"Die! Die! Die! ”

Lian Xiaodeng's crazy roar almost shook through the night sky, his arms danced wildly and forced towards Han Dongwen again and again, the green tendons on his head burst out, and he was almost completely ignited by anger.

His long knife was no longer in his hand, and at this moment in his hand were two long blades that shimmered and condensed, extending straight from his elbow, slashing at him violently like a humanoid praying mantis.

These two blades are miracles that Lian Xiaodeng has just launched, increasing the continuous state of damage and attack range, but it is obvious that this high-investment spell has not brought benefits, which makes Lian Xiaodeng's anger intensify a little.

His anger came from not being able to figure it out—he couldn't figure out why his slash didn't hurt at all, he couldn't figure out what kind of strange West Asian spell it was, and he couldn't figure out why the Blood Harbor bandit in front of him, who was supposed to be in the same camp as himself, actually fought hard with him.

A mere pawn of the Star and Moon Fleet actually restrained himself, but not only that, but the rest of the fleet crew behind him really poured out, crossed the Huishui Bay guarded by him, and rushed to Haizhou City behind him.

Why?

"Ahh

The spittle in his mouth was almost squirting out, but every time he slashed at Han Dongwen, he could only light up with a spark that didn't hurt or itch.

The knife is getting heavier and heavier, but Han Dongwen is getting more and more confident in his heart.

The light knife is fast, and the heavy slow knife is like a fish on a chopping board in the face of Audu's miracle.

The sword momentum of the opening banner is really never to win people quickly.

"Medium!"

A golden light flashed from Han Dongwen's hand, and the golden snake-like golden knot suddenly shot out and hit Lian Xiaodeng's throat.

Even when Xiaolan raised his head to dodge, he almost had to grit his teeth.

This is the spell of the Department of National Law.

First of all, the spells of West Asia, and then the spells of the National Law Division, were actually used against themselves?!

"Something that doesn't look like four, you-"

The golden rope flew over his head in front of Lian Xiaodeng's eyes, and he was about to move, but he hesitated for a long time - one end of the golden knot was clearly tied to a dagger with flashing carved runes!

It was Han Dongwen's method when dealing with Gu Ya, using a golden knot to connect the dagger with the prayer mark, and make a murder weapon with a chain rope.

The light of Jin Yujie was no longer brilliant, and at the same time, the pale prayer sign flashed a few times like a flashing light, and Han Dongwen's figure had already appeared behind Lian Xiaodeng.

The two ends of the golden knot had been held in his left and right hands, and the rope was going around Lian Xiaodeng's neck.

"Drink!"

With Han Dongwen's short but powerful low drink, Jin Yujie was stiffened, and the word strangled Lian Xiaodeng's neck, almost sinking into the flesh.

In the next second, Han Dongwen's body leaned sideways, turned around in mid-air and arched his waist, folded his thighs, and Jin Yu knotted in his hand like the reins of a horse, pulling Lian Xiaodeng's neck high back and approaching him.

"Bang!"

With a loud muffled sound, Han Dongwen kicked the back of Lian Xiaodeng's head with an extremely strong kick.

Blood, saliva.

There was a crisp snap from Lian Xiaodeng's neck, which sounded like the celery root had been broken off in early spring, and his head was completely dislocated by this kick, and his shoulder had been broken at an angle that a living person could not do.

The two fell back to the ground from mid-air - Han Dongwen was squatting on the ground with his feet, and even the small lamp smashed straight on the ground like a heavy sack, causing a cloud of dust and mist.

It was as if he couldn't do anything more.

"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ......"

Han Dongwen stood in place, panting, his chest rising and falling with his breathing that he couldn't calm down for the time being, and looked back vigilantly.

He was not only looking at the small lights, but also at the quaint direction in the distance.

There was a dead silence among the dart masters of the Qimen Dart Bureau around them, and there was only the sound of heavy breathing and the small footsteps of others in the air.

Even Xiaodeng's defeat was too sudden, and it deviated too far from the originally written script.

Should they stop the wolf-helmeted man next?

Can you stop it?

The most serious expression was Ji Haishan, a small man with the same dart head as Lian Xiaodeng, who never thought that things would develop into the current situation.

"Bad guys, you ...... You're going to pay the price. ”

Ji Haishan, who was black and thin like a monkey, glanced at Lian Xiaolan lying on the ground, and crossed his hands into his pocket.

Gu Ya didn't make any moves, and Han Dongwen immediately shifted his attention to Ji Haishan.

He is the dart head of the Qimen Dart Bureau to see the sea flag, and he is good at fist and foot kung fu and hidden weapons, and his strength will not be weaker than Lian Xiaodeng.

Han Dongwen took down Lian Xiaolan by surprise, but he was not naïve enough to think that Ji Haishan would repeat the mistakes of the past, and he took himself lightly.

He was about to step forward to make a move, but he saw a look of surprise flash on Ji Haishan's face, and then pulled his hands out of his clothes.

There was nothing in his hand, and his expression was extremely relaxed.

This is?

Han Dongwen only hesitated for a moment, and he already felt the reason why Ji Haishan suddenly relaxed.

In the inky night sky, a bright light trail fell like a comet, with a huge sense of presence and suffocating momentum, approaching forward.

This comet is coming at itself!

Han Dongwen gasped, leaned back, and the prayer sign activated again, flashing a few steps behind him in a pale light.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, a heavy crash sounded, and the ground instantly exploded with a thick wall of sand and dust, covering the figure in the coma.

