None of these figures flying out came out by themselves, and all of them were thrown out. And all of them were dead, and not a single one could breathe.

A chill of the stallion jumped up along the back of the back, and for a while there was a feeling of not knowing where he was, and his heart just kept saying this: "Damn, master, I have met a master!" This time it's over. ”

Looking at the frightened stallion, the beauty smiled: "It turns out that your brothers are all dead, it really frightens me." Hehe. The beauty giggled mischievously and patted her plump chest exaggeratedly.

Such a ** posture, but can not arouse a trace of the stallion's lust, he only feels a chilling fear at this time. Stallions have never felt this way, is this what it feels like to die in their own hands, those people when they are dying?

The people behind the stallion are inferior to him, and this hysterical fear makes these people behave differently. Some people turned around and wanted to escape, and some people became crazy and angry because they were terrified, and rushed towards the three beautiful women instead.

These people were just starting, a few javelins flew out, and with a few aggressive sounds, several people who were active were crucified to the ground one by one. Blood, screams, and the dying people still struggling under the javelins, the scene was extremely bloody and terrifying, and scared the stallions to the heart.

On the roof of a dilapidated building, the long legs are like a killing god.

Those who had not had time to react were silent one by one, and did not dare to make the slightest move. One of them knelt down with a grunt, desperately begging for mercy. Inspired by him, he suddenly fell to his knees.

The stallion also wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but in front of his subordinates, that trace of self-esteem made him persevere. He was thinking that with his own strength, the other party would definitely be reluctant to kill him.

But the cruel truth shattered his only remaining illusion. Several figures flashed from all directions like ghosts, surrounding the remaining few people.

The stallion was cold at first sight. Among them, there are four or five people who are close to his strength, and there are four who make him unable to see his strength clearly, and the strength of the others is also above the second level.

What kind of team is this! How can there be such a strong strength, is it from the front? But it appeared in the wrong direction.

In the group of people who appeared, there was no shadow of Litian and Charlie.

Mars raised the ever-changing flame in his hand and said with a wicked smile: "Whoever explains the situation first and fastest will be able to live." I'm only going to leave one person behind, it's a rare opportunity! Hey! ”

Mars, who showed his teeth in the white forest, seemed to be a demon, staring at a person. As soon as the man was stunned, the flame in Mars's hand turned into the shape of a fiery snake, and with a whoosh, the fiery snake in the air opened its mouth and swallowed the man in one gulp.

The scorching flames turned the man to ashes in an instant. The terrible screams and the strange and terrifying scenes frightened two of them into fainting instantly. Without hesitation, Mars burned them to death.

The roaring flames and the stench completely broke the will of these people. A seemingly thin and shrewd guy said quickly: "We are the people under the prince of the Heavenly Punishment Society, and he is the stallion of the second master. ”

When the other people saw that they were being preempted, they also opened their mouths like beans poured into a bamboo tube, and they couldn't wait to tell what color of underwear they were wearing.

Mars waved his hand and burned a few more people, stared at the first person to speak, and asked, "Who is the prince, where is he, and how many of you are left?" ”

The man hurriedly pointed to the seven-story building: "The prince is on the top of that building, and we have fifty or sixty people, and where are we." ”

But at this moment, a figure burst out of the darkness, like lightning and headed towards the hotel. At the same time, a voice came: "Charlie locks on the target, has a chance to snipe him." ”

The prince had already observed what was happening through the telescope, and as soon as he saw his men pointing in the direction where he was, he immediately felt bad, turned around and tried to run away.

But at this moment, a chill welled up in my heart: "It's not good, it's dangerous." ”

Out of the instinct of a master, let him subconsciously jump.

Boom~

The gunshot rang out, and a bloody light spurted out of the prince in the air, and the prince's howl like killing a pig was heard: "Ah~ my life"

The group of coquets next to him who didn't understand what was going on suddenly became chaotic and came over to support the prince. The handkerchief man was the first to rush forward, took out the white handkerchief from his bosom, and covered the prince's wounds.

Yes~!

Another even more miserable cry came: "You fool, where are you going, I'm going to kill you!" Damn it! It hurts me to death. Come on! ”

Before everyone could leave, a figure flew up from the top of the building. Li Tian actually ran all the way up from the outer wall of the building, this combination of snow leopard running skills and Mian Li's strength, Li Tian used it more skillfully.

Litian is like a god of death, standing quietly. The thieves, who had not seen the situation of the stallions and others, rushed forward one after another when they saw the enemy coming.

Of all these people, the prince was the only one who realized how terrible Litian was, but he had no intention of preventing his men from dying, which was just the right time for him to escape.

"Idiot, look at what, help me out."

The handkerchief man who covered his wound quickly helped him up and walked downstairs.

The battle here has come to a fever pitch. Although these people can't pose any threat to him, it is not something that can be done in a short time if they want to fight their way out.

There are more than sixty people here, and there are four or five third-level masters like stallions. However, Li Tian is not worried that the prince will escape, but at this time, he is afraid that Mojia is already waiting for him anymore.

In the battle just now, Litian's impression of Mojia was even deeper. Most of the members of the Heavenly Punishment Society who were ambushed were killed by Litian and Mojia, and what shocked Litian was that Mojia's killing speed was comparable to his own.

Originally, at the beginning, Li Tian didn't plan to expose his strength too much. I didn't want to be killed by Mojia like cutting wheat at a speed that aroused my competitive spirit, and I also slaughtered wildly.

The two of them clasped their arms together and secretly competed to see who would kill the most people. As a result, other people who are ready to show their skills have no chance. Therefore, the depressed Long Legs and Mars vented their anger on the people around the stallion.

Mojia's methods of warfare also shocked Litian. Every time she was gently patted by her jade hand, the enemy died softly as if it had fallen apart.

And Litian also found that Mojia's usual slight swing of the whole body is definitely not to show his charm, but a special skill.