Chapter 1187 - Counting Counts (1)
The higher the fusion, the stronger they are!
In the past, five percent for the first time was considered good!
But the back in front of me, the degree of fusion has reached 10%!
For tens of thousands of years, the soldiers of the Phoenix Tiger Legion don't know how many generations, but now they have also encountered different people who summoned them out with the Phoenix and Tiger Talisman, and the only one who lasted longer was the old man of the Shangwen family, but the fusion degree was only twenty percent until he died.
"Kill!"
This word popped out of the mouth of the fifth ripple, and she was suddenly terrified, the momentum was not weaker than the soldiers of the Phoenix Tiger Legion at all, and the Phoenix Tiger Talisman in her hand instantly burst out with amazing light, and hundreds of Phoenix Tiger warriors were like tornadoes, and those warriors were already scared stupid.
On the battlefield of life and death transformed by the Phoenix Tiger Legion, they have undoubtedly become one of the corpses!
"Ahhh
"Don't kill meβ"
It didn't take long at all, their resistance was useless, all defenses were turned into powder, and they were slashed out!
Majestic, bloody and vigorous, one by one, it was like a killing god descending.
The wind came/struck, and the robes hunted one by one, and the faces under the masks were solemn and cold.
They are the Phoenix Tiger Corps!
The warriors who killed and besieged Wenfeng before all became the souls of the Phoenix Tiger Warriors, and such a result was not the best or worst for the Phoenix Tiger Warriors, it can only be said that they have long been accustomed to this kind of killing and abuse.
The fifth ripple of the eye wave, the corners of the mouth hooked a wanton arc, the light under the eyes was bright and dazzling, and the smile on the face was open and bright.
She waved her sleeves suddenly, and the light shot out from the talisman, and then the phoenix tiger warriors disappeared one after another, which was sent back by the power of the phoenix tiger talisman.
The battlefield of life and death disappeared with the disappearance of the warriors, and the fifth ripple was still standing on the mountain and forest road, with one more mutilated corpse after another beside him.
And......
Smell the wind.
Wen Feng is not dead yet.
He was looking at the fifth ripple, looking at the phoenix and tiger talisman in her hand, and he didn't know how long it was, two lines of tears slowly flowed out of the corners of his eyes, and then he closed his eyes.
He only has one breath, and it is the resentment in his heart that makes him unwilling to die like this, and now he ...... Right now......
Fifth Ripple glanced at him, but didn't speak, and she didn't know how long it was, she put away her talisman and left the place.
Except for the black-clothed men who fled earlier, the other black-clothed people who ambushed and attacked Wenfeng had all died at the hands of the Phoenix Tiger Legion.
And Wen Feng also saw them die with his own eyes.
It's just that Fifth Ripple really underestimated the determination of those people to compete for the talisman, she was still halfway up the mountainside, and she noticed the breath coming from all directions, and there were several strong breaths, she thought about it, and finally decided to leave and not fight them.
It is a fact that she has a talisman in hand, but there are so many people who want to seize the talisman, killing one comes two, and killing two brings a hundred, so she is at a disadvantage.
Soon the Fifth Ripple left the hill and rushed in the direction of the Imperial City, wiping out the breath he had left along the way.
Just when Fifth Ripple was still some distance away from the Imperial City, the sound of a fight was heard.
"Let you bully me! Good or bad, I'm going to run! β
"Run, run, run!"
Familiar sounds.
Fifth Ripple's face changed at that time, didn't she let Xiao Xingle stay at home?
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