Fortunately, you don't need to use your eyes to see who it is at this moment.

"Lord Lieutenant!"

"It's the Captain!"

The dead silence around them turned into sporadic calls, followed by shouts that grew louder.

"Defend Simeng!"

"Hold Haizhou!"

"Lord Lieutenant!"

The blades scattered on the ground were picked up one after another, and the formation that had been chaotic was surrounded again, pressing towards Han Dongwen.

The main force of the Xingyue fleet had already rushed through this line of defense when Han Dongwen was dealing with Lian Xiaodeng, and at this moment they were fighting with the officers and soldiers who had entered the main city from the rear of The Hague.

Except for the overseer who needed to be on guard, there was no one behind Han Dongwen.

In the inky night, the firelight pulls the hot wind.

Yang Churan took a step out of the smoke that was blown away, and his indifferent face was as dignified and serious as an oil painting under the illumination of the orange flames.

She was in such a bad mood.

"It shouldn't be like this."

Yang Churan's voice should have been angry and annoyed, but it sounded quite calm at the moment.

When a person has made up his mind and only needs to carry it out, his speech will sound very flat.

"Card"

The crisp metal sound sounded, and the two short guns in Yang Churan's hands merged into one.

Her movements are unhurried, and her steps are smooth.

It seems like it's just a trivial thing that can no longer be commonplace.

It's just a common thing to inspect subordinates, approve official documents, and kill a person.

Yang Churan always forced himself to calm down like this after being angry.

I was played by Jiang Ningyun for a day like a fool, and when I came back to my senses, the first thing I saw was that the blood port played cards out of common sense.

Of course she was furious.

Therefore, of course, she needs to knock on the bloody port, and she really needs to vent.

The person in front of him is very suitable for venting, a Simeng Bloody Hong Kong man wearing a wolf helmet, and a West Asian Bloody Hong Kong person pretending to be a female slave.

The man who wears the wolf's helmet is not weak, but he is not strong either.

The person pretending to be a slave girl in the distance just had to pay attention.

There can't be a woman like Jiang Ningyun everywhere in this world.

Yang Churan walked a few steps, raised his eyes to look at Han Dongwen in front of him, then sighed, raised the tip of the gun, and pointed at Han Dongwen who was about ten steps away.

She spit out a few words lightly, her tone was a little indifferent, and she just spoke in a casual manner:

"Simeng, Daqimen."

"Simeng, the National Soldier Division, the captain of the Surprise Division."

"Yang Churan."

Almost at the same time, in Han Dongwen's field of vision, Yang Churan's blood bar was already clearly visible.

There are four more miracles of Audu, and they are still ......

When Han Dongwen was still thinking about it, he was stunned to find that the light candles around him flickered violently.

Bright.

Extinguish.

Bright.

Extinguish.

Bright.

Extinguish.

In an instant, only the last candle survived.

"What's ......?!"

Han Dongwen was stunned for a moment, only to realize that the ground under his feet had disappeared for some time, and the whole person was pulled to the ground by gravity in the air.

At the same time, the health bar of the first machine fell like a waterfall, and it was extremely terrifying.

There is water under your feet.

It's not that the ground is gone, it's that I've been knocked away?

With a pop of water, the first plane slammed heavily and awkwardly into the water, and the icy lake water poured into his mouth and lungs, and with the last faint candlelight, it slowly fell into the depths of the water.

"I was hit, three times."

"The shot is fast, the distance is very long, and the displacement is forced."

Han Dongwen's mind was thinking like a stress reaction.

How to get out of the hand?

What is the mechanism?

Questions filled Han Dongwen's mind, but fortunately, the cold sea water stimulated his nerves, allowing him to quickly identify a question that needed to be thought about the most.

Will Yang Churan still do it?

Is it safe to fall into the water?

The moment Han Dongwen thought of this question, the last light candle on his side was categorically extinguished.

Here it comes?!

He gritted his teeth, and tried to twist his body rather blindly, at least to see how he had been wounded.

But I couldn't see clearly, it was too dark in the water.

"This time the first machine is going to be scrapped again?!"

This thought flashed through Han Dongwen's mind for no reason.

Suddenly, a strange light lit up in front of me.

Firelight.

Why is there fire in the water?

There was a heavy, crimson liquid in the water that kept falling, like red ink dripping into the water.

As it fell, the liquid was burning violently, steaming the surrounding seawater, and violently surging dense steam bubbles to the surface.

Source change app】

[Obtained: Blessing of Rusty Fire (from Brigadier General Gully)]

A buff prompt popped up, and at the same time, and then the light brightened, Han Dongwen finally saw how Yang Churan attacked him.

Beyond the burning blood barrier, illuminated by the firelight, there were dozens of headless bronze statues with guns that appeared out of thin air, and the tips of the guns were all aimed at Han Dongwen accurately.

I also had such a spearman statue all over my body, and then I was pushed to the tip of their spear by Yang Churan?

It's no wonder that Audu's miracle has lost so many injuries.

The fire in the water continued to burn, but this time, Han Dongwen was not pushed by any force to the tips of these spearmen.

Yang Churan was obviously disturbed.

"Rusty Fire ......"

Han Dongwen silently recited the name of his buff in his heart, and looked up at the water.

Why did Gu Ya make a move at this time?