directly threw out a heat-chasing missile, and after igniting it, it directly killed all the little monsters.