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In the Dark Arrow Pavilion, the right commander Wing Hu was angry and shouted an order: "Hurry into the attack position, quickly find out the exact location of the person who broke into the formation, and prepare to launch the locomotive."

The guards of more than a dozen Dark Arrow Pavilion hurriedly, hurriedly, and not chaotic, and quickly boarded the black Dark Arrow Pavilion locomotive launch pad, launch tower, and launch window in an orderly manner. Open all the covers, pull out the locomotive pin fuse, remove the baffle of the locomotive's launch port, and reveal a special shield arrow about three meters long and as thin as a thumb.

The special shield-piercing arrows of these locomotives were once placed at the farthest point of the locomotive target, and the two-meter huge wolf-tooth iron-walled shield that the Iron Wall Battalion was proud of was used as a reference.

When the locomotive's spring was triggered, people only saw that the wolf's tooth and iron shield that made the entire Iron Wall Battalion proud of it were shot into a hedgehog, and the wooden dummy behind the Iron Arm Shield was shot into sawdust. Only then did I hear a strange sound.

This kind of sound has never been heard before, like a tearing sound, like a soft muddy sound, and like a crisp crystal cracking sound, extremely strange.

In the end, I realized that it was the sound of breaking in the talk.

This locomotive's special shield-piercing arrow was launched, and there was no sound, but out of thin air, a withering arrow seemed to pass through the void space, and the lightning came in front of him, and he looked into his body with his eyes, and then he could hear the sound of the arrow tearing through the air.

An arrow that is faster than a sound! Also called a silent void death arrow! An arrow that can shoot through all defenses!

The right commander, Wing Hu Qi, personally hurried up to the highest point of the dark arrow pavilion where he was located, which was extremely black and powerful.

The right commander Yihu opened a locomotive that was even bigger than other locomotives, as if this locomotive was a locomotive king, twice the size of other locomotives, and built a special silent void death arrow, which looked like a handful of black sesame seeds were sprinkled on the floor on the front of the arrow, which could no longer be described as dense rice, but could only be described as a pile of stacks and bundles of silent void death arrows.

Of course, Doomsday had no idea that such terrible arrows existed, and he was now busy dealing with the dense rain of arrows fired by the third mechanism.

Lying on the bluestone ground on all fours, let Nangong Bai Ya, lying on her belly and chest, throw out the ancient fan in her hand, condense the true qi, let the ancient fan rotate, and wave the rain of arrows from dozens of shots.

At the same time, Doomsday turned back freely, hugged Nangong Bai Ya with one hand, and her soft and delicate body was as light as nothing, half-squatting in the air under the space opened up by the ancient fan, waiting for the arrow rain to finish.

Poof!

The rain of arrows was intensive, and he used his body to protect Nangong Baiya's doomsday escape, and an arrow was shot in the arm of his left shoulder, which went straight to the bone of his arm before stopping.

Fortunately, Doomsday Xiaoyao has breathed the true spiritual qi of the 10,000-year-old fire coral since he was a child, and he has practiced a hard bone of Vajra, a sharp, hard iron arrow, shooting through clothes, shooting through flesh, and shooting to the hard bones, he loses power, and then he falls down and hangs obliquely on Doomsday Xiaoyao's arm with an arrow.

The doomsday was painful, and his true anger was agitated, and the arrows that were shot on his arms and hung in the flesh and skin only shed a small triangular bloody wound.

Just as the blood was about to flow out, a golden liquid suddenly appeared at the wound, quickly coagulated, blocking the flow of donated blood and began to slowly heal the wound.

The rain of arrows followed the dense rain, but it was shot out in an instant, shooting on the cold bluestone ground, bursting countless small sparks, and then scattered all over the ground, like autumn dead leaves, full of layers.

Just as the iron arrows shot out hundreds of tiny sparks, Doom could see the fourth trigger that followed and the weapon that had already been exported from the fifth.

The fourth mechanism is actually a cutting sickle, dozens of cutting sickles with mechanical arms, twisting and turning suddenly out, bending and cutting through various spaces.

Just in the midst of the calcium carbide sparks, Doomsday Xiaoyao has memorized the oblique and horizontal cutting of the scythe carried by each mechanical arm, and the body moves like a cunning rabbit, or bending over, or sideways, or raising legs, or stretching out arms, one by one, quickly, dodging the cutting sickle.

Nangong Baiya, who was in a coma, suddenly kicked out diagonally with one of her curly calves, and was kicking towards two sharp arcs, one left and one right, and a powerful cutting sickle driven by a strong machinery.

Doomsday is about to put his body in an extremely irregular posture, with a line of letters in large letters, his head to dodge, a slashing sickle, and his shoulder to dodge an upward curved cutter.

The back of the waist dodged, and he had already dodged a cutter that had just been cut, and one leg was still bent, struggling to support the weight of himself and Nangong Baiya.

And the winch of the fifth, fifth-way mechanism, the rotating sharp winch is rising from the bluestone on the ground, twisting everything that comes close.

Countless bluestones suddenly sank, and winches of varying heights and sizes suddenly emerged from the pit, strangling everything that came close.

Several arrows that had just fallen to the ground were placed on the slowly rising winch, and the crisp sound of the arrows breaking and the short arrows that were knocked away by the winch flew to the side.

The fourth mechanism and the fifth mechanism were activated at the same time, and they cooperated with each other, and it was inevitable that the remnants of the intruder would be cut and strangled.

If you fall to the ground, or just can't get up quickly from the ground, you will be strangled by the winch that rises from the bluestone pit.

Doomsday's eyes were bloody, and he saw that Nangong Baiya's suddenly outstretched calf was cut off by a knife.

Instinct makes Doomsday Loose make a twist.

Poof!

The sharp cutter, no matter how hot-blooded you are, mechanically cut the scalp of Doomsday Xiaoyao's head, cut off a piece of hair on Doomsday Xiaoyao's head, and the blood flowed down in a flash, and a few drops of hot blood dripped onto Nangong Baiya's face and onto Nangong Baiya's paper-colored lips.

The cutter, which had already had an extra waist, unceremoniously cut off Doomsday's belt under the condition that Doomsday Carefree took his own initiative, and with a "whoop!", Doomsday Careless's pants fell directly between the curled knees.

Poof! Doomsday's right calf was cut out of a huge bloody hole by a sharp cutter, and a stream of blood splattered out.

Doomsday escaped the attack in pain, stood between the four winches with his legs, and listened to the sound of scum, and his pants that slipped from between his knees were instantly crushed into crumbs by the bayonet edges of several winches.

In the scorching summer, Doomsday Xiaoyao wore a pair of underwear shorts, and handyman single pants, and now suddenly the single pants were accidentally strangled into crumb cloth, Doomsday Xiaoyao suddenly felt a cold whole leg, and was surprised and thought in his heart, "My legs are not pulled?"

If you take a closer look, you will have a red face and red ears, and you will almost have a bare ass.

It was when Doomsday Xiaoyao was glad that his leg was fine, and Doomsday Xiaoyao suddenly saw a panicked and blinding snow white in the dark.

In such a dark night, what can make such a surprise in the dark night when you can't see your fingers.

Doomsday suddenly felt that he was breathing very heavily, like an old cow.

It was Nangong Baiya's calf that was torn open by a sharp cutter a piece of clothes and pants the size of a palm, revealing the blinding snow white of clotted agarwood.

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