Sima Chao's expression did not move.

From Tang Sheng's point of view, I only saw his tall side face, like a statue.

But this Fan Xidong is so annoying, Bai Chang is so good-looking, he can't grab it, he has no ability, do you still want to urge others to eat her?

It can be seen that if a man is too good-looking, he must be bad-hearted!

However, listening to Xiao Se's statement, it turns out that she is not an old human, but an ancient human.

Is there any difference?

"When will it be your turn to tell me what to do!" Sima snorted, suddenly pulled out the Tang knife, and pointed it at Fan Xidong.

Again, slowly move towards Xiao Se.

The blade draws a wide range, as if to say: everyone in the circle must die!

And the dust raised by the tip of the knife also made an earthy yellow mark in the air.

"Since you're here, stay for your life." His expression turned cold, "Otherwise, it's endless, it's really annoying." ”

"You said to stay, why!" Fan Xidong clenched his long whip.

It was probably very angry, or jealous, but in short, the long whip seemed to have a soul, and the volley flickered slightly.

What a demon.

Same with people.

"He peeked into our minds and set a trap." Xiao Se smiled bitterly, "We are too greedy for that piece of meat, and we don't know it." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head sideways and seemed to glance backwards.

Tang Sheng looked at him keenly, and saw the child-faced ** beauty.

It's a pity that the big beauty's face is very bad, although she gritted her teeth and didn't speak, but the shame and resentment can't be hidden.

"Lord Lord, withdraw first!" In the end, the big beauty stepped forward and said urgently.

This lord, but it was Xiao Se.

"It's too late." Xiao Se shook his head and pulled out the narrow and sharp sword, "When you enter this mountain, you can't go back." ”

The aftersound of the word "了" was pushed by the mountain wind and spread remotely.

But before the sound was over, the sword light had already passed.

Not at Sima Chao, but at Tang Sheng.

Damn, persimmons pick up soft pinch.

Tang Sheng scolded secretly, hugging his head and running away.

Then he silently recited the truth of "good-looking men don't have good eyes" in his heart again.

This Xiao Se looks like Sven scum.

As a result, he was really a Sven scum.

Why can't Sima beat her?

Death is also to die on the flesh, right?

In Sima Chao's words: Look at this point!

And she only felt that she was being spun around by a big hand in the process of escaping, and when she came back to the taste, the person was already behind Sima Chao.

"I called you over earlier." Sima snorted.

Please, big brother, you guys will come up and face Mai Mang, I'm too late to watch the show, isn't it a short delay.

Looking out from behind a certain big brother, I saw low-level people all over the mountains, mixed with people from the second and third districts.

They were all dressed in civilian clothes, and I don't know how they could distinguish between friend and foe.

Looking further away, the people of the first district came out of nowhere, Wuyang Wuyang.

The number of people, well, is multiplied by two.

It looks like this is a big battle, and it's many times bigger than the previous ambush scene at the docks.

As a result, Tang Sheng seemed to have entered a fierce battle game scene, and the surroundings instantly shouted to kill Zhentian.

The low-level ones are like vegetable melons, they are hit on the head and explode immediately.

However, the high-level ones have self-healing functions, and even if the degree is different, it is not so easy to kill the other party.

So they made strange moves and struggled.

And the top of the mountain is like the center of the rapids.

Sima Chao advanced or retreated, his demeanor was calm, but the Tang knife in his hand was hard and hard, one knife after another, and he was domineering.

It seems slow, but it's deadly fast.

The shadow and light of the knife brought up by the blade seemed to have stagnated, and the afterimage did not fade in the air, as if the Zhenzhen was connected into a painting.

Even if all attacks are cut off, the land where the sword light passes is also mercilessly harvesting life.

Moreover, if he was injured by his Tang knife, the wounds of ordinary high-ranking people could not heal.

Even Fan Xidong and Xiao Se recovered extremely slowly.

This is probably the advantage of rank, and there is no emotion to talk about at all.

If you can't do it, if you can't do it, you can't do it.

Willpower is useless at this moment.

It's like the world of animals, where the strong are self-reliant.

The weak can't turn over, and if they don't want to die, they can only surrender.

But Fan Xidong and Xiao Se were obviously unwilling to bow their heads.

Xiao Se is cunning and nimble, and can always avoid critical serious injuries.

Fan Xidong is a person who only attacks but can't defend, and after such a long time, he is covered in blood.

But he still laughed and never backed down.

Looking at Sima Chao again, there are also dots on his body.

In particular, Fan Xidong's whip swept across his cheek, leaving a small horizontal blood mark on his cheekbone.

And this injury seemed to make him extremely angry, and he was provoked to be ferocious, and the attack became more and more violent.

Tang Sheng felt like a small branch, placed on a strong rock, letting the light around her flicker, the black shadows flying, and the earth shaking, she could be safe and sound.

But seeing this kind of scene, she didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Happily, they will inevitably lose both.

Sima Chao will win.

Because he is so powerful, almost an insurmountable existence.

Fan Xidong and Xiao Se are two to one, and they are only abused.

However, the level of ordinary high-level people in the three regions seems to be about the same, so the casualties are half equal.

The low-level ones can be ignored.

It's just soulless, controlled cannon fodder.

Their role is only to harass, consume, stumble.

There are also those who are not as stiff and stupid as the lower ones, but they are also not as powerful and wise as the higher ones.

Somewhere in between in terms of physical strength and intelligence, it is equivalent to a specially trained human.

Could it be that there are other levels of evolutionaries?

She really doesn't know anything about the world.

But she clearly knew that if she fought like this for a while, the number of people in the three major districts would be sharply reduced due to casualties.

If human society still has the strength to fight, the infighting of the enemy is definitely good news.

The worry is that if Sima Chao is unable to protect her after the war, her fate will be uncertain again.

I was struggling with which side to cheer for, when I saw a silver-white thing rise from the foot of the mountain.

Like a cannonball, like a giant bubble.

When it reached mid-air, it suddenly exploded, and a dragon appeared faintly in the smoke.

Immediately afterward, the air seemed to be blown by the wind and rippled, rippling in circles.

"Three-way stop!" A voice came.

Constantly, constantly, constantly repeating this sentence.

But where is the simple sound, it is obviously a sound wave.

It's a weapon!

A sonic weapon that only exists in legends and comics.

Not to mention the only remaining low-level and unknown people, even the high-level ones who have been injured can't bear it.

Some were bleeding from their noses and eyes, and some were screaming in pain and squatting down.

Even covering your ears is useless.