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Fine beads of sweat oozed from the tip of Zhan Yu's nose, and a pair of snake eyes stared at Ling Hu Jue without a moment. Wolf Warrior and Zhan Yu are high-level summoners, and their martial arts skills are also okay, and they stand with Latin America with gloomy faces. And the people of the Murong family lying on the ground all held their breath, and no one said anything. In their deep gaze there flashed a strange and scorching light, one that was unbelieving, grateful, admiring, and horrified.

Leaning on the car and stealing through the gap in the curtain, Murong Yi looked at this side with concern, and there was a layer of crystal tears floating in his beautiful eyes. The hazy reflection of Ling Fox's handsome and bright face, but I don't know if it's dry or sweet, but it must contain touching. "Brother Jue!" In the silent cry, tears fell into the silky and cold thin hands.

And at this time. Linghu moved, his figure bowed slightly, and he didn't see him raise his arms and leap legs, but after he had passed the mount beautifully, he had an extra black spear in his hand, and he slanted in the air, carrying a rush of wind and lightning towards Lamei and the others behind Zhan Yu.

Lame and the others, who originally wanted to drag their men to surround them and then attack, were taken aback, and dodged everywhere, looking at their form, but they were wolves. However, as a high-level warrior, the wolf warrior was not to be outdone, his tall and thin body squatted, and after avoiding the black dragon spear, his left palm was as fast as the Liuhong of the Western Heaven, and he slashed through a ruthless half-arc slash.

Ling Fox's eyes were habitually cold, and his left arm shook slightly, and the black dragon spear was like a giant hand of a god stirring the clouds in the sky, flashing endless gun shadows and covering it.

The wolf bèi dodged the wolf swallowed his saliva bitterly, gritted his teeth, turned his palm into a fist, and in the panic, the fist shadow was like pouring wind and rain, and the huo was like electricity. Guns and fists clashed in the air, shadows and shapes were twisted in the air, and in this piece of dancing brilliance, in this series of shocks, the two figures suddenly jumped out in two directions, turned over in the air, and circled back again!

"You can't let him use magic. Ling Hu Jue, who was entangled, saw that the wolf was holding a magic array with his hands on his chest, and his mouth was full of words, his sword eyebrows were raised, his body was fluttering and swept to the left, splitting the fist wind of the war feather, and the slippery gun shadow was strangely pouring towards the wolf in the half-arc of his right arm, as if the meteors in the sky were shooting in a string, mysterious and sharp.

The war bear, who had retreated to the side of the first carriage, looked at Ling Hu Jue, who was like the incarnation of a demon god, and was shocked, and couldn't help but secretly regret it in his heart, "I knew that I shouldn't have shown up earlier!"

But before he could feel the fluctuation of magic, a black light with the charm of death shot out from behind the curtain of the car, and with a "swoop" sound, the war bear only felt that his chest seemed to be broken, and the slightest mountain wind mixed with blood flowed out of the hole, "It's so cold." With a purring in his throat, the white-eyed war bear trembled all over, but his body fell limply, and the beating of his heart seemed to have condensed at the same time in this trembling.

Latin America is quietly moving back, not a knee-jerk reaction in fear, but a deliberate action after panic. Because when everyone didn't pay attention to the war bear, she saw the black light clearly. "Ghost arrow!" Latin's face turned pale as he retreated, and there was unconcealed fear in his distracted eyes.

Looking at the war bear that fell to the ground, Zhan Yu's breath suddenly became urgent, and he yelled in his chest, "Third brother." Suddenly, he swept in and pounced on the carriage. A black piercing light quickly rolled out from the curtain of the carriage, like a flash of black lightning, rushing out, suddenly but fiercely attacking the war feather!

Zhan Yu suddenly roared sadly, his eyes were red, his palm shadow was like a blade in the sky, his body was violently turned three times and nine folds, and he swooped up strangely, "Give back my brother's life." The blood-like voice contains a bitter hatred, an unforgettable hatred. Brothers, it's not good people who have brothers.

"Beware, she's a ghost ninja killer. "Lamei, who had just released a low-level attack magic towards Ling Hu Jue, shouted angrily to Zhan Yu, no wonder she, originally it seemed that Ling Hu Jue was alone, and they were relieved, who knew that not only an elf appeared, but also a ghost ninja killer. Subconsciously screamed, urgent and urgent, and the people in Tsing Yi around him were even more like electricity, and they were in a hurry to outflank him.

