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With 3 strides, he rushed to Carl's side from the side, and with a violent temper, he rounded his arm, and with endless anger, he condescendingly slammed a stick and hit Karl on the top of his head!

"Ahh

Hearing a boom and a terrible howl, Carl's whole body instantly became 3 inches shorter, and his feet were like nails, piercing into the hard ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The mace was raised high by the shock, and the iron cone cast in one piece was crooked into a strange shape, and the thigh-thick body of the rod was slightly bent.

"Hey!"

With a violent roar, he rounded his arm and slammed his head, and the blood on Karl's head was pouring down to his chest, and his entire ankle was deep in the hard ground.

Kaflan snapped her decision, let go of her left hand, and with a flick of her right hand, the whip rolled down strands of flesh from Karl's legs, and with another wave of her hand, it wrapped firmly around Karl's neck.

The blazing demon flame ignited, this time it was no longer restrained, and crawled directly all over Carl's face.

The messy beard and hair instantly scorched, and with a little bloodstain, they were gently blown by the wind and turned into ashes.

At this time, the butler had completely dissolved the fog, and this black mist was thin and dim, floating beside the boulder.

With a big move, the brute bull instantly burst out with most of his fighting spirit, although he still has strength left at the moment, but those little attack power, the injury cannot be controlled or controlled, and it is meaningless.

Caphora is in just the right state, the Shadow Demon Flame Whip is elusive, weird and difficult, but the most lacking in explosion, at this time can only output with all its strength, and a little more grinding is a little.

The balance that decides the outcome of the battle falls on Aaron, who is at the bottom of the strength.

Archers are different from other professions, as long as they still have fighting spirit and special arrows, they can exert good lethality.

Taking a deep breath and trying to calm the after-effects of the outburst of vindictiveness, Aaron pulled the bowstring and landed on the last silver arrow.

The temper tantrum has already picked two sticks, and the third one has just been shot.

The huge and violent force completely nailed Carl's feet into the hard ground, and the embarrassing thing is that without the cooperation of the fighting spirit, the pure physical strength is still not lethal, and at this time Carl's skull is still not knocked open.

At this time, Caphora's demonic flames completely enveloped Carl's head, scorching his fighting qi while drilling into his brain along the seven orifices.

The third stick of the temper hammered down, and through the black demonic flame, a gap was visible to the naked eye in Karl's skull, and the demonic flame instantly drilled into it and burned against the gap.

"Ahh

In the midst of the howl, Karl's eyes widened, the blackness of the whites of his eyes faded, and his consciousness revived.

At this time, it was two and a half seconds before the banshee of the underworld pounced on Carl, no more, no less, and the time had passed exactly two and a half seconds.

The next moment, the fighting energy on Carl's body suddenly erupted, like a volcanic eruption, and the violent energy instantly extinguished the flames on his head and the hurricane under his feet.

The huge force smashed Carl's arm slightly, which showed that Carl was already at the end of his crossbow, but he still blocked this fatal blow after all!

"You ...... All going to die!"

The hoarse voice seemed to come from hell, with bitter hatred, like a cold wind blowing directly in everyone's hearts.

Before the words fell, Karl's right hand moved, and he lost his temper and screamed in pain, above the collarbone and below the Adam's apple, he was pierced by the military marquis's sword.

Kaphora's face changed, and then he gritted his teeth fiercely, and while increasing the output of his fighting energy, he flipped his left wrist and took out an azure diamond-shaped gem.

The temper tantrum was aroused, and he picked up the mace in his right hand, hit the top of Carl's head, and hammered it down again.

Carl glanced at Caphore, his eyes were full of fierceness, he set up the sword of the military marquis, made up his mind, and with the next sword, he would slaughter this annoying woman!

Just as the mace was about to smash into the body of the marquis's sword, a war hammer, emitting a faint earthy yellow light, spun and smashed into the back of Karl's head.

The hammer was out of his hand, and the brute fell to the ground heavily, bleeding from the wound in his lower abdomen, and panting like a bellows.

All his strength, already concentrated on this hammer, flew to the side of Karl's head with all the hopes of everyone.

Carl's face changed suddenly!

His legs were badly wounded, and his fighting spirit was close to exhaustion, and he had completely lost the ability to move like the wind.

Back to the sword to block?!

His stab was fast, fast without a trace, but this was the Junhou Sword!

At this moment, Carl was shocked to find that he had nothing to do but do this multiple-choice question.

Mace? or Warhammer?

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Karl leaned his head back as hard as he could while holding the mace, and the next moment, the war hammer full of fighting spirit, carrying huge kinetic energy, slammed heavily on his cheeks.

The bull's fighting spirit, which was not strong or condensed, miraculously broke through Karl's fragile defenses and smashed a few teeth.

To make matters worse, Caphora's flames suddenly burst out and covered Carl's entire face again.

The ferocity of the temper was stimulated to the limit, and he threw away the crooked mace, stretched out his big fan-like hand, grabbed the back of Karl's chin, pulled him out of the ground, lifted him into the air, roared, and began to exert force with ten fingers.

Aaron's eyes lit up, and he stared at the top of Karl's bare head, where the flesh and skin had been burned to ashes by the demonic flames, revealing a skull with a slight crack in the middle.

Aaron drew his bow and focused all his mind on one point, aiming, locking, ready to let go and shoot the long arrow.

Wen Yuan has been silent, but it is not that he has done nothing.

He quietly opened the second omniscient eye, watched Carl step into death little by little, watched Caphora begin to inspire the Azure Gem, watched the brute bull lose blood from serious injuries and was close to dying, and watched Aaron concentrate and prepare to go, and said in his heart, it's time.

His goal is stewardship.

Weird, ruthless, sophisticated, and powerful housekeeper.

That handful of ghost face king flower rhizome powder still played a huge role after all.

The butler has been trying to change his form, his head has changed back into a human form, but the progress has been stuck, and the neck is still in a half-mist form, and the black mist is entangled and entangled, gathering and scattering, and it has not been able to condense into a physical body for a long time.

The butler's face was no longer covered by black mist, revealing his original appearance.

It was a perverted pale face, as thin as a skeleton, with miserable green eyes like two ghost fires, and his expression was confused and anxious, and he couldn't understand why such an accident had happened.

Go to hell and think about it......

Wen Yuan sneered, stretched out his hand and pointed, and said silently in his heart: "Breaking the Demon Array, two meters in a radius, the duration is halved." ”

32 points of holy light energy disappeared, and an elven version of the "energy disorder force field" covered the entire butler.

The black mist under the butler was already very thin and unstable, and with the activation of the Demon Breaking Array, the black mist began to disperse rapidly, and along with it, there was also his vitality.

The butler chanted the mantra frantically, but he couldn't even make a sound, and the chaotic energy began to roll upside down, and a lonely head smashed to the ground, still opening and closing in vain.

Wen Yuan looked away indifferently, this strange and powerful enemy no longer had the need to continue to pay attention.

When the strength is not enough, it is necessary to use wisdom to the extreme, just like this, at the most appropriate time, press the last straw and watch him collapse.

It's that simple to kill.