At this moment, Wren at the top of the slope also had a calm face, and his cold eyes looked as surprised as if he saw a snow fox after the winter was gone, but this halo contained huge disbelief and surprise. Looking at Lame and Zhan Yu, who were already covered in bruises under the shadow of Ling Hu's gun, he hesitated whether he should make a move, "In case I am recognized and can't completely annihilate the Murong family, then the consequences will be unimaginable, but if I don't make a move, I'm afraid that Captain Lami and the others will support me when the people on both sides surround me." Wren couldn't help but secretly regret in his heart, "I really shouldn't have arranged the ambush soldiers on both sides so far." "Actually, he is not wrong, he is afraid that the people of the Murong family will detect it.

And when Wren was still hesitating whether to make a move, the battle down the slope had reached a fever pitch, and Ling Fox Jue held the wolf's feet with one hand under a strange maneuver, and threw it violently as if he wanted to throw away his hatred.

The wolf struggled and fluttered in the air, he seemed to be about to get out of this powerful force that could kill him, but he obviously failed, just as his limbs stretched out as much as he could, his back slammed into a hard black mountain rock, and the force of the shock ejected him seven feet in the opposite direction!

The wolf lying on the ground rolled his eyes up, the light of his pupils faded, he trembled, and cried hard: "You are so ruthless, I will wait for you in hell." The icy voice was still in the air, but the person who spoke had fallen silent after a violent convulsion. Yes, never again.

Lamei screamed, and the figure retreated like crazy, and as he retreated, countless ice arrows suddenly appeared from nothingness, and thousands of cold flashes of light suddenly appeared in the sky, flying towards Linghu Jue.

With his flickering left hand, a scorching net of fire appeared in front of him, and the green flames were like a beating ghost, and in an instant, all the ice arrows were melted.

At this time, the war feather, who was already stretched thin under the ghost sting of Mans, had completely lost his mind due to the death of the standing wolf, his blood-red eyes and scattered head were like a beast that was angry, at this moment, he no longer knew how to retreat, in his mind, there was only one word to kill, as if only by killing the two people in front of him could he comfort the souls of the dead in the sky. The others were in the air, their feet flipped over, completely ignoring the ghost thorn in Mans's hand, and his mouth roared like a ghost, and the iron fist was even more powerful and swirled like an oolong, flying towards Mans's chest.

Mansi's face was cold, and the temples scattered in front of her forehead swayed a little ghostly aura, and she didn't dodge the flying fist shadow, and the ghost thorns in her hands swayed into a ball, a slick and criss-crossed brilliance, and she was incomparable in a sharp whirlwind jump.

Seeing that Mans's door opened, the wolf smiled like a beast, and coldly spat out a few words from between his teeth, "Go die." But when his eyes met Manse's gaze, he knew he was wrong, for there was a kind of death in that gaze that belonged to him. Exhaling and smelling, the teeth opened lightly, and a black light flew out of her mouth, so swift and so cold pierced into the throat of the wolf warrior.

The wolf fell down, but there was no due anger in his eyes, looking at the blue sky, white clouds, and green trees in his eyes becoming more and more hazy, he seemed to hear two voices calling him, he seemed to close his eyes with some joy, never open, "Brothers, I'm here." ”

Linghu desperately saw the tragic end of this scene, walked to the silent Mansi, looked at the strong man in Tsing Yi who came up in a semi-arc under the command of Lamei, and said, "Mans, you better go first." Sisi and I have our own ways to deal with it,"

Manse turned her head, a slight smile on her sweat-stained face, lined with the wind-blown long, like a lily that suddenly rose in the wind and rain, and then slowly turned her head and said slowly, "When I cast the ghost contract on the Black Mountain, I decided never to turn my back on you, and when you handed me that string of sugar gourds in Kesha City, I swore to give you my life." Even if my life can only block a flying arrow for you, I am willing to die like this. The calm tone, the plain language, but pregnant with a strong emotion, that emotion seems to be a wall, more like a mountain, the pressure of the fox, the pressure of everyone who hears the heart is extremely heavy, this heaviness is a kind of happiness, is a kind of comfort, is a kind of treasure that can never be calculated with money. Life is only once for everyone, but this time life is sometimes only worth a string of sugar gourds.

Xius, who had always had a prejudice against Mans, was also deeply intoxicated at this moment, lying on the ground, looking up at Mans's timid back, he showed a kind of tallness that he had never seen before, swallowed hard, and the thick Adam's apple kept turning up and down, "Boss, you take Miss Mans and go, leave us alone." ”

"Yes, Boss, let's go, hurry up. Cole and the others struggled with all the strength in their bodies, trying to stand up, but such efforts were fruitless, and they could only hiss and urge with red eyes and a hoarse throat. Everyone's face was full of anxiety, and this anxiety was not for the poison planted on their bodies, but for Ling Hujie, who refused to leave.

Ling Hu Jue turned his head, and the broken clothes that had been swept away by Lame's magic arrow fluttered in the wind, and his face was calm. smiled slightly, in the chic, there was a domineering atmosphere that swallowed mountains and rivers. His eyes swept over the expressions of the people of the Murong family who were full of longing and waiting, and then fell on the faces of Xiusi and the others, and then left silently. Shaking his head, he said in an extremely calm tone, "I won't go, unless you all go, you won't die, unless I die." The cold words, like a meteor suddenly falling in the dark night, deeply touched the hearts of many people who had been silent for a long time, and almost everyone was vigorously reciting the words that made the fox unique, deep, deep, a familiar and unfamiliar warm feeling flowed through the heart, and a kind of thing that seemed to forget jì climbed into the corner of the eye. A cold mountain wind blew, and a few light sobs came out of the carriage. For a long time, for a long time, it reverberates in everyone's heart.

Lamei, who was covered in blood debts, gasped, looked at Ling Hujue who was standing hundreds of meters away, there was no trace of kindness in his eyes, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and said to a burly, hideous-looking middle-aged man in green clothes beside him. "Command to attack. ”

The big man agreed, and then, a Citi rocket flashing with Zhu Liao's fireworks had soared straight into the air! The strong men in green clothes who had formed a half-arc screamed and roared, and in this terrible howling, countless figures rushed forward wildly, and the formation was like a mountain and a sea! The raised horn scimitar was more like a ghost's eye that flashed with a sharp light, reflecting the scorching sun, but it was filled with a cold chill.

Linghu was straight and unmoving, like a statue carved from a stone wall and wood, and his eyes stared at the crowd that pounced on him through Han Sensen's tears, and that look was like staring at a terrible nightmare, hoping that it would pass over as soon as possible and take something away.

"Sisi, it's your turn. Linghu said coldly to Sisi, who was flying above his head. The long drift wiped a little pity, but it immediately returned to cruelty.

With the flying Sisi chanting in a low voice, the sky and the earth began to change color, the mountain wind intensified and howled, the chaotic stone break in Puling began to shake uneasily, with a loud bang, a deep trench with a length of about eight feet and a width of about eight feet appeared at the feet of these strong men, the rushing crowd suddenly had a commotion, the sound of shouting and shouting suddenly became a piece of exclamation, either falling into the trench, or being squeezed and falling down by the crowd behind, the impact of weapons and the howl of pain mixed with each other, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of people have been swallowed up by this deep black and merciless mountain howl。

Latin, who was standing hundreds of meters away, was also stunned by this tragic image, but she didn't rush to think about anything, so she hurriedly chanted, "Great goddess of water, please give me strength, frozen water zero ball." Several basin-sized light blue water balls shone with a strange light and flew towards Sisi in mid-air, it seemed that Latama was preparing to let her magic entangle Sisi and let the rest of the people surround and kill Ling Hu.

After all, Lamei is also a high-level magician, and the sixth-level magic she released didn't even dare to underestimate Sisi, her wings flickered, and an arc of silver light appeared in front of her, blocking the water balls that flew over, and then disappeared after the friction of different elements.

But Lame wouldn't give Sisi a chance to breathe, because she knew that if she bought five minutes for her men, then her people could surround Ling Hu. "Ice zero whirlwind. Holding back the discomfort in his chest, Lamei unleashed another sixth-level water magic.

And the remaining people in Tsing Yi began to rush up from both sides of the deep trench again, and the entire empty slope was also filled with this cloud-piercing and cracking stone-like sound, the scimitar flashed like lightning, the Tsing Yi shone brightly, the whole ground was shaking, every hideous face was showing cruelty and excitement, every pair of eyes were roaring and shouting, they were with deep hatred, irrepressible anger, in the soaring of their feet, under the splashing of grass, like a tide, like a landslide!

But on this slope, there was a white figure that did not retreat but advanced, and the black spear floated in the wind, and his black spear was raised diagonally in the air, with coldness, and with a terrible rush towards the crowd. Behind him, there was a white figure, so close, so faithful to follow him. ――――――